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camgirlkaminari · 2 years

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scum villain makes me SO INSANE like it's the funniest book I've ever read and also if I think too hard about one character in particular my brain shorts out shies away from the thoughts like a slug might shy away from salt I will POSITIVELY DIE if I think too long about tlj JUST trying to understand people being betrayed by someone who he thought loved him losing everyone who was ever close to him BECAUSE of him I think too hard about yqy and how he will never get closure there will be no happiness for him zzl my little boy my big cheese my funtime guy who JUST wanted to be liked he was trying so hard to do good he's like that poem from the point of view of a cat that can't figure out what he did wrong why do his family keep leaving the house why can he never grow big like his brothers sqq never seeing his family again never acknowledging he had a family except in passing never being able to tell his husband about his first life having to keep that secret for the rest of his life to always have this weird terrible pain between them forever the sacrifices he made for luo binghe how he'll never be able to truly know og sqq's motivations how he just woke up and immediately took up the mantel of sqq despite knowing his fate WHAT was his life as shen yuan like to make him so quick to alter his whole identity WHY is he so good at acting and lying to everyone including himself just refers to himself as a listless pretty boy like he doesn't have the cleverest mind in the whole book!!!!! og sqq in the cave what must he have felt when he realized he wasn't strong enough to save lqg and knowing what people were going to say and being too proud and miserable to clear his own name binghe's "I hate! I hate myself!" scene I am SCREAMING binghe being unhealthily manipulative from DAY ONE up to the point where sqq realizes what he's done with xin mo the CAVE SEX SCENE??????????? don't get me STARTED on shang qinghua!!!!!!!! liu qingge!!!!!! BINGGE?????? it's like a wormhole in my head if I think too hard past sqq being the funniest mother fucker in two different universes and the premise of haha big demon hot for teacher mommy kink :))) I will DIE I will PERISH i am rabid I am biting and tearing and rending and howling!!!!!!

#do NOT get me started on how sqq is likely the most powerful man on the planet like YEAH hes not as magically strong as lqg and yqy #but hes insanely capable he took over for 6 HUNDRED WIVES like yeah my man is a battery pack i dont CARE how powerful the mushroom body was #this is how i sleep at night: i imagine that shen qingqiu is genuinely the au version of shen yuan #like sqh modeled him on this mean ass commenter #and i like to think this IF ONLY for the sake of sqq's sect brothers & sisters #hes BASICALLY the same guy with all the same quirks and annoying behaviors except without all the fucking trauma #hes still nitpicky and nasty in his way and he still thinks hes managing to hide his emotions but actually he NEVER could fully #what a relief for them!!!#and in the same vein that shen yuan. who MUST be an INSANELY clever guy in his life #had he endured the same torment as og sqq he would be just as bad!!!#do you think sy was lacking in enrichment in his enclosure & thats why he took to sqq so well. hes so clever and good at absorbing new info #like actually becoming sqq was good for his brain like a tiger born in captivity being released into the wild #svsss #svsss spoilers #wall of text #SORRY!!!! I NEEDED TO GET IT OUT!!!!#the good thing about svsss: all the women have way better endings than in pidw. the bad thing: all the trauma catching up w repressed men.#ugh

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flickeringflame216 · 7 months

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Blessings!

#I always forget to do these when I'm actually FEELING joy!#usually it's when I'm sad and need to remember that I'm blessed despite what my emotions are saying #anyway there are so many I can think of rn!#started DSOM Bible classes yesterday and I am PUMPED also my profs are sweethearts all of them #and I'm in class with my dad and a bunch of other people I love dearly from my church #got to chat with Dad on the drive home and that was nice because we hadn't really gotten to in awhile #I could write paragraphs about the blessings of yesterday tbh #as for today I have homework to do :D #and I just had the loveliest cup of tea #(earl grey with honey vanilla cinnamon and milk in my best beloved mushroom mug)#also God is teaching me again that it's ok to ask people for help. my brain is so mean sometimes but where does my help come from?#that's right the maker of heaven and earth so the 3 lb lump in my head has to yield right of way methinks #I am thankful for all this and for all the people in my life who love so well and so persistently #and for God who loves me most and best and enough to teach me hard lessons

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seaoreos · 6 months

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the funniest thing about being bi and having a self-shipper partner + qpp who are both mainly/exclusively attracted to men is that when they see a neat woman they immediately look at me and go ‘bee you should selfship with her’ I love it

#sea thoughts #I’m some form of Demiro I think so crushes are hard to come by and especially ones that stick #so it makes me kinda sad in a way bc I wanna have fun and kiss fictional guys too!#I mean I already kind of do. Moxxi Borderlands is… c.cool #and also Holly and Butler :o) it’s polyamory btw. So cool #also I kind of wanna make an oc to kiss Mama amnesty?? That would be fun. I like her #why do I have like. A specific thing for women with thick southern accents who have butch swag.#I could also kiss Aubrey n Hollis too methinks.#also weirdly enough I have the instinct to ship my adventure time oc Princess wizard with raggedy princes??#she deserves someone who will listen to her poetry #I think it’s pretty neat :o)#also the Mad Moxxi kissing would be ESPECIALLY FUNNY considering my boys selfship with HANDSOME JACK LMAO #The image of two couples walking side by side and the one person from each looks over at each other in absolute disgust with the #bisexual flag overlayed on top of them and an arrow pointing to them that reads ‘exes’. It’s that #the oc concept I have is a . I don’t remember the name for mushroom specific biologist rn but they’re that #That almost fucking died and fused with a sentient mushroom colony. Normal Pandora moment #they met Moxxi (before almost dying) because they went to her bar for (and guess what)#A PLACE TO WORK WHERE THEY WOULDNT BE BOTHERED LMAO #THEY JUST LIKED THE BG NOISE AND WERE LIKE “ok well I mean. It’s moxxi’s. People are here for… reasons. If I just sit all the way in the #back here where it’s dim people will leave me alone.”#And I think they end up staying til closing and moxxi almost misses the fact they’re there before she’s like “???who tf is this lanky littl #nerd doing WORK back here?? AT MAD ME’S?? HELLO?”#ohbmu god they’re rhack but yuri and less toxic. That was on accident. Oh my god #anyways something something a line from a fic I read once #”the only people allowed in the back room at Moxxi’s were either very generous donators or people who were as cute as a button”#Um. Yea #If you know what fic it is don’t look at me #I’m 18 now I do what I want. Bitch #Anywaysss back 2 work

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lizard-dumbass · 1 year

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I'm just gonna say it. pineapple on pizza is over-hated

#like COME ON its not that bad #and besides who cares what people put on their pizza #it's just pizza toppings stop making it into such a big deal #like. i fucking hate mushrooms but i genuinely couldnt give less of a shit about the fact that some ppl like mushrooms on their pizza #just because you dont like pineapple pizza that doesnt mean you get to gatekeep what should and shouldnt be put on pizza #hell you could put marshmallows on pizza and i wouldnt care #just let people have their own pizza preferences ffs #lizard-dumbass talks about stuff #text post

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questfriendspodcast · 2 years

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Emily did some ink art of Mallea! Now you can look at a mushroom while on mushrooms.

#quest friends #quest friends!#quest friends hereafter #mushroom #ink #ink artwork #detailed ink #i didn't mean ink like a tatoo #but could you imagine what a sleeve of this would look like?

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equiites · 2 years

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@astrolisms replied ; HAHAAHAHAH -----I'M DYING .... pls... she had no choice... probably!

THIS is the face of a man who is too tired to deal with this-

Also this is diluc too:

#astrolisms #;ooc #ooc #HE'S DONE !!#WHAT DO U MEAN SHE HAD NO CHOICE SHE COULD HAVE LIKE?? ASKED HIM?? HE WOULDN'T HAVE SAID NO???#AOIRUEIOTRO #d.iluc watchin m.ona walking over his roof like a clumsy duck and trying not to roll over as she picks the mushrooms be like;;#:standing man emoji:

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mushroomidentifierbot · 4 months

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Just so everyone is aware:

An international group of qualified mushroom identifiers who do worldwide identification in emergency cases have identified the Shroomers App as a potentially very dangerous system that could kill you if you try to use it to identify edible mushrooms. They use AI to generate almost all of their content, including their identification profiles on their app as well as their books and other materials. Not only is this unethical from a content creation standpoint, it is also extremely dangerous.

DO NOT USE APPS FOR IDENTIFICATION PURPOSES BEYOND SIMPLE CURIOSITY. A MISTAKE WHEN IDENTIFYING AN EDIBLE COULD COST YOU YOUR LIFE. DO NOT EAT ANY FORAGED MUSHROOM YOU CANNOT IDENTIFY YOURSELF BY SIGHT OR HAS BEEN IDENTIFIED IN PERSON BY SOMEONE WHO CAN.

ONLY BUY BOOKS FROM REPUTABLE SOURCES AND AT THIS POINT THAT MEANS ASKING EXPERIENCED PEOPLE WHAT BOOKS THEY USE.

Mushrooms are fun, amazing organisms. Enjoy safely.

#mushroom #mushroom identification #mushrooms #fungus #fungi #macrofungi #shrooms #mycology #shroomersapp #shroomers app #shroomers #mycophobia

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arolesbianism · 2 months

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Management games my beloved I <3 tormenting lil guys for my benefit

#rat rambles #I decided to give lob corp a try recently since my siblings have been playing it and Ive been having fun #but I also keep getting distracted thinking abt how oni characters would manage here #I have been deliberately not reading the story stuff since quite frankly Im not in the market for new blrobos rn #but I know bits and pieces from my siblings being obessed with the project moon universe and cast #I do like hod and the girl twin from what I do know abt them they do feel a bit like me bait #Ill probably go through the dialogue at some point in the future but probably not anytime soon #Im not making that mistake again after I slipped into the oni rabbit hole from One lore log Im not testing fate again #but hey on the bright side I get to get attached to my lovely lil employees as I repeatedly send them to their deaths #hey my strongest guy became the strongest by being my test dummy to rly I did him a favor #well the downside is that hes the only one I trust with my two waw abnos but realistically others could handle it too #hes not my only level five employee he just got there first and is my reliable lil boy #well I do have a teeny bit of a problem with the fact that I also have a mushroom thing that Im pretty sure is also a waw #I messed around with it a lil bit in a day I ended up resetting for unrelated reasons and from what little I gathered it seems like it #could be real annoying especially if by 'three non insight works in a row are done' it means for everything and not just itself #it seems to have a similar effect to a different abno I have that's a tree that tries to eat ppl but probably a bit worse #the reason I reset that day was because little red broke out while I was also messing around with a scarecrow guy #and I kinda just let things play out for a bit for funsies and when I looked back at the mushroom there was an enemy outside #so Im guessing it lures in ppl like the tree and then tranforms them into enemies #the tree seemingly in theory has benefits to letting ppl get eated according to the guidelines but Im gonna take a shot in the dark and #guess the mushroom is not going to provide fun benefits #I mean in theory if I just work with it only once in a while it should be fine but Im gonna leave it until I finish my abno backlog #Im finally almost done with the stupid scarecrow that bastard caused way more problems for me than it should have #my guys can easily take it when it breaches but the problem is little red #honestly little red is a quite the problem for me in general because of their counter lowering when another abno breaches #this is mostly a problem because I still have to do quests around supressing abnos #and lemme tell you my guys cannot take little red at all #I also have had king of greed breach but at least with her you can easily play the stalling game #maybe I should find out how the bounty deal works and if I could utilize that for the mission #oh yeah I also have the fire girl since I missclicked which is disappointing because shes low level and boring boooo

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coneboyy · 5 months

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EVERY SINGLE TIME I SPOT BIG, BROWN MUSHROOMS WHILE SHOPPING, I WANNA MAKE STUFFED MUSHROOMS.

and i wholeheartedly blame MJF for that.

#mjf #text #mushrooms i guess #he could stuff my mushrooms if u yknow what i mean ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

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ithinkimfaking · 27 days

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One of my hobbies is listening to the tma q&a with jonny and Alex and clipping out bits that I'm like, this is just martin and Jon bickering. The girls are fighting. This conversation could happen in season 5 and I would not bat an eye.

[VD: An excerpt from The Magnus Archives Season 5 Q&A Part 2. Jonny Sims stutters, "... stuff like, it's just, it's just horrible," but Alex J. Newall speaks over him in a disagreeing, emphatic tone and says, "Ah, now you’re— Nothing wrong with a good mold. You can do a lot with a good mold. Also, the Corruption is a Power that you can kick. So I'm okay, I'm okay with The Corruption, doesn't bother me."

Jonny asks, "What do you mean it's a Power you can kick?" and Alex responds casually, "'Oh no, creepy mushroom.' Kick it." Jonny splutters and says, "Yeah, no, what-- You can't kick it-- Like, if the mold has buried into your flesh—" Alex repeats, "'Oh no, creepy mold.' Kick it."

Jonny argues, "If you are rotting, you can’t just... kick your own rot out." Alex says brightly, "Yeah, you can. Kick it." Jonny says wearily "Okay." Alex repeats, "The Corruption is a Power that can be kicked. I have-- I have no time for it." Jonny hums argumentatively and says, "Disagree," making Alex laugh. End VD]

Described by @princess-of-purple-prose

#the magnus archives #tma #jonathan sims #martin blackwood

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youronlydarlin · 3 months

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warning: Sex pollen :), noncon/dubcon, some of them are mean on this one, horny desperate men going insane for your hole, not proofread 😭

Jus' over here havin thoughts about sex pollen infecting your favorite boy man

Finding yourself in the middle of a botched mission, you desperately try to open the door that separates you from your lover. You can hear him hacking, n coughing on the other side. N'd your sweet soul's nearly crying at the thought of what's happening to him. Is he dying !? Pink gas escapes from under the door and you don't even have the time to react before it suddenly opens.

Captain John Price who tries keep some of his composure. You must commend him for it, really. But you turn around to see if the coast's still clear and that's all it takes for his composure to break. Before you knew it you're being lifted into the air. Back pressed tightly against your Captain's chest while he holds you up with the back if your knees. He's got you in a full nelson :( And all of a sudden there's a knife in his hands. You cry out at the thought of what he could do to you but you're silenced the moment he uses it to rip an opening through your trousers, all the while he's rutting against your ass, cause he's just so pent up. Oh, you have to understand!

His dick is inside of you the moment it's freed. Tries to be considerate about it, gives you a few seconds to adjust before he's drilling into you with wild abandon. Fucks you so deep, there's a bulge in your tummy and spots in your vision. Sinks to the floor with you the moment he cums, holding you close to his chest and trying to come up with a decent enough explanation.

Simon "Ghost" Riley who let's out a loud grunt before falling on top of you. The impact makes your head spin, and it momentarily knocks the wind out of your lungs. His body crushes yours beneath the concrete floor and you don't have time to recover before the feeling of phantom hands start to roam your body. And you can no longer blame it on your fall, because your trousers are being ripped away by rough gloved hands.

Poor, little, you can't even object when he wrestles you into a mating press :( Shoving two of his thick digits inside of you with no warning. He's moving them in a scissoring motion, and you cant help but cry at the dry, and painful insertion. He's so mean!

"Shhh, puppy... 'I need this..." Doesn't even say please! Doesn't even give you a warning before the mushroom tip of his cock is breaching past your entrance. It's definitely way thicker than his fingers, and a lot more harder to get used to. He uses your bunched up knees as leverage to fuck you deeper, n deeper till your pretty eyes roll to the back of your skull.

He sounds like an animal when he cums. Growling pure filth to your ear while he grinds his dick inside you. Ready for a round 2?

Johnny "Soap" Mactavish who doesn't even wait. He was already hard as a fucking rock, hearing your cute voice cry out for him on the other side of the door. But now that it's opened, the only thing in his mind is dicking you down till your addicted to his cock.

Very impatient. You're literally like a ragdoll to him and he jus' manhandles you so you're face down, ass up :(

Shoves his fingers in your mouth while pulling your trousers down. He eats you out like a man starved. Like this was going to be his first, and last meal. Not a moment later and he's bullying your hole with his fat cock. Babbling nonsense about how fucking tight you are and how he's "waited to do this for so long". But he cums, and he cums deep.

The definition of painting your insides white.

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick who looks like he's in so much pain. Unlike the other boys he tells you not to get close. He's not right in the head, can't you see that?? But you're sweet. Too sweet, and he wonders if you taste just the same. He's wetting his lips before knows it. He feels terrible. Eye fucking you while you're just trying to get him to talk about what's happening. Is he ok? He's not dying, is he? Tell me where it hurts, please.

You fret over him, and he's never felt such embarrassment in his life before. He feels bad, looking down at the massive tent in his pants. But he feels worse when he's pushing you against the wall. He's tried to hold back. Really, he did. But there's just so much a man like him can take in a situation like this. And he's trying to whisper apologies to you while he hasn't fully lost himself.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, just please....Fffuck–let me fuck you. Please..."

He's so desperate n'd whiney. As if he's not making your thighs shake and your brain into goo. He's fucking your mouth with his tongue, sturdy hands grabbing hold of your legs and wrapping them around his firm waist.

It's all too much. You're brain moving slower than your mouth can say "slow down". In a second he's got your trousers to the side, and his pants bunched up on his knees. He's shaking so much you're worried he might topple over. But he doesn't. Instead he slams his hips directly into yours. Your mouth opening in a silent scream.

He cums the moment he gets his dick in you. He's just so sensitive, ok :( And he doesn't stop at just one round, not even two. Three and his cum's leaking out of you, staining the floor and both of your thighs. Still moving his hips like a man possessed. Four, you're nearly passed out. And there's a slight bump in your stomach from where you're sure his cock, and cum is.

Head lying limp on your shoulder, you wonder how many times you've cummed already, or if this was even going to end. He smiles at you, so brightly he looks like your Kyle again. But he's kissing the side of your mouth before biting at your lips.

"Jus one more. Jus' one more, I promise..."

a/n: I literally don't know what bought this on. Are the parts where I lost motivation obvious? Yes? Ok. Fuck Some characters parts are longer than others I'm so sorry 😭 This has been rotting in my drafts for about 2 days. Hope you enjoy this more than I do 😞. Eat up, my loves!

Yours, truly,

–dolly

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gremlingottoosilly · 2 months

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Horsin' around (Centaurus!Konig x fem!Reader)

Konig is exiled from his people. You are exiled from yours. Together, you make about 6 legs and a perfect pair. Tags and CW: Size kink (duh), Centaurus!Konig(horse cocks), Konig is awkward, slight dub-con, power imbalance, belly bulge, praise kink, monster fucking. Thanks @kneelingshadowsalome for the prompt! AO3| Word count: 3016

Centaurus are not wild animals. You keep repeating it to yourself as you come deeper and deeper into the forest. You keep mumbling it to yourself as you feel the eyes watching you. judging you. Centaurus are not wild animals even if sometimes they behave like one. Not like you’re any different, any better – you’re a human, invading the sacred forests. You’re a human who is dumb enough to go foraging into the depths of their territory. Centaurus are not wild animals, but you don’t feel that repeating the same sentence over and over makes it sound any more convincing. You feel the danger in the air – with each step you take, with each fallen tree you’re stepping over. With every attempt to simply run ending up not working, you know you got lost. Long abandoned the basket you came with – you don’t recognize a single berry that grows here, not a mushroom or even some edible plant pieces to be found. This place is devoid of animals, of flowers – like something just snatched it all away. Ate it all, maybe. You don’t want to think what kind of creature could cause a migration like this. You don’t need to think though. Because the creature finds you first.

You yelp in a mix of surprise and horror when the arrow flies right in front of you, the skill of the archer is high enough to make the arrow cut down a few bits of hair in front of your eyes. If you were a mere millimeter closer, you’d be dead. If he wanted you dead, you’d be dead. This much is obvious. You freeze in place, not daring to move an inch when you hear it. Loud, not even bothering to conceal the sound of it – the creature was confident enough that the prey wouldn’t run. Not the creature, you correct yourself immediately. Centaurs are not animals, they are closer to humans than a lot of other monster types – with their strength and warrior culture, you’d say that they are even more humans than citizens of the village who forced you out.

The centaur doesn’t even bother to hide himself from you, concealing the sounds of heavy hooves on the ground or evading the branches that crunched against his body. This is exactly what made you surprised when you understood that instead of a rough, but mostly handsome face that most centaurus tend to have, you’re met with a black hood which only spared two holes for the icy-blue eyes staring back at you.

Is he a grim reaper? An executioner for other centaurus? Would that mean you don’t have to worry unless your lower part resembles a horse?

You take a quick look at your bottom half. Not a horse.

Centaur reapers the gesture, looking at his bottom half too. Definitely a horse.

You decide to speak first, hoping to find words that would work just fine to be your last.

— I am really sorry for intru…

— This is not the sacrifice season yet.

Ah, well.

The people from your village believe the centaurs to be sacred – despite them being monsters they knew a lot about, they were still given sacrifices. Food, some farm animals, especially fatty pieces of meat, and fancy jewels along with some weapons. Centaurus kept the worst predators at bay, herding the wolves to be their pets and sometimes driving deer and rabbits away to the village. They kept you protected from werewolves and orcs – with a meager payment of never touching the sacred grounds.

You just stepped into the deepest, most protected part of the forest. You wonder if you would deserve a peaceful death.

— It’s not. I…I made a mistake.

No, you wanted to be here. When the village decided to drive you out, you thought that foraging in the part of the forest, untouched by humans, would be the most profitable thing. Centaurus won’t take berries anyway, right? But they might just take your life.

— A mistake?

He tilts his hooded head to the side. It’s such a boyish expression, that you almost let go of a nervous giggle. Perhaps, you were going crazy…but the centaur seemed a bit nervous. As seasoned as he looked – with battle scars covering his body and a bit of silver mixed with his ginger fur on the horse part – he seemed almost awkward standing here. Tapping one of his hooved legs like a nervous child. Squeezing the bow in his hands with vigor that made you scared he will just snap it in half.

— I just wanted to take some food.

— Is there a hunger?

— No.

— Humans aren’t allowed in these parts. Why would you go if not out of despair?

You gulp.

— I…am not allowed back.

— Why?

Because you’re a forest witch who will doom them all, according to the village of a horse people worshippers. Because you’re a monster in disguise who keeps straling babies, according to the village that uses the best pieces of food to feed the horse people who can take of themselves just fine, instead of feeding it to the orphaned children. Because you’re a whore who refuses to accept the new type of sacrifices – the virgins of the village as a breeding material for the Centaurus, according to the village filled with people who would gladly push a poor virgin out in the forest once she turned of age, so she could be mauled by horse people.

— We had…mutual disagreement.

You stare at the mighty body of the centaur. You fight the urge to get your hands down his torso, play with its short hairs, and…you were always a bit of a horse girl. Wondering if he is strong enough to lift you up and get you somewhere safe, somewhere far far away from here.

Centaur has this weird, almost boyish tone. Deep and yet, sounds just a bit deranged. Unhinged. Like he is going to maul you any second – and judging by the bow and arrow still in his hands, he might not be wrong. You lick your lips. He stares at them – or at least you think he is. Hood only reveals his eyes and you can already get lost in them. Cold, like the northern sea, Like the snow outside. You thought all mythical creatures were supposed to be warm-blooded.

— You’re exiled then.

He isn’t asking. Centaurus are omnipotent and wise, they should know about human affairs more than humans themselves. You made them into sort of gods – you shouldn’t be surprised that this guy knows way more than he should. Somehow, you still feel safer around him than other humans – and maybe, it’s more of a you problem. Maybe, you ended up eating some of the weird berries and it’s just your hallucinations before you die.

— I am.

He takes a step back. He is big – all of them are, you suppose, but, somehow, he is bigger than he should be. Giant, muscular torso on top of an already muscular and big horse part – he can pick you up, throw you, and break you with one finger, probably. No, definitely. You don’t want to give him a reason to, so you just stay in place. Hoping he wouldn’t deem your trespassing as a matter worthy of a torturous death.

— My name is König, human. Repeat, ja?

The name feels weird on your tongue. Rude, sharp. You don’t want to call him wrong and receive his wrath, so you try your best to repeat this.

— Ko-nig. Ja?

You tilt your head to the side, a curious little bird. Centaur – König, König, König – squints his eyes like he is smiling. You made the god smile. The horse god. The horseman. Just…man. If you don’t look down, where you already see something giant and heavy standing between his horse legs, you could forget that he isn’t a man at all.

Suddenly, you feel light. Suddenly, you feel your legs dangling in the air as you were picked up and bumped into the broad chest. Suddenly, you feel hands everywhere. On your ass, under it, touching your chest, your stomach, trying to get to the best position so you would stop moving constantly and trying to get out. You don’t want to fight him because you’re already in the air and falling right now could result in a broken neck – but you don’t want to be suspended in the air either. You whimper, pathetic sound escaping your lips as you feel calloused hands pressing on your mound. Traveling down your stomach and touching, squeezing, petting your delicate parts.

You spend so much time without a gentle hand or a soft touch, you can feel yourself dripping on the fingers of a centaur. Embarrassing, yes – but you know that if he were to proceed, you wouldn’t really resist.

And oh, he proceeds.

— They finally send us proper sacrifices.

He mumbles it into your hair, taking in your smell. You’re nice for a human – not scared of him too much, not trying to ran away or fight. Humans are usually just annoying insects under his hooves, but König can feel your face growing on him. Your body, too. Too weird for other Centaurus, never being able to find a proper mate who could take his lack of social awareness, he found himself mounting a human. His tribe would call him pathetic. His tribe would laugh.

Then again, he is the first to get such a delicate little gift. Who is laughing now?

You aren’t crying in his hands, and he is a bit surprised. You smell like a proper mate, like a good bitch in heat just for him – yet, you’re not falling on your knees to present your dripping cunt. You’re just trying to whimper to ask him to be gentler, and he is happy to oblige. Calm enough to listen to you. Ripping your pants apart because this is such a useless piece of clothing – concealing your rich smell from him.

König doesn’t waste any time when he dips his finger across your swollen folds. Playing with the slick running down his wrist, smiling as you are closing your eyes and pressing your head in his chest. He is strong enough to keep you suspended in the air without a care in the world. Weak human, he would have to spend so much time preparing you for him – taking his cock would be a task no sacrifice ever competed before.

König stares at your dripping pussy that is already clenching around nothing just because his fingers are pressing on the hood of your little clit, and he knows you’d be the perfect wife for him. Taking him properly as his mate, moaning as his cum fills you up. he can’t wait – knows that he should, preparing you properly. His hooves are beating the ground in impatience as his fingers slide in and out of your pussy. You spread your legs, moaning louder. Such a filthy whore for him.

— Relax, human. Be a good mate.

— This isn’t what I wa…

— Quiet. Such a good…good girl, Schatz. Will bring me strong children.

— We can’t have sex. It’s im…impossible.

You whimper, trying to squeeze your legs, to shut his hand. You only moan louder, knowing that you would accept everything he gives you, and ask for more.

You don’t want to imagine his cock entering you over and over, forcing its way past your walls and making you round and soft with his children. It’s a foreign concept – centaurus shouldn’t mate with humans, it should be physically impossible. Yet, you almost want to try. A breeding mare, made for one and only.

König gets you on…something. It isn’t exactly a natural thing – a pile of stones and trees, perfect height for you to lay your back on, with some soft leaves and animal skins to rest comfortably. His hands support you on the perfect height and you immediately know what he construction is. A mating stand. Probably for other centaurus – but you feel almost fine laying on it too. Almost normal. Your muscles sting as you try to rest your legs and then spread them wide enough for König to stay between them. He is a big guy, after all. He turns you around, on your tummy. Ass in the air, you don’t like not seeing him. The heavy musk fills your nostrils, making you suddenly aware of what is about to happen – you’re wet, spread enough on his fingers, calloused fingertips scrubbing your gummy walls from the inside. He is fingering you with ease, but it doesn’t feel like a man with experience – he is touching and probing like he doesn’t know what he is doing and, honestly, you kinda like it. He is exploring your body with his and you moan, not caring that you sound like a whore. Humans have already abandoned you as part of society – you might as well just take it. — I will prepare you.

— It won’t fit… — It will, Schatzen. You’ll get used to it. — What if I break?

— I will be careful. Trust me, ja?

Even his fingers are a bit much when he enters your body with a third digit. One, two, three – you are about to burst when he is massaging your G-spot, when he is smiling in your hair and gets you so aroused just on it alone. You’re about to cum when he slowly extracts his fingers, deeming your sloppy cunt as explored enough. Your walls are clenching around nothing, a beautiful display of desire – maybe, it was the right call that humanity abandoned you. König looks at the perfect centraius whore on display and he can’t wait to claim you. To make you his.

He is exiled from other centaurus.

You are exiled from humans.

What a beautiful fucking pair.

He enters your body slowly deliberately. Regrets it immediately – you are wonderful. Too perfect to be this slow, being soft with you is torture. Your walls accept him with a stretch, like a warm glove around his cock. Slowly shifting, softening, straddling his cock with each inch he buries in the depth of your warm, weeping cunt. He can’t touch you, as unfortunate as this is – dumb horse body is making it impossible, even looking at you is hard enough on his neck. He wants to mount you properly, but you’re simply too fucking small. Wants to touch your hair, to whisper some encouragement that human women would probably love to hear – but he can only breath heavily and enter you, one painful centimeter after the other.

— T…too much, too much, please, I can’t, it’s… You whimper, you cry, it breaks his damned heart because you don’t deserve this. You need to be treated with care, with softness and yet, he can’t give you that. He wants so much to just put you in his arms and hug you, but that would be impossible. König will give you all the coddling in the world after you’re done. After he is sure that you received all the possible breeding and seed he could gave you.

— Quiet, human. It would be nice soon.

— It’s not…

— Touch yourself, please, bitte. I can’t…can’t touch you. But you will feel better.

Your hand goes between your legs, playing with yourself. Spreading your folds around his cock even more, fingers sliding past your clit. Touching the little button and hoping it would be enough to make you aroused – and it is. Your cunt is a mess of your own juices mixed with König’s pre cum, and you already know that you won’t be walking the next couple days.

König bottoms with a deep sigh, and you feel him in your stomach. Bulging with his giant cockhead, making the outline of his cock visible – you touch it with shock, not understanding how your organs are even in place.

He starts moving and you finally feel it – the burning pleasure setting fire in the pit of your stomach. the excess liquid pouring from your damp cunt, moans spreading from your lips. You never felt this way with a human before – then again, no human cock would ever be able to compete with König. He can reach the parts of your body that you never knew existed, and the mix of pheromones and musk is making you dizzy. Light-headed. You don’t even need to touch yourself more to feel the height of your orgasm, building in as rapidly as König’s thrusts.

In, forcing its way to hit your cervix gently, massaging the sore spots of your tight pussy.

Out, grazing over your inner walls, touching all the buttons.

In again, filling you up with his pre-cum. Moaning loud enough for the whole forest to hear.

Out, dragging you back with him, as you’re still impaled on his cock.

— S…so perfect for me. Scheisse, so pretty… He can’t touch you and it breaks his heart. König goes to praise you instead – words feel awkward on his tongue, but he knows you need to heart it. He wants you to hear it, wants you to fee wanted, entitled. Soft. He smiles when you whimper and moan, milking him for his orgasm. Your cunt is made for him and he wants to spend every waking moment buried inside of it. Gods, you are a perfect sacrifice.

He is coming embarrassingly fast, pumping his giant cock even deeper into your pussy. Filling you up with hot cum that can’t even stay inside of your cunt. Leaking everywhere, you two are making a mess – you breath heavily, not understanding what is right and wrong anymore. Only knowing, remembering the shape of his cock. Pushing in and out, forcing its way in. God, you feel full. And ridiculous. And so, so perfect with his cock slowly starting to pump you again. And again. Konig came embarrassingly fast, but only because this is just the first orgasm in a row. Forcing its way inside, you are overstimulated already – but you will take him, of course, obviously. You have to.

König is going to enjoy breeding a new clan out of you.

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