#male x female

[blueberrypancakesworld]

Perv!Charlie Walker headcanons

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warning : perverted behavior, yandere thoughts, stalking, obsession, nothing graphical, mention of nudeness, clueless reader, obsessed love

second part , third part, fourth part

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°It all started when you switched to his history class. When you came in and chose a seat diagonally opposite to him. You hadn't noticed his presence when you entered. But his gaze fixed on you the whole class. You were perfect. More perfect than Kirby could ever have been.

°My beautiful victim he thought as he walked past her, trying to catch a glimpse of her scent. You smelled so sweet and innocent. He would make her his Sydney. Keep her forever.

°A few weeks passed and his obsession with her grew from day to day. Every day he tried to talk to you as often as he could. No matter if it was the little talks during the break. Trivial or not, it was all the same. Your affection was enough for him. He just needed to have you with him. Just for him.

°He could hardly believe his luck when one day you asked him if you could come to the film club.

°Of course he immediately agreed and couldn't hide the blush on his cheeks when you pulled him into a thankful hug. You are so soft and warm...she's everything he thought as his arms wrapped around your body. It was only a moment but it meant so much more to him.

°The weeks went by and besides the activities at the club he helped her with her homework almost every day. Acting a little foolish with his own, knowing that you would help him. That you would pull him into the library and the two of you would sit together at the table next to each other. Yet you didn't see the look in his blue eyes. But he saw her and his heart beat with happiness every time you pulled him here by the wrist. She likes me he thought delightedly and continued to watch you.

°Soon he would find a way to get to know you even better. To see you whenever he wanted. To record you in his camera. Just for himself.

°It was the last lunch break before the weekend when he approached her. A smile played around his lips as she waved at him. A simple plan but it would do. ,,Hey, I was wondering if you would like to work together on the history presentation?" he asked and immediately saw her nod. ,,Of course I would love to, how about tomorrow afternoon, my parents are at work so we can relax" she suggested and there was joy in her eyes as she almost proudly told him about the free house. ,,Cool, see you tomorrow," he said, knowing that you would already have him in your house forever.

°As soon as he was in your house the next day his heart beat faster with joy. It was your house, your home, just you and him. He looked at your shape as you walked up the stairs in front of him and showed him your room. ,,You have good taste," he commented and smiled. You couldn't have been more perfect. Several horror movie posters and fantasy books were on the wall. Some he had read and watched himself. She's perfect for me he thought, letting his fingers roam over some of the books and posters.

°Everything here seemed to reflect you as if he could see and understand you so indirectly. He could touch you. He heard you say that you would fetch something to drink from the cellar. He just nodded before waiting for the door to close. His smile widened, his gaze determined as he pulled out of his backpack the many small cameras. They were not cheap, but for you, anything was enough. He quickly thought of the right places and set up the cameras. Before he saw on his mobile phone that he could see the whole room.

°He listened, but you were still searching in the basement. Before his gaze fell on your dresser with clothes inside. A blush crept into his cheeks. He knew he was close to being caught. But he wanted to finally possess something of you. To finally have you. Just a small part. Carefully he opened one of the many drawers. Your clothes came out, with the same engaging smell. It's almost like she's embracing me, he thought with a sigh as he reached for one of your t-shirts and stuffed it into his backpack.

°Then his eyes caught a pair of black folded panties with black lace. His cheeks grew even darker. His fantasy of what you would look like in them began to come together in his head. She's only wearing it for me he thought and a furtive smile crept onto his lips. It smelled just like you. Hastily he stuffed the garment into his backpack before the door to your room opened only a moment later.

°The remaining hours he was full of enthusiasm and admiration. He enjoyed the contact, touched you as often as he could and finally wanted to have you for himself. Only when you said goodbye to him in the evening did he practically run home. Connecting his mobile phone to his computer and opening the programme, he finally saw your room.

°You had already gone back to your bedroom and had just closed the curtains to your window when you started to undress. ,,So beautiful," he murmured and zoomed in with the camera. He saw you take off your pullover and fold it carefully. He saw your torso, saw the dark red bra with black lace that nestled comfortably against your breasts. His heart beat faster, you were so unbelievably captivating. He saw her take off her trousers and put them with the pullover. A matching pair of panties in the same colour showed itself to him. They clung to your hips and your body.

°He thought you were going to bed when you turned to one of the cameras. For a moment he was afraid that you had seen him. Instead you walked to your full body mirror and took off your bra. For a split moment, all thought was gone from his mind. Before he felt the slight tug at his centre. He could see your naked breasts and you seemed to almost present yourself to him as you looked at yourself in the mirror for a moment. Before she finally went to her bed and lay down under the covers. It turned him on, nervous and crazy for you, knowing that you slept only in your underwear.

°For him, for his image of you, you seemed to long for him. Seeming to wait for him. Loving him too. He continued to watch you through the hours. Taking in every bit of your features that he saw and loving you more and more. ,,Charlie" he heard you murmur as you moved slightly and seemed to almost hug the blanket. She's dreaming of me, the brown-haired man realised, and at that moment he would have loved to look inside your head.

°But for him it was just another proof. Another proof that maybe he should slip into your room tonight. Into you. Not just watch you anymore. Finally kiss you and finally have you to himself. Not kill you no you were better than Sydney he would keep you with him. You loved him as much as he loved you, he just knew it. But in the end you would have no choice. For no matter how much time passed he would always be watching you. Because love would always find its way. Willingly or not.

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#male x female #fem reader #scream 4 #scream movie #charlie walker scream #charlie walker #charlie walker x reader #obssesive #obssesion #obsessive love #obsessive thoughts #yandere behavior #yandere thoughts #stalking #nothing graphic #nudeness #clueless #x reader #tw obsessive behavior

[xratwriterx]

A Story For Monster Fuckers

NSFW 18+

Synopsis: What starts as a classic horror story about a terrifying beast eating you alive becomes something far sluttier.

Word Count: 5000 (give or take)

Kinks/Triggers: wendigo(?) x female reader, NOT a lore accurate wendigo, monster x female reader, hell of a size difference, tongue fucking, multiple orgasms, breeding, it's a love story kinda but you're also silly and delulu.

Note: This is NOT an authentic wendigo. You're getting the stereotypical deer monster, not the humanoid cannibal creature from actual legend. I feel it's important to mention this, because the stories of what wendigos and skinwalkers are and such have been tainted by modern American culture, and deserve to be appreciated for what they are. I take LOTS of creative liberties in this story, and I just wanted to make sure y'all were aware. ;D

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It was supposed to have just been a regular stroll through the woods.

You were lost. Of course you were lost. You had known from the start that this whole thing was a wretched and horrible idea. But oh, you just had to listen to your friends didn't you? It wasn't like you had anything better to do…

Your buddy Benjamin in particular had made you feel somewhat comfortable with the whole idea. He was a massive man whose facial hair made him look far older than he actually was. He liked to go hunting around here, and he even brought his hunting rifle with him before coming to pick you and your friends up, more so to make you feel safe than anything else. “I've traveled through these woods for years now. I know every nook and cranny, ain't nothin gonna hurt you out here,” he had spoken as if the whole idea of your fear was annoying, though you knew he meant no harm, “Those stories you hear are just told for the fun of it. Those old geezers yapping on about cannibal cryptids just get a kick outta scaring you.” It was hard to not feel safe around him. He'd made himself very clear that he wasn't interested in you, (frankly, he didn't seem to have an iota of desire for a partner in his body), and he'd always been there to pick you up when you fell down. So when all of your friends were gonna go with him down some new and obscure little trail he had found just for the hell of it, it wasn't too challenging to egg you on to just join in.

Now you were really regretting listening to him.

You couldn't pinpoint when it was exactly that you had gotten lost. You were never all that good at paying attention, and you normally liked to just go nonverbal and let your friends do all the yapping while you were out and about. You had gotten caught up in the forest's beauty, staring up at the leaves and how the sun shot its rays of light between the gaps. It had been like walking underneath one enormous painting, filled with random and intricate layers of dazzling greens and soft browns. It was remarkably beautiful, so much so that by the time you stopped to look around again…

You had tried calling out for somebody, but nobody had come. You had tried backtracking, but everything looked the same, and there were a lot more diverging paths than what you had remembered. Worst of all, the sun was going down, and you knew once its light was gone that you wouldn't be able to see a thing.

You tried to take a deep breath. It was difficult not to panic, especially because of the sheer unfamiliarity of it all. It was like the entire layout of the forest changed every time you blinked. The very air you were breathing seemed to be tainted. It was like that feeling you get whenever you walk into a place and just know there's something paranormal about it. These woods were more than just haunted. It was almost as if you had been placed under some kind of curse.

Just as it was really getting dark, you saw a large field through a thicket of bushes. You hesitated for a moment, before finally deciding to go off the trail completely. Maybe a helicopter could see you better from a big open space like this, though you hoped it wouldn't also make you more visible to anything that wanted to eat you…

The sun was just about gone now. Great. At least there were some large rocks near the center of the field that you could hide by. They leaned on each other and were shaped in a way that provided minimal shelter, but it was better than nothing. You huddled up and decided to just keep your mouth shut until you heard something that sounded friendly…

As time went by, you checked to see if your phone had any signal for good measure. Of course, it didn't, but that little box of light and colors was your only piece of familiarity in all of this. You took a moment to look through your photos, clearing some unnecessary clutter while thinking back to all of the memories you had before this.

You weren't gonna die out here. You were scared out of your damn mind, but you knew in your gut that this wasn’t how it was going to end. You couldn't have been THAT far from home, and even if you were, you were in a spot that must've been easy to find from the air. Maybe tomorrow you could even grab some rocks and spell out the word “help” or something. If anything, this was an opportunity to collect some crazy new y/n lore.

You turned down the brightness on your phone and looked up at the sky for what was supposed to be a moment, before becoming completely entranced. You had never seen so many stars before, and the moon was casting its light down on the soft grass that surrounded you. You had never seen something that managed to be so simultaneously beautiful and creepy. It certainly wasn't helping that everything had just gone utterly silent. You could've sworn you had heard birds chirping before, but now there was nothing. When you finally took a moment to acknowledge your surroundings again, you felt your heart sink. There was something in the woods looking back at you.

You could barely make out its figure, but it was standing right at the forest edge, and it did not look normal. It wasn't moving at all, but you knew it wasn't just an oddly shaped tree. You could feel its eyes on you. A cool rush of adrenaline had shot out from your spine through your entire body. You refused to blink, because you knew the moment you did it would be gone. Sure, seeing some beast in the distance was frightening, but it was better than knowing something was out there without knowing its exact location. You sat completely still, hoping it wasn't looking at you, even though you knew it was. This was definitely the most intense staring contest you had ever been in.

You could feel your eyes starting to burn and well with tears, but you just couldn't bring yourself to blink. You did your best to keep an eye on the thing as you slowly opened your phone and pressed the button for the flashlight. With a triumphant movement, you raised the light to see what was there and…

There was nothing. The light didn't reach. In fact, the bright light caused your eyes to adjust, and now you couldn’t see the tree line. Not only that, but you had also just confirmed to this creature that you were in fact present. You quickly turned the light off, and of course by the time your eyes had adjusted again, the creature was long gone.

Cursing yourself for making such an idiotic move, you tried to huddle closer to the rocks, as if they'd protect you at all from whatever was out there. You knew you had seen something. This wasn't your eyes playing tricks on you, as much as you wished that were the case.

Every second felt like a minute. The tension was so thick it could've been sliced with a disposable plastic knife that you’d find at a birthday party. You were frantically scanning the tree line in front of you, but the rocks you were hiding behind blocked any view of the woods behind you, and you didn't dare try to look around. You were just waiting for something to slowly peek its head around. Your brain kept conjuring up worse and worse ideas of what you had just looked at, making this living nightmare all the more unbearable, and that wasn't even mentioning the regret you felt for pulling your damn phone flashlight out.

The woods began to speak again. Whatever had been looking at you was gone now. You nearly screamed when you saw something trotting across the field in front of you, but you let out a sigh of relief when you saw it was a deer.

A few more followed, and they moved with purpose, almost as if they wanted to get through the field as quickly as possible. You didn't blame them, but you weren't about to join in. This field was your only chance of rescue, and you weren't about to let some spooky cryptid fresh out of a shitty YouTube analog horror video scare you off. You triumphantly smiled and almost laughed, more out of the insanity of it all than anything else, but you didn't dare make a sound. You had no delusions about the fact that whatever the hell was out there was absolutely real.

You tried to conjure up from memory what exactly those old men in town had said in those tales about the forest. It was a legend that had been passed down through the generations, one of a great beast that was once the most handsome man in an old native tribe. He was an arrogant man, and a cunning warrior, who through his strength and charm had become the leader of his people. But when this had happened, he only became greedy for more. He started to attack neighboring tribes, and he started a unique tradition of feasting on the captured leaders while they were still alive. This displeased the gods, and the more he did this, the more corrupt and insane he became. One day, the nearby tribes finally banded together as one and managed to capture him. It was then that he was banished to roam the woods until he died, never to be seen again…

But, while his mortal punishment had been given, the gods were still not satisfied, and so they cursed him with eternal life, a twisted form, and a permanent, insatiable hunger for human flesh. Rumor has it that he roams these woods to this day, looking for his next victim. His original name has long since been forgotten. Only the word “Wendigo” remains…

Before, you had at least felt comfort in knowing these stories weren't true, but now that you had seen that thing, you couldn't think up a better explanation. Maybe you wouldn't make it out of here alive after all…

No, the minute you started to think like that was the moment it was all over. This was a prank, some cruel stupid prank your so called “friends” were playing on you. So what if they had always been extraordinarily kind and understanding before, and had never pulled something remotely mean on you before. It was a better explanation than being hunting by a mythical creature, right?

You took a deep breath, and called out into the woods, “I'm not scared of you!” The woods went quiet again the moment you finished speaking. You could almost feel the trees around you calling you a dullard. “Th-this is all just a stupid prank! And it's NOT funny! So- just come out RIGHT now! Or I'll-”

Something in the forest screamed.

You nearly squeaked before going silent. That sound you had heard was not human. It sounded like a mixture between a howl and a screech, something along the lines of a dying bovine. It had come from behind the rocks you were hiding in.

A few moments passed, and another sound came forth. This time it was a low growl, accompanied with the sound of claws on rock. You knew it was doing this on purpose. If it wanted to be silent, it definitely could've. It was slowly making its way to your left, coming around to reveal itself to you. There was nothing you could do to stop this creature.

It started with a hand, covered in a thin layer of black fur and tipped with sharp claws. Then came around the rest of the creature. It must've been at least 8 feet tall, though right now it was crouching low to get a better look at you. Its waist was deathly thin, its skin gripping around its ribcage. Despite its humanoid shape, its head was completely foreign. Its face took the form of a deer’s skull, with a set of antlers coming from atop its head. Most apparent of all was a pair of dimly lit red eyes...

There was no way this was some kind of prank. It would take a level of coordination that you knew your friends couldn't pull off. You were certain you were looking at that beast of legend the locals talked about so much. You were face to face with the Wendigo.

It let out another low growl. You desperately wanted to move, but fear had paralyzed you. It moved with surprising grace, leaning its head forward to give you an almost curious look. “A-are you gonna eat me or what?” you barely managed to whimper out. The creature simply stared into your eyes for a moment before… shaking its head.

“Wh…what?” you gawked in disbelief, “Can you… understand me?” The creature slowly moved its head up and down. You laughed. How else were you supposed to react? Not only had you just met a supernatural creature, it wasn't trying to kill you.

“So… you can't talk, but you can- okay, there aren't any mushrooms in this forest that can mess me up, right?” The creature nonchalantly shrugged in response, backing up slightly and looking around before looking back at you. “That… isn't helpful,” you sighed. Suddenly, the creature grabbed your ankles.

“Hey! What're you-” it pulled your waist out from under you, dirtying up your jeans as it began to sniff you all over. You giggled and kicked your feet, trying to tuck your neck away as the creature smelled you, “Heheheh- h-hey! Cut that out! That tickles-” What started as short sniffs turned into a deep inhale. The creature lifted its head back a bit, as if relishing in your scent before leaning forward again as it pulled your waist closer to… his.

Yep, it was very apparent now that this was a boy. There was a massive piece of evidence now throbbing between his legs to prove it. You blushed at the sight before quickly looking back up the monster, “Y-you’re joking. Awwww great, you're telling me I got a HORNY forest monster?!” The Wendigo responded by bringing his hands to your hips, grasping them with shocking gentleness as he purred in your ear. The worst part was, the whole thing was turning you on.

The beast brayed with what sounded like slight desperation, but oddly enough, he wasn't advancing things any further. The tip of his fat monster cock was already starting to ooze with precum, but something was holding him back. You looked up to see the Wendigo was staring you down, almost as if he wanted something…

“N-no way- are you asking me for my consent?” you spoke in utter shock. The creature simply groaned, letting out a short and frustrated huff before nodding. “Okay, first of all. I don't appreciate your sass. Second- hey!” The creature had gently begun dragging the tip of its tongue from your collarbone to your jawline, eliciting a slight moan, much to your embarrassment. The beast’s chest rumbled and jumped, a deep, powerful laugh coming from behind its exposed jaw. “H-hey. None of this is funny. Okay mister? You need to- hhhhah…” The Wendigo lightly flicked its tongue along your neck as its knee pressed up between your legs. You tried to close them, but the monster responded by grabbing your knees with his hands and easily prying them open. The monster growled at you again, refusing to take things any further.

You took a moment to catch your breath and think. Maybe this creature could help you? It certainly didn't seem like anything in the forest wanted to mess with it. Even so, you felt you were perfectly capable of handling things on your own. You still liked your little plan with the helicopter and the rocks.

No, there was something else now. Morbid curiosity. You were curious as to what it would be like to let this thing fuck you. The monster certainly seemed like he had the capacity to be gentle…

“O-okay… I-I'll let you do it… but you have to follow my instructions. No funny business, g-got it?” the monster slowly nodded in understanding, backing off slightly and bowing his head.

“Okay… u-uhm… do you have a name?” the beast looked up at you before shaking its head. You found this to be strange. Maybe the legends had gotten some things wrong? Surely a former human had a name. “Hm… how about… Wendy?” you smiled sheepishly. It was an odd (and frankly slightly childish) name to give him, but he didn't seem to mind. “Alright…” you mumbled awkwardly, sitting in silence with the creature and not knowing exactly what to do next.

Thankfully, Wendy seemed to be willing to take some initiative. He leaned forward and began grinding his knee up to your crotch again. You let yourself breathe freely now, relaxing as he brought a hand up to your chest and began to massage one of your breasts. “You seem- nnghh- awfully experienced for a forest monster. N-not that I've ever fucked one before. This is definitely- hah- a first for me,” you tried to speak evenly between your little mewls of pleasure, as you let the beast start to help you out of your clothes.

Despite his massive hands, Wendy was extraordinarily careful with you, helping to make sure you didn't tear any of your clothes. He even knew how to undo your bra. As you laid on your now bare back in the cool forest grass, you blushed as the creature took a moment to look you over once more. “Do you like what you see?” you nervously squeaked out. Wendy chuckled and gave you a slight nod, before bringing his hand down between your legs.

He started with a gentle touch, slowly slipping his fingers up your folds before finding your clit. You whimpered and seized up a bit from how sensitive you were and he quickly pulled his hand away, purring in your ear as if to reassure you and giving you a small lick on the cheek before trying again. He went even slower this time, and when he found the sweet spot again he simply held his middle and ring finger there. You took a moment to breathe. It all felt so fast paced, but the more you looked at Wendy, the more you wanted him to fuck you. It was the dirtiness of it all that was really getting to you, allowing this savage beast to have his way with you. You heard a questioning grunt come from him, and you nodded in response, “Yes, I'm ready. J-just start slow…”

Wendy did exactly as you wished, rubbing slowly as he began to place little licks along your cheek and neck again. This seemed to be his way of kissing you, since he didn't have any lips. He grumbled something unintelligible in your ear again, nuzzling his bony face up to yours in an affectionate manner. It was difficult to get a read on his face, since he couldn't exactly make facial expressions either, but his body language certainly implied that he was into you. If he was a human once, you reckoned it somewhat made sense. If anything, it explained why he was so pent up.

He began to move his fingers a little faster now, and you were both settling into a steady rhythm. The creature leaned in closer to you, grunting with arousal and letting out hot breaths of air. He was surprisingly gentle for such a large thing. You could feel yourself melting to his touch, relaxing your muscles as he silently guided you closer and closer to finishing.

“F-fuck Wendy- whoever taught you knew what they were doing- h-hahh-” you could barely speak between the relaxing waves of pleasure, “You're gonna make me cum..” Wendy wasn't speeding up anymore. As you bucked your hips from the pleasure, he simply grabbed you and held you in place, forcing you to hold still and take what he was giving you. It was almost terrifying how easily he could manhandle you. Despite his somewhat slender and unnatural appearance, he was leaps and bounds stronger than anyone you had ever been with before. “F-fuck Wendy! Nngh!-” you squirmed and moaned in ecstacy as you approached your peak, hearing the beast on top of you let out a gentle groan of satisfaction as your orgasm finally arrived. Your entire body shuddered with delight, your head lolling back as you took a moment to recover…

But Wendy wasn't done with you yet.

Now he had slipped lower on your body, prodding your entrance with his bony snout and braying something you couldn't understand. He took a moment to sniff you, before deeply inhaling and embracing your scent. “Hey!” you tried to scoot back, but he easily pulled you back closer, reaching down with his other hand and grasping his massive cock. You didn't know if you'd even be able to handle the thing, but Wendy seemed to have other ideas in mind.

That was when you felt his tongue starting to push inside of you. It was slick and warm with his saliva, and you gasped with surprise at the feeling of it. “Slowly, please,” you squeaked as you felt like you were starting to be stretched. Wendy did as you asked, but he certainly wasn't stopping. He buried his unnaturally long tongue deeper and deeper inside of your pussy, wiggling it around slightly to get a feel for you. It wasn't as thick as his cock was, so it felt a lot easier to handle.

He then began to make his tongue ripple. It felt a bit odd at first, but each ripple pushed right up into your g-spot, and you were quickly finding that you liked it. It was a completely unique sensation that you had never experienced before, but in a way it made sense. Having a long, powerful, dexterous tongue probably helped to break down food, since chewing is difficult to do without a mouth to hold all of that food in. Wendy had begun to stroke himself faster, groaning with delight at your flavor as he tasted your insides.

You tried to match his rhythm with your hips, grinding along with him so that he pushed into your g-spot a little harder. He settled his weight comfortably into his knees, freeing a hand from supporting his weight to hold onto yours. His thumb lovingly rubbed the back of your hand, and you could already feel yourself building up to another orgasm. “Damnit Wendy- f-fUCK you shouldn't be this good- you're gonna make me cum again!” you spoke with a pleasure riddled tone, but you knew it wasn't just skill that was getting you so turned on. You had never done something so deviant before. A one night stand was already a new experience (if you could even call this a one night stand) but you weren't just getting busy with some random guy. You were getting busy with-

“H-HAHH!!” your thoughts were interrupted as you got swept up in an orgasm. Your body shivered and shook as Wendy worked you right back into place with his strength, quickly yet smoothly easing off from working his tongue before gently retracting it from inside you.

You took a moment to breathe, and as you did, the beast slowly clambered his way back to being fully on top of you. You could see his tip was leaking with pre, to the point that a droplet dripped right onto your bare cunt. “W-wait,” you thought out loud, “This couldn't get me pregnant, could it?” Wendy didn't respond. “W-wendy?” you tried to reason with him, “Hey, y-you said you would listen to me, right? Wendy?!” You felt his strong grip on your thigh as he laid his cock out on your stomach, showing you with a seemingly amused expression just how deep inside you he would be going. You gulped nervously, whimpering in terror, “Please.. j-just don't hurt me…”

Wendy's hand then came up to your cheek, gently cupping it as he leaned forward and purred into your ear. You knew he was trying to comfort you, but the fear of pregnancy was still a very real thing.

But… fuck. Wouldn't it be hot to just let this beast have his way? You could just imagine the feeling of him dumping his hot, sticky load inside of you, fertilizing your womb with his seed. You could live a simple life out here in the woods. There would be no more societal pressures or worries. All you'd have to do was take monster dick and learn to live this new life. It didn't seem so bad the more you thought of it…

Wendy interrupted your thoughts once more with a gentle little lick on your cheek, followed by the feeling of his tip pressing up to your folds. He brayed with what sounded like desperation, the muscles in his free hand tensing as he closed it into a fist. He was struggling to control himself.

“Hey, shhhh…” you took Wendy's hand in yours, looking up at him with a gentle yet sheepish smile before saying, “Give it to me… pl-please…”

For a moment you both were locked in that moment, gazing into each other's eyes. Wendy let out a long winded exhale, as if he had been holding his breath. Then, with a deep throated growl, he began to push into you.

You winced. It hurt. You had expected it considering his size. But it also wasn't as bad as you had expected. You realized that him using his tongue earlier had not only felt amazing, but it had also primed you to take his cock instead of just going with that first. You assumed it was purposeful anyway. Reading the creature's thoughts was anything but easy.

He started with small thrusts, with each push stretching you a little more and allowing him to go a little deeper. He took his time, encouraging you with small “kisses” and gentle touches until he was finally fully submerged inside of you. You were soaking wet at this point, your slick fluids lathering up Wendy's dick as he began to get more assertive. He wrapped his arms under yours and held onto your shoulders, and you wrapped your arms around him to start to dig your nails into his back. “Oh god- W-wendyyyy,” you groaned in ecstacy, “You're sooooo big… mnngfff. Ddddon't stooop.” You were beginning to slur your words, your brain shutting down and going foggy as Wendy began to pick up his pace. Now that you had adjusted, his cock felt absolutely amazing. You never knew before that there was so much space inside of you to stimulate.

It didn't help that Wendy was getting more and more vocal with each thrust. What had started as gentle purrs and groans had turned into louder and louder animalistic roars, something like a mixture between a human and a deer. He certainly wasn't ashamed to speak his mind, grunting and growling unintelligible things in your ear that you could only assume was his way to dirty talking. Without context it might have even been comedic, but in this moment it felt all the more attractive to hear him desperately trying to communicate how turned on he was, and it wasn't helping that each thrust was bringing you closer and closer to the brink. You looked in Wendy's eyes. He was getting close too. You could just feel it.

You then wrapped your legs around him, refusing to let him pull out, even if he had been planning on it. You couldn't let this desire go now. You needed to feel him cum in you. “That's right. Fucking christ- pleeease cum inside me! Fill me. Fire that potent sticky load inside my fertile little womb and get me pregnant. I want it- no- I need it, so give it to me big boy! Knock me the fuck up!”

Wendy let out a final triumphant howl as you squealed with overwhelming pleasure. He pushed himself as deep inside of you as he could as you both reached your climaxes. It was timing made into perfection. Of course you were cumming at the same time. Your bodies were made for one another. That's what made doing something so wrong feel so right. You could actually feel his cock throb and pulse with each rope of semen that shot out from his tip, filling your guts more and more. It felt satisfyingly heavenly, like you were comfortably full from a full course meal…

He then slumped forward, nearly crushing you before barely catching himself. He huffed with exhaustion, his eyes blinking as if he was dazed. He didn't pull out, keeping his cum plugged up inside you as he began to lay himself down with you at his side. You allowed your bodies to wrap around one another's, the cool grass making for a surprisingly comfortable bed as Wendy cuddled you close. You snuggled up to his furry chest, listening to his lungs rhythmically fill and empty themselves of air.

You could feel your eyes starting to flutter. This felt oddly comfortable. The bright moon above was sheltered from your eyes by Wendy's arm, and he protectively held you close. Maybe the plan with the helicopter could wait a while. Maybe everything had worked out just fine already. Maybe you were exactly where you needed to be…

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Whew! This one took me a while. It was my longest and most arduous project here yet. I'm taking a much deserved break. Expect shorter stuff for the time being. If you've read this far, I'm genuinely honored. To even reach one person and give them something to enjoy like this is enough to make it all worth it. From the bottom of my heart, thank you. <3

#smut #18+ only #smut writing #x reader #male x female #male x reader #monster x reader #monster fucker #size difference #nsft #this took me way too long to make

[satorusbbgg]

POV: You end up with Satoru in the Prison Realm (Part-1)

"Satoru!" You screamed in sheer aghast and anxiety as Suguru Geto was about to close the gate to the Prison Realm. You could not comprehend on what to do- you were Satoru's only ally at Fukutoshin Platform (BF5), the rest were either non-sorcerers or enemies. Honestly, you despised Satoru, however seeing him all weak and vulnerable, being held down by weird, cranky-ass tentacle-like structures, made you rethink whether you actually loathed him.

Satoru did not even bother looking at you, but Suguru did, the latter grinned. "My, my, Satoru. Before you go, why don't you say good-bye to your girl?" Satoru remained stiff as ever, so did you. Suguru chuckled and then shrugged. "You had the chance to bid her a proper farewell but seeing you, I guess you don't want to." "Satoru?" You called out again, this time yet gently. Satoru spared you a tiny glance that conveyed 'Don't worry, I am the strongest' but you knew better; even he was anxious.

Suguru smiled, "Let us meet again in the new world. Good night, Gojo Satoru." For a moment, everything just stopped until Suguru's voice was heard again. "Close." You sweared felt something strange in your heart, therefore without even a mere second thought, you leapt in, intentionally, along with Satoru.

"Holy shit!" Satoru cursed as you both landed in Prison Relam. You gulped; why did you even jump in? "Care to get up from my lap or do you like daddy's lap too much?" Your cheeks flushed as you realized that you landed on Satoru's lap. You practically scurried off his lap and, in that process, your head hit a pile of bones which made you wince. Satoru did not even try to stifle his laugh and burst out laughing. "God! You're such a clumsy ass idiot!"

You huffed in annoyance and sat up straight with a visible red and swollen bump on your forehead, making him laugh harder. You rolled your eyes, "You are the idiot! You fell in Sug-Kenjaku's trap, for God's sake!" Satoru held his stomach, not even reacting to what you had said. "Well, I agree, however come on, Suguru was my beloved sweetheart so it was obvious for me to you know.... But but but, you are the dumber one since you got yourself into his trouble. I am not even your friend, sweetie. Don't you hate me?"

"Inspite of my personal feelings towards you, this is professional business, and you are my colleague, it is very normal to be concerned of your colleague, right?" You spoke in a rather confident manner, but the last word sounded unsure because you indeed were flabbergasted as to why you jumped in with Satoru. He looked at you with a teasing glint in his eyes and speaks up, "I don't think concern extends up to jumping in Prison Realm with a person you despise. Tell me, what is it? Do you perhaps have a crush on me or are you in love, huh?"

Your face flushed in crimson as you tried to find a suitable reason for his question... but he was correct, indeed. Yet you couldn't let him win... you had to wipe that stupid smirk off his face. "Well, I was concerned that you would not be able to take part in your usual miscellaneous activities like shopping and making people furious and therefore, you might bore yourself to death. I am simply here to accompany you, Satoru." His grin widened, "So you are volunteering for me to annoy you? Oh, you are so in love~"

You gritted your teeth, glaring at him, "Anything but that-" You were cut off by him laughing. "You really don't know me, do you? Either I spend my time fighting curses and teaching or", he leaned in closer to you, his breath brushing your ear, "I go around making pretty girls like you beg for my cock, suck on it and then of course, I make them cum, manifold times on my cock."

A/N: Part 2 will be up soon!

#anime #gojo satoru #gojosmut #no smut #prison realm #jujutsu kaisen #gojo x reader #male x female

[funplayhouse101]

REQUESTS ARE OPEN EVERYONE!

This is a male reader blog.

I write Female x Male Reader

And maybe male x male reader if you guys ask for that lol.....

I write Smut, Fluff, Angst stuff like that

And I write almost any fandom and celebrities just ask or send in a message and I'll get back to you ASAP.

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For example here are some fandoms.

Celebrities, marvel, Riverdale, Disney, buffy the vampire slayer, DC, glee, and almost anything else just ask.

I also write almost any kink again just ask. And you can send in as many requests as you want to send....

Please send Requests everyone! 🥺

I'm excited for requests!

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[dreamqueenkala]

Hii! Do you think you mind to do the quarry boys' kinks headcanons? You can do it as gn if you'd like to. Thanks (really enjoy your works btw hehe x)

Headcanon Series #2

The Male Counselors and their Kinks

{MINORS DNI 18+ ADULT CONTENT BELOW READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION}

MAX BRINLY

Collaring/Manhandling—As much as the guy loves to appear like the protective, strong, dominant male in public, in bed he’s a total sub. He loves to feel your hands on the back of his neck forcing him to move a certain direction or keeping his head in place between your thighs. Despite the originally harsh memories it brought up the first time you suggested it(having been a werewolf and all), Max actually adores wearing a collar. Not in public, of course, but at home he’ll gladly kneel or let you drag him around the house by the thick black leather clasped around his throat.

Thigh Riding/Thigh Fucking—Max is a very horny man. If he can’t fuck you right then and there when he’s in the mood, whether it’s due to the location or fatigue or you’re just not up for it at the time, he’ll gladly settle for fucking your thighs in a bathroom stall or over the bed. When you’re the one that’s needy, Max will gladly lay himself out over the couch or the backseat of the pickup you both own and allow you to ride his thigh til you reach your high. It’s not much of a secret that he can get off to the praise you give him for helping you through your release.

JACOB CUSTOS

Body Worship—It may sound like a strange kink, but honestly it depends how far it goes. For Jacob, he simply wants to shower every inch of you in love. As a man with severe insecurity and a strong desire to satisfy and please those he cares for, he wants nothing more than to make you feel loved and feel comfortable in your own skin at all times. Hence, he’ll shower your thighs, chest, belly, ass, neck—every inch of your body in kisses, bites and murmured praises. When you return the favor by kissing his biceps or his hips or his thighs, the male is left a stuttering, submissive, pink-cheeked mess, his heart swelling with adoration and eyes swimming with awe.

Little Spooning—He may not seem like the kind of guy to enjoy this at first glance, but Jacob adores cuddling. Especially when he gets to be the little spoon. He loves falling asleep with your arms and legs curled around his back like a koala, and he adores resting his head over your chest, hips placed between your thighs as he drifts off listening to your heart thrum and the feeling of your fingers in his hair. It may not necessarily qualify as a kink, but let’s be real, unless you ask him to Jacob is more than likely gonna be the biggest golden-hearted teddy bear ever—even during sex.

RYAN ERZAHLER

Hair Pulling—As soft spoken and mysterious as he may seem, Ryan has a bit of a dark side in the bedroom. Sure, he’s touch starved and awkward most of the time, but once he’s grown comfortable enough with you he’s bound to tell you all his dirty fantasies in extreme detail. His favorite, of course, is grasping a fistful of your hair, a familiar lust-ridden smirk settling on his face everytime you moan or whimper with a tug here and there. He’s a softie, though, so he’s bound to cuddle and soothe you after a deep session. He may even run his fingers through your soft tresses to soothe your scalp.

Bondage—Ryan LOVES bondage, more specifically, you tying him up. Despite how rough he can be in bed and on the occasion that he lets you lead, his only request is that you bind him. Granted, he finds being unable to touch you while you ride him or he’s forced the devour you incredibly arousing, but he mainly asks because he knows watching you bounce in his lap and hearing the sweet whimpers leaving your perfect pink lips may be too much for him to resist. When it comes to you, he has no control. For your sake, I suggest you learn how to tie a good knot.

NICK FURCILLO

Degradation—He is deeply in love with being talked down to. That’s right, he wants to be degraded. He’s a bit of a soft Dom, fucking you slow and gentle with powerful thrusts, but when he’s edged you far too long, it’s perfectly normal for you to lose your cool. “Pathetic, you can’t even fuck me like you mean it. Needy bitch.” That strikes a chord in him that has his hips hammering into your own and his teeth digging into your shoulder, whimpers muffled against your skin. You talk your shit and he’ll have your hips bruised from the sheer force of his thrusts jackhammering against you. You won’t be able to move for at least three days.

Cockwarming—Nick is shy, that much is certain, and that also means that he’s not likely to voice his desires often, especially in public. Once you’ve been together long enough, you start to pick up on his tells, and eventually work your way into convincing him to speak up. He’ll tell you after one sweet intimate night that he’s been dying to stay buried inside you—the next night you let him. He’ll be wrapped around you, cock buried between your thighs and still pulsing inside you slightly as you both drift off. When he wakes, often after you’ve already woken, he’s likely to find you enjoying your own morning, your hips rolling against his own. He doesn’t last long then.

DYLAN LENIVY

Edging—Dylan is a HUGE tease. Absolutely 100% the biggest tease you’ll ever meet. He’ll toy with you in public once you’re together, working you up and then leaving you dry. It’s his favorite thing to watch your cheeks warm with both embarrassment and arousal, your thighs clenched and your hands tugging your shirt down over your hips. When he’s got you in bed, the man will push you to your limits. He loves the feel of you clenching around his fingers or tongue, watching your cheeks flush and hearing you whimper. It’s got him throbbing in his own jeans painfully, edging you with his mouth over and over and over again til he’s got you begging him to fuck you, tears of overstimulation and desperation in your eyes. At that point, Dylan will kiss them away and pepper you with the most affectionate praise, finally fulfilling your wish.

Sensory Deprivation—Dylan isn’t really a very “kinky” person, per se, however, he does have good taste. As a man of science(even though most of it revolves around physics), he’s got quite a bit of knowledge in anatomy. He’s well aware what the limits to one’s senses are and fully intends to test them in bed. Not on you, but rather on himself. He’ll have you tie a blindfold around his eyes, and occasionally he’ll have you cover his ears with noise canceling ear muffs. You’ll have to guide him, then, because he can’t see or hear, but whether you’re riding him or he’s fucking you into the mattress, the sensation is a thousand times more pleasurable than normal. He typically doesn’t cum first, but in that situation, he’ll cum twice before you have the opportunity to cum at all.

#the quarry #dylan lenivy #ryan erzahler #jacob custos #max brinly #nick furcillo #smut #headcanon #werewolf #minors dni #read at your own risk #gender neutral reader #reader #reader insert #x reader #male x male #male x female #bxg #bxb #male reader #female reader #my stuff #apocalypticnova #request

[hauntedandmurdered]

♤ Clannibal FF on ao3 ♤

Besties I have just published my first Clannibal story on ao3, if the aesthetic vibes above match your taste it might be something for you!

Teaser: "I'm sure you won't like to hear it, but I could get used to making you breakfast every morning for the rest of my life and then watching you eat, Clarice. "

He needed to stop saying such things right now. And he had to stop looking at her as if he wanted to consume her alive. Otherwise...

“So, at what point were we interrupted again? Oh, I see. You still owe me an answer.” It seemed Dr. Lecter really wanted to go for it. Fine.

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[heyyourcool]

I feel this should be a 'draw as your favorite ship' moment.

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[theonlygirlheneeds]

Introduction ♡

Hi :3

I'm lena, 17F, who is currently in year 12 and lives in the uk.

This blog is gonna be about me and my teacher crush (NSFW, maybe)

I love gaming, kpop (music in general), photography, anime, watching shows and films, sports(mainly basketball, dodgeball, tennis and badminton), hanging out with friends, baking/cooking and reading

I love making friends and talking to new people, so feel free to ask me anything or shoot me a dm !

This blog is gonna be completely anonymous (obviously 🙄)

Him

☆ ill refer to him as C

☆ he's got brown hair, very tall, reminds me of a golden retriever puppy idk why 😭his voice omfg

deleted some of my notes cause i’m literally paranoid one of my irls or someone in my class/school will find this account and know who i’m talking abt/know who i am

more info coming soon ;p

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[zentraex]

Chapter 1 - Bad Luck

-> Masterlist

"Isn't it obvious, that he is using you?"

The room falls suddenly eerily still, as I blurted out my remark. Huh? Didn't anybody see it, the way I did? Am I the only one with this opinion?

"What did you just say?" Megan asks, who is head over heels into her new boyfriend. "You are really thinking, I am so dumb and let somebody use me, Reader?"

Excuse me?

"I never claimed that!" I defend myself, as I can feel my body seething with dismay.

Then Jessica speaks up, who supports Megan, then Fiona and lastly, Julie. All of them are outvoting me together, and then the fight just really starts: one insult here and many evil glances there. The hangover I was looking forward, reveals itself as a disaster.

Slowly but surely, big fat water drops are blocking my view, as I get verbally beat up by my so called friends. But why exactly? I was always kind, supported them with all my might. Sure, it often looked, as if they were excluding me, but I tried so hard to be one of them! Were my efforts not enough?

"Out with you Reader! I never want to see your ugly face ever again! I tolerated you for so long, but I can't stand you anymore! GOD! I'm so sick of you!"

And then the first tear runs down my check and the next follows. My feet are moving myself out of the house ,as if on autopilot. The laugher in the house is loud and clearly to hear, even as I close the door behind me.

Why is it hurting so much!?

Why should I sit here, in front of their door, and cry in the dark? Should't I be glad? My efforts were for nothing anyway. It is finally over! Stop crying! Be strong! You are finding much better friends.

But it doesn't matter, how good these motivational words sound, that sting in my heart and that overwhelming feeling of sorrow is not stopping. Only when I hear voices of a group full of men, just a few blocks further away, everything in me halts.

My eyes widen, as I start realize how late, and how dangerous it is for me, to sit here all by myself. My heart starts to pound rapidly against my thorax, as the group of men comes into my view.

Shit!

Without a second thought: I speed walk.

Run, Reader! Run!

Mother always told me, that I shouldn't judge a book by its cover, but I can't be blamed when my morals are overshadowed by my instincts! These guys behind me, are no good. I can clearly tell that by their laugher.

"Sugar! What's the rush?"

"Look! A mini rock! She shouldn't wonder, when we loose control!"

Again, laugher. Again, a step faster. Again, the voices are getting louder.

Help!

As I turn around a corner, a person comes into my field of vision: black hoodie, black sweatpants, red shoes. Should I burden them with my problems?

Yes! I need help!

Usually, I wouldn't. But as I was about to change my mind, I find myself in front of the person already, my hand on their shoulder and my words, begging for help, pour out of my mouth.

"Please help me! They're some strangers after me, and I can't get rid of them."

In the corner of my eyes are big heavy water drops, which are treating to run down my face, as I heard those guys whistle again. The person remains still, as he leads his hand to his throat and starts scratching.

"Look how you can deal with your problems alone, and don't bother others. I have enough on my mind and I couldn't care less helping a slut like you," he answers, his voice hoarse with a annoyed undertone. Then he slaps my hand away and continues walking.

And then they roll - the tears, I tried to hold back. What have I done to deserve this today?

"Please! My day is already bad enough. I will pay you back somehow! I promise!"

Then those guys are appearing behind me.

"Are you bothering other people now, doll? Come here and we promise, it will be fast," says one of them and the others laugh. A lot of them are holding empty bottles.

"And you over there, you weirdo, didn't see anything, okay?"

Totally terrified, I give the group one last look, before I gather all my energy, and sprint past the hooded person.

...

...

...

So the plan, but the stranger holds my arm firmly. His grip is strong, even though he keeps one finger in the air. When I wanted to look at him confused, I stare in blood red eyes. He wears a lot of wrinkles around them, although the right eye is decorated by a scar. His lips are cracked and dry, and have a scar on the left side as well. There is light blue hair hanging out of his hood. If he wouldn't look at me so pissed, I would think that he is beautiful. Doesn't matter, if he has some problems with skin care.

"People in groups tend to have a big mouth. But on they own, they are nothing more than stray dogs, begging for attention. Should I demonstrate you, where you really stand?" he says, as he turns his head to the group of men. "Hmm? Sounds good, don't you think?"

Now he starts grinning wickedly to himself, while the other group is cackling and giggling.

What a weird guy...

"What wants a leek like you wanna do?" the one guy asks, while holding his stomach, but it doesn't take long and his laugh turns into screaming. His whole body turns into ash.

Then everything becomes silent and all I hear is my heart, which beats vigorous in me. I am rubbing my eyes to make sure, that the stranger killed the guy with one touch. I only blinked twice and the hooded person wasn't next to me anymore, but by the group.

"Hey! Calm down, buddy! You are not the person we wanted to fuck!" another person tries to safe their situation, but turns into dust just like the other.

"Next one?", the men with his deadly quirk asks. His smirk and bloodlust soaked gaze did't leave his face a second. The group of men isn't even answering anymore and runs away.

#yandere tomura #female reader #male x female #shigaraki #tomura shigaraki #yandere #yandere shigaraki #bnha #mha #my hero acadamy

[blueberrypancakesworld]

The Farewell before the war

Aegon x aunt!reader

warning : targaryen incest, no use of Y/n, mentioning/implied war and death, kiss, mentioned sex, minor hurt/comfort, some fluff, age gap (Aegon 20s and reader early 40s)

Summary : The war was about to begin and the dance of the dragons would begin as soon as both sides mounted their dragons and both sides raised their swords. The farewell they knew was one that would last forever...a farewell that broke the queer custom of family.

Info : So with season 2 coming up my own sanity and the trauma we all will be getting I have written this as a little something. Have fun reading ;)

ps : He looks so good in the gif

masterlist

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Screams were the last to echo through the castle as the mood was still as exuberant as it could be. Aegon, crowned king after the death of his father, was the man the young king could say he was glad the Targaryen king had died...finally died.

The only thing he got from his father besides looks was ungratefulness, disgust and hopelessness. His father had never believed in him, never liked him, maybe there was a moment in his life when Aegon was still a helpless little baby that his father was proud of, proud to finally have a son, but that was almost two decades ago and it didn't matter anymore.

Not only did he now have the crown of Maegor on his head. The light-coloured hair that he really hated, which he had kept short a few years ago and was slowly beginning to see as a weapon.

Slowly beginning to see himself as a weapon. His people adored him, his mother was happy, Heleana his beloved sister wife for the first time did not flee reality but enjoyed her role as king with their children.

A fact that took guilt from his heart...even if he never wanted to marry her, at least there was this sense of responsibility towards himself, her and their soon to be three children.

His younger brother Aemond no longer simply saw him as that, he recognised him as the rightful dragon he could command and it seemed the respect between them was slowly building as he sat on the throne.

Wearing the colour green of his mother, the green he learned to love the green of his family and the gold of his father, the gold of his other side the gold of his aunt the youngest and only sister of the former king Viserys. The black one created among the golden dragons a firewyrm a dragon born without wings.

Her actual twin, Prince Aegon, died less than a year later. Daemon and Viserys have always secretly blamed her for the death of their mother because she caused the complications. Of course, only a woman could do this. But it was his aunt that the new and young king had adored for years.

She never saw him for what he was. A mistake a challenge for anyone. No, he was ,,My perfect dragon" as she had always called him ever since he could remember. Whether it was accompanying him to his chamber and looking after him when he was drunk on wine or milk of the poppy.

She was always there for him with open arms, encouraging him when it came to important fishing adventures, taking care of his injuries at the hands of the king, the queen or his own grandfather. She was also the one who gave him something he had wanted from her for a long time.

Something he knew he would eventually have to share with his wife, but the mere thought of his own sister... no, it disgusted him, which is why the then prince came to his aunt in the chambers. Perhaps it was the wine, her evening dress that lay so light and airy on her body, the colour gold that caught his eye.

She never wore red or black, preferring gold instead. It was a few years ago that he could finally have her, he didn't care that she was older than his own mother. It didn't matter that they had the same blood, it didn't matter that they were princess and prince.

It didn't matter that when he kissed her, tasting the sweet fruit, he was almost trembling with rejection. Her gentle hands laid on his as she tried to push him away for a moment but he wouldn't let her. He deserved love and appreciation too, his teary peasant eyes looking up at her violet ones.

It was those eyes they both couldn't get away from as she let her own nephew touch her again. He remembered his insecurity but was always reassured by her voice.

The wine that influenced his senses was taken away by her. The pain from the last blow faded as she kissed his cheek. Her warm, soft body beneath his, his hands touching hers came together and they held each other.

He felt safe, he was worth loving and she could give her love to someone. His lips on her body, kissing every part of her, watching her move beneath him. Surprised by his own almost clumsy noises when she soothed him with kisses.

He wasn't used to being treated so…gently and lovingly. She really showed him what it meant to be loved and not just a fuck with a whore. It was the night that not only he learnt what it meant to be a dragon it was the night he promised her that one day she would no longer be a firewyrm.

,,You will become a dragon one day, Princess...I promise," he had said to her as he lay beside her, but there was a determination in his gaze that seemed to burn like fire between them then. When he took her hand in a tender, almost alien gesture, her fingers kissed his while she stroked his light-coloured, tousled hair.

His eyes met hers again, ,,You are so beautiful " he had murmured, almost amused at how easily he could make his aunt blush. ,,Aegon...you perfect naive dragon," she had replied and pulled him close, but he had sensed that she was trembling.

At the time he had thought it was from the act, but now he knew she had been crying silently. She had cried for him because she knew that the gods would punish him more severely than her. But now it had been years and had anything changed?

He had children with his own sisters, more princes and a princess, his three little dragons, his own flesh and blood that he guarded. His mother, the Queen Dowager, seemed to be suffering even more than usual after the aftermath that had taken over the entire court.

Aemond, his own brother, had killed their common nephew Lcerys Velaryon. ,,Our sister's second bastard is dead," he had muttered as he withdrew from the small council, a smile trying to steal onto his lips but unable to do so.

He couldn't not in the knowledge that the fire inside him was telling him it wasn't over yet. Oh how right he was to be as the banners were lowered to their respective sides and the weapons were forged. So it was his duty to go into battle, not on the throne but on his dragoness Sunfyre.

But it was during this time when he was training with his brother and sworn sword criston that her golden dress became less and less visible. A sadness emanated from her when he saw her, his own naive anticipation only seemed to fuel her fear.

But no matter what he tried, no smile would appear on her lips until the day he stood alone in the dragon pit and the golden sun had not yet fully risen. His eyes were fixed with fascination on his dragon, the most beautiful dragon that ever existed, a pride he was only too happy to show.

He heard someone come to him as Sunfyre gave an almost cheerful hiss and moved his head in the direction of the entrance. ,,A golden morning for two beautiful naive perfect dragons" he heard her voice after days if not weeks and stopped in front of his dragon as he just watched her.

She no longer wore the gold, on the contrary it was his own colour reflected in his eyes. A dress with armour elements in green and gold that Targaryen had turned green.

A warrior, a dragon rider without a dragon, a diplomat who would be dispatched with a sword if she had to. ,,Naive? The fire on the war we will win," he said faster than he thought and heard her cagey laugh, which was underlined by a roar from Sunfyre. Perhaps there was once a possibility of a connection between the two of them, but these were years away.

His princess aunt approached him and placed her hand on the dragon's muzzle, the warmth seeming to soothe them both before she placed her hand on her king's cheek. ,,You know the distribution of troops, the numbers...the dragons and yet Aegon you maintain the notion of victory...a future of fire" she began, looking back at the dragon who also watched her, the beast though as old as its rider seemed to know what it would mean once they flew away from Kingslanding.

It would mean a war in which the green were outnumbered, a war of force and violence, a war in which once again she could do nothing without a dragon of her own.

A thought that Aegon slowly seemed to understand as he placed his hand on hers, his armour rattling slightly but still maintaining his slight, almost cheeky grin. ,,A war yes, but I promised you a dragon...a dragon of iron you shall have" he said, seeing with pleasure her confusion as he took her hand and led her lightly to the entrance of the dragon pit.

Despite everything, he held her tightly, held her firmly, held her as a king should, held the woman he loved, held the thing that had given him what he had always needed. Love.

She could feel the gold of the morning sun shining on them both as his hand gently wrapped around her hip, a grin on his face as he pointed to the castle, directly to the site of the throne room. ,,A dragon of iron that you will rule in my absence... and my death if it comes," he said so lightly that she thought for a moment he had lost his mind, but no, when she turned to him she saw that he meant it.

That for a moment he didn't seem naive was not beside him. He truly seemed like a king who kept promises, like someone who also recognised and believed in her. ,,You promised," she whispered, feeling a weight lift from her, the tension, the fear, the lies that were in the face of her own brothers' hatred.

She was something, she was a dragon of iron...the true king had promised her and kept his promise. ,,Oh my dear Aegon," she said and only seconds later felt his lips on hers again, his hands holding her close then as now.

His scent of leather, metal and fire met her sweet smell of smoke. ,,A farewell to the true queen who will be now," he replied, pulling her a little tighter against him.

A kiss goodbye, a kiss with a promise of a goodbye as the sun rose over the city and Aegon with Sunfyre, Aemond set upon Vhagar and the troops.

A farewell they knew would be one of the last as she sat on the throne that was gold and green and the princess received her promise in the midst of a war of fire and blood.

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#hotd #hotd 2 #hotd aegon #aegon targaryen x reader #aegon the second #king aegon #aegon x reader #house of the dragon #aegon ii targaryen #aegon ii x reader #male x female #character x reader

[xratwriterx]

"Mnfffg- h-hey dad-" you struggled as you cupped your palm over your mouth to try and stifle your squeaks of pleasure. You held your phone's mic away and gave a look of annoyance at your boyfriend as he smirked and curled his fingers a little deeper. You nearly yelped in response, stuck in the ambivalence between how annoying he was being right now and how badly you wanted him to use his cock instead.

"Hm? O-oh, yeah. I'm- hh- fine- I'm just having some bad cramps right now-" you did your best to mitigate your helpless whimpers of delight. You couldn't help it, you never could when it was him pleasing you. But even with your hard work, you couldn't stop him as he wound you up more and more as the minutes of talking started to go by...

"Yeah, I can help with that. H-hah- n-no I'm fine. Seriously, don't come over." You could feel the pleasure building within you, arcing out from your core as he planted kisses up your hip, mumbling something to himself about how much of a piece of art you were. "I-I'm sorry- I have to go-" you were fighting for your damn life at this point to keep yourself from letting out an unbridled moan of glee. You were so fucking close. You were working as hard as you could to keep yourself from cumming, but the burning just wouldn't stop. "I love you too- y- YES I'LL BE FINNGG-" you hit the button to hang up right as you finally came, letting out a moan you had been holding in for what had felt like ages...

Your legs quivered, and your mind went foggy for a moment. You worked to catch your breath before looking down at your boyfriend with a look of annoyance. "Really? While my dad is calling?" He chuckled. "I'll do whatever I please," you had barely even blinked before he was on top of you, grasping your neck with a devilish grin, "And you are gonna take it..." You tried to maintain your bratty posture, but you couldn't help but bite your lip...

#smut #18+ only #smut writing #male x female #x reader #male x reader #male x female reader #taking a call while getting railed #bratty #bd/sm brat

[wheneclipsefalls]

🤍-ongoing  💔angst 🔞-smut 💛-fluff🖤-dark

Ao3 request guidelines

Ma Neteyam 🔞💛🤍

Neteyam (20 yrs old) is kidnapped by the Olo’eyktan alpha from a nearby clan who claims that Eywa has destined them to be soulmates. Only weeks away from fully presenting as omega, Neteyam is caught between trying to find his way home and giving in to his primal desires.

Unmovable 🔞

Lo'ak may have been born an omega but that doesn't mean he wants to act like one.

Forever My Babygirl 💛🤍

Tuktirey is now 16 years old and receving attention from young male suitors looking to court the beautiful ray of sunshine. However, this becomes nearly impossible as her older brothers and father are there to scare off any advances. In Jake's eyes, Tuk will always be his babygirl.

Parts (1, 2, 3, 4)

Withered 💛🔞💔

You and Neteyam have opposite lives. He thrives in the daylight of possibilities while you are forced to the shadows. You are sure that the right course of action would be letting the future Olo'eyktan go. Neteyam is less convinced. Neteyam's rut sneak peek

Midnight Desires 💛🔞

Neteyam asks for a helping hand in the middle of the night. Ao'nung, however, does not appreciate being left out.

Little Gift 🔞🤍💔🖤

The RDA are forced to negotiate with a certain Olo'eyktan. Luckily, there is only one thing he wants. Dark Neteyam x Human Reader

Courting Spider 🔞💛💔

It’s time that someone takes care of Spider for once. Zhali is up for the task.

Curious Eyes 🔞🤍🖤💔

When intruders come onto Omatikaya soil Neteyam gets more than he bargained for.

Grovel 🤍💔🔞

Lo'ak broke your heart all those years ago. If he plans to woo you once more it is going to take a lot more than a debonair grin.

Neteyam x reader x Lo’ak Series 

Lesson Learned 🔞

You break one of the strict rules that Neteyam and Lo'ak have set for you. Now you must suffer the consequences.

Marked 🔞

Neteyam and Lo’ak have many different ways of staking their claim on you.

Consequences 🔞

Hanging out with your favorite male friend after a heated argument with Neteyam isn’t the smartest course of action. 

Welcome Home🔞💛

It seems ridiculous to care, but Lo'ak isn't the most estatic to see how you and Neteyam have spent your time while he's been away. You're more than willing to give him his own little one on one time.

More works coming soon 

#avatar way of water #avatar fanfiction #avatar wow #neteyam fanfiction #tuktirey #kiri sully #neytiri #loak sully #protective jake sully #protective loak #avatar smut #neteyam smut #tonowari #abo universe #dom loak #sub neteyam #fluff #first love #omega neteyam #male x male #male x female #kidnapping #stockholm syndrome #aged up characters #aonung #tsireya #aonung x you #neteyam sully #neteyam x reader #atwow neteyam

[lolbotvr]

Hi!

You guys can call me Luz or Lana or Lumi or whatever you’d like. (She/they)

Im here to feed all you Bob Velseb simps out there with some stories you guys request!! Maybe even some art thrown around here and there wink wink. I’ll also do other spooky month characters if you’d like such as

(Romantic:)

- Bob Velseb (obviously)

- Lila

- Hatzgang (poly or singular)

- Kevin

- John

- Jack

- Streber

(Platonic:)

- all of the above

- Skid and Pump

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Here are my rules!!

What I WILL do:

- NSFW

- LGBTQ+

- gore and stuff

- x reader

- practically anything really. But if something is requested that makes me uncomfortable, I won’t be hesitant to say so.

What I will NOT do:

- pedophilia

- incest

- r@pe/noncon

- I won’t feed any kinks involving bodily fluids such as piss, but I will do blood. I mean, Bob is a murderer/cannibal after all.

- canon x oc (I don’t do personalized requests)

- character x character (I’m not very good at that type of stuff, but I will do poly x reader)

- stuff like that

#bob velseb x reader #bob velseb #spooky month #request #please I need requests #he’s so fine #halloween #yandere #male x male #male x female #x reader #canon x y/n #sr pelo

[funplayhouse101]

Does anyone have any really kinky male reader x female character or characters smut requests..

Do y'all have any for abusive girlfriend/ wife x male reader smuts?

I know in real life abuse is wrong and I don't support it but a lot of people have an abuse/ abusive kink so I'm here to ask.

Or do y'all have any step mom x Male Reader Smut stuff like that?

#male reader smut #fanfiction #fluff #hardcore smut #male reader #male reader x female #marvel x male reader #smut #dc comcis #wanda maximoff x male reader #natasha romanoff x male reader #natasha romanov x male reader #harley quinn x male reader #wonder woman x male reader #she hulk x male reader #dc x male reader #requests are still open btw #male x female #x male reader #step mom x male reader #marvel x reader #marvel #carol danvers x male reader #abusive girlfriend x male reader

[dreamqueenkala]

SPLASH

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WARNINGS: Breeding Kink; Light choking; Thigh Riding; Submissive!Nick; Praise; Unprotected sex; Momentary Hair pulling

Female Reader x Nick Furcillo

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"Niiiick!" She squealed as she resurfaced from the water, her soaked hair draped over her face and shielding her eyes. A loud boisterous laugh to her left drew her attention and she reached out to splash him with a huff, her free hand trying to untangle her soaked locks from her face. Two warm hands pressed to her cheeks and gently caressed her locks from her eyes. Her (e/c) eyes met his deep chocolate pools and his toothy smile as he gazed down at her, his dark curly hair matted to his own face and dripping down his chin.

"Sorry, love. I just can't help it when you react so cute." He teased, leaning in to nuzzle her nose with his own. She huffed but couldn't hide the rose hue that warmed the apples of her cheeks as he nuzzled her so affectionately. Instead, she pouted, puffing her cheeks out and turning her back to him. "Aww, c'mon, (Y/N), I'm only playing." He cooed, trying to coax her to turn around.

When she refused he sighed and dipped down to bury his face in her bare shoulder, peppering feathery kisses along the soft, fair surface. His fingers lightly caressed her sides under the water, drawing circles in the soft flesh of her hips and easing her tenseness with the sweet gesture. Pressed so close to him, she could feel his warmth rolling in waves over them both and sighed.

Turning, her small hands splayed themselves over his bare chest, her eyes gazing over his facial features with such concentration the Aussie began to blush shyly. She could see the water droplets sparkling in his eyelashes, see the minuscule freckles dotted just beneath his cheekbones, pick out the tiny flecks of caramel in his dark eyes. She smiled, once again in awe of the man she'd found herself falling for more and more for the past year, and stood on her toes to press a kiss to his jaw.

"You don't have to dunk me just to see my 'cute' reactions, mister." She scolded, prodding a finger against his rib cage and earning a soft gasp of surprise from the tanned man.

"Well, that's not fair. It's not fun if you expect it." He yelped as she splashed hun full in the face, spluttering as the girl he'd been with for so long proceeded to dunk him in response.

"You're right. It is more fun when you don't expect it." She giggled, brushing a strand of her (h/c) locks behind her left ear. As he resurfaced and glared after her she rolled her eyes and dove into the water, swimming across the pool. His eyes fell to the swell of her ass as they had been the whole time they'd been out, the boy swallowing thickly as his mouth suddenly felt dry.

Nick reached out and swam after her, smiling as they swam the length of the pool side by side. "You're beautiful, love." He hummed thoughtfully, grinning wider at the cute blush that flushed her face.

It had been a year and three months since they'd gotten together, 3 years since they'd met, and every day was full of sweet compliments, kind gestures, cuddles and the very rare kiss. Of course, this wasn't on (Y/N)'s shoulders, no, rather Nick's. The boy, despite his dominance when it came to staking his claim over his girlfriend and protecting her from strangers and pervs, was probably the most awkward and submissive man she'd ever met. She didn't dislike it, actually, she found him quite adorable. However, the lack of proper intimacy between the two was driving her hormones wild.

Today, coming to the pool, was her idea. See, she saw the nice weather in the middle of spring as a sign that taking her boyfriend to an empty pool on a Tuesday was a great idea. They'd come here often enough beforehand, so it wouldn't seem suspicious. (Y/N) made particularly sure to entice the man with her new swimsuit—a black and green horizontally striped two piece that accentuated her curves and her slightly thicker-than-average thighs. It was working, too, if the stares to her ass and breasts were anything to go by.

Smiling warmly after his compliment, (Y/N) turned to face the stairs, slowly climbing from the pool. Her hips swayed with each step up, water trickling down her spine and over the supple curves of her body. Nick inhaled sharply behind her, and it took every ounce of strength of will for her to subdue the smile pulling at her lips.

"Babe, Cmon, I wanna get home before the neighborhood kids get out of school." She cooed, wrapping a towel around her body and shielding the enticing view from her boyfriends dark eyes. Nick stumbled up the steps, his face flushed as he shifted his swim shorts around, coiling another towel around his waist. They gathered their things and exited the apartment pool, making their way up two flights of stairs to their own apartment.

(Y/N) followed close behind Nick, stumbling over her feet up the stairs and falling into his back with a gasp. The dark haired boy swallowed again feeling her breasts press into his back and her hands on his hips, his heart skipping a beat at the contact. "Y-You okay, love?" He stammered, clearing his throat as he steadied her and moved to unlock the door.

She cleared her throat and brushed herself off, her towel slipping just enough to show off her cleavage. "Yeah, just slipped a little. I'm okay." She smiles so innocently up at him, the guy could've sworn all the warmth left in him would've flooded his cheeks if it wasn't already swelling in his shorts. The door clicked open and the two stepped inside their shared apartment, dropping their keys and such by the door and moving towards their bedroom.

Knowing her boyfriend was looking for his own clothes to change into, (Y/N) buried herself in the closet, brushing her hair behind her shoulders. "Babe? Can you put the towels in the dryer for me?" She asked, dropping her towel by her feet in the process. She heard him hum in agreement, footsteps moving towards her to grab her towel from the floor. He stopped short as she suddenly slipped her swim suit top off, letting the soaked fabric plop to the floor. Her thumbs slipped under the sides of her bottoms, slowly wedging the fabric down her waist til it slipped the rest of the way to the floor.

"Nick?" She turned her head, her eyes taking in the sight of her boyfriend gazing at her with an open mouth and lust blown pupils, his shorts tented slightly. Giggling, the shorter female turned to face him completely, a hand on her hip and her bare self on full display. "Nick? Babe?" He blinked slowly and closed his mouth, swallowing thickly in a desperate attempt to steel himself.

"Y-Yeah? What?" His gaze snapped up to meet her (e/c) eyes, blushing and furrowing his brows in confusion at the grin that covered her lips. She stepped forward slowly, her fingers trailing over his chest and toying with his slowly drying curls.

"Why're you blushing, babe?" She cooed, eyes peering up at him through her long lashes, lips pouted slightly. She tilted her head, slowly guiding him backwards toward the bed. "Feeling shy?"

"I-I..." He gasped as his knees hit the bed, his ass meeting the sheets as he gazed up at her. Her nose nudged his, her fingers tracing the pulse point in his throat, and she draped a leg over his lap. "Y-You're j-just...."

"Just what, babe?"

He inhaled sharply and licked his lips, his brown eyes black with lust tracing her bare form once more. "Beautiful." Her breath hitched in her throat and she smiled warmly, her free hand guiding his chin up to face her.

"Kiss me, Nick." His lips met hers quickly, moving so slowly, yet so passionately, (Y/N) swore she could feel her own pulse on her tongue, pressed against the warm muscle in his mouth. Her fingers slotted into his hair, tugging lightly and eliciting a soft groan from the boy. He exhaled through his nose as she moved to straddle his thigh, her bare pussy pressed against his skin and startling the poor guy.

"W-Wait, (Y/N)—" She hushed him as he pulled away frantically, her gaze not leaving his. He panted slightly as he watched her, biting his lip as her hip began to slide forward and back over his thigh. "B-Babe."

"You do this to me." She murmured, hands on his shoulders now as she moved. His mouth snapped shut at her words, glancing down at her breasts as they swayed with her movements. (Y/N) gripped his shoulders tightly, rolling her hips faster as his thigh began to grow damp for reasons other than the pool. "You make me feel so hot. So needy. So naughty." Her words became mewls of pleasure, her eyes fluttering as her pussy slickened with the thoughts traversing her head. She reached up with one hand and toyed with her breasts, the boy beneath her groaning softly at the sight.

"I-I do this?" His voice was huskier now, raspier, almost as if he was struggling to speak at all. She nodded wordlessly, gasping as his hands came up to ghost over her hips. "W-What do you want me to do?"

"Touch me." She mewled, tilting her head back slightly. She reached down, grasping his larger hand and guiding it over her breasts, across her shoulder, curling his fingers around her throat. "Please, Nick." Squeeze. "O-Oh fuck!" Her hips jutted forward harshly, her thigh brushing his crotch and they both moaned loud and unfiltered. Her nails dug into his thigh now, stabilizing herself as she bucked and rode his thigh faster, harder. He squeezed her throat again and she nearly drooled, her eyelids fluttering from the pleasurable feeling. He squeezed a bit longer and her eyes filled with tears, pooling there and trickling down as she chanted his name in a hoarse whisper. "Nick, Nick, Nick..."

"Fuck." Slowly, she opened her eyes, harshly blinking through the tears to see the absolute euphoria on his face. His free hand was palming his crotch, outlining his cock through the damp fabric of his swim shorts and fisting the base.

"Let me help, Nick." Her hands pushed him to lay back, her hips lifting from his as she hovered over him. Carefully, she hooked her fingers around the waistband of his shorts and guided them halfway down his thighs, just far enough to free his erection. It wasn't too thick, but it was long enough to draw a moan from (Y/N)'s lips at the sight. "You're so hot." The Aussie boy whimpered slightly at her reaction, hands resting on her hips as she straddles him once more. Her fingers gently enveloped his cock, pressing the swollen head to her clit and nearly collapsing at the pressure. "F-Fuck, babe, oh my god."

Nick gently eased her forward, bucking his hips lightly to tease her entrance. "Please, love." He begged softly, a mere whisper in comparison to the loud moans that had left him before. She gazed down at him with such intense passion he had to bite his lip to hold back a whimper.

"Please what?" He whimpered softly and squeezed her hips lightly, bucking his own enough that the tip pressed against her eager hole. His doe brown eyes gazed up at her with desperation, his bare skin coated in sweat and his toes curled in anticipation.

"I need to be inside you. Please, (Y/N)." He moaned for her, and she grinned with a breathy sigh, sinking her hips down over his cock. They both hissed from the tight intrusion, quickly bottoming out despite the stretch. "S-So tight. So good." He murmured, panting slightly.

(Y/N) rolled her hips, watching his expression morph as he moaned sharply and arched his back, his eyes clenched shut. "Good boy. So full, you make me feel so full." She hummed, setting a slow and steady rhythm. His hands guided her hips forward a bit, keeping her rocking in his lap as he blinked away at the ecstasy fogging his mind.

Nick's gaze settled on her breasts, watching them bounce with each buck of her hips, the wet sounds of skin slapping and her cunt squeezing his cock filling the room. Her nails dug into his chest and her lips parted to exhale heavily. His own lips muttered her name incoherently, chest heaving and heart racing, skin flushed with heat.

"Wanna fill you." He mumbled, one arm now draped over his face and obscuring his expression from her view. She grunted and leaned down slightly, rolling her hips at a new angle that had him arching his back and crying out. "Please! Please, wanna breed you. Please, love!" His breathless, desperate pleads made her heart swell and her pussy clench, low moans leaving her own lips.

"Fucking fill me up, Nick. Fill me with your cum. Get me pregnant. I'm yours, baby, all yours." She replied, feeling his cock throb deep within her walls. Nick writhed and bucked, gripping her hips so tightly in one hand she knew her skin would be bruised, but she didn't care. (Y/N)'s thrusts grew more heavy, sloppier as she drew closer to her climax, her breasts pressed flushed against his chest now as he drew her into a hug. Taking over only for a short moment, his hips began to buck up into hers. Once, twice, three times, then Nick groaned her name and pressed up flush against her, filling her cunt with his seed. As he did so, (Y/N) stammered and clenched once more, her body trembling with her own orgasm.

Faces buried in each other's hair, bodies coated in sweat, cum pooling over their thighs, the duo held each other gently for awhile. Though it was a long silence as they calmed down from their highs, the two were content, nuzzling each other and sharing chaste kisses between words of affection. "I love you." They murmured repeatedly, cradling each other close.

It was a long day, and an even longer night, the couple wouldn't forget for a very long time.

#nick furcillo #the quarry #reader #male x female #oc #smut #hacketts quarry #travis hackett #laura kearney #max brinly #ryan erzahler #kaitlyn ka #dylan lenivy #abigail blyg #emma mountebank #jacob custos #requests #fluff #werewolf #my stuff #apocalypticnova #oneshot #request

[yingyue-draws]

Before I upload the maho souen Vox, just let me pist a picture of he and his beloved little star here(Yeah Vox is not Gay)

#incredibox #incredibox fanart #oc #art #original character #incredibox oc #monster high oc #monster high #male x female