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str4wbaeby · 1 month
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𝓶𝓸𝓷 𝓪𝓶𝓸𝓾𝓻
ᵒᵇˢᵉˢˢᵉᵈ ᶠᵉᵐᵃˡᵉ ᵇᵉˢᵗ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ ˣ ᶠᵉᵐᵃˡᵉ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ
with your wrists pinned above your head, one of Azusa's knees pryed open your plush thighs as her soft figure pressed up against yours.
she smashed her lips against yours, in a fruitful attempt of tasting you. you could taste hints of her cherry flavoured lipgloss; the typical sweet and fruity flavour tasting awfully bitter on your tongue. her tongue made it's way past your plump lips as Azusa cupped your delicate face with her slender fingers; tongue intertwining with yours while she slowly sucked on it. the slimy pink appendage, explored every inch of your mouth cavern as you struggled to breathe.
a string of saliva connected you two, as she ultimately let go of your face; finally giving you a moment to breathe. your lungs filled with oxygen, while Azusa's fingers found it's rightful place around your already perked up nipples. cupping the two soft mounds of your breasts, she dipped her tongue into the middle of your left breast as her other hand played with the right one; twisting and pinching the two aroused buds as she alternated between swirling her tongue around them.
your breathy moans caught her attention as arousal grew in your nether regions. slowly removing her hands from your tender breasts, now littered in bite marks and hickeys, her fingers made it's way towards your lower abdomen. she teasingly played with the edge of your panties, before gradually diving in, to feel how slick your pussy has become.
"you are already so wet for me, my sweet girl", Azusa pointed out, licking her lips as you looked away; a shade of dusty pink coating your cheeks.
"my fingers went in so easily. I turn you on so much, don't I?" she murmured huskily, slipping two fingers into your wet core as she slid them deeper and deeper. her thumb played with your throbbing clit as the two digits soon found your g spot, repeatedly hitting the sensitive spot, sending jolts of electricity through your spine.
your mind was quick to become hazy, only focusing on how Azusa pleasured your sticky heat. you could feel yourself getting close as a series of moans and whimpers left your throat, many of which conatined Azusa's name.
your honey brown eyes glistened, beads of sweat gathering on your forehead, tongue lolling out as your head threw back on the pillow from the pleasure. "awww, is my baby close?" Azusa taunted, her fingers picking up their pace.
"won't you cum for me, my doll? c'mon now! mommy's getting impatient to taste her baby", Azusa cooed in your ears. you soon felt yourself climaxing on her fingers, after receiving the final incentive; back arching from the intense orgasm. she gently removed her fingers from your core; sucking on them, as your juices coated her tongue.
"aren't you a pretty little thing? all spread out, just for me" 🧡
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her-bonedaddy · 11 months
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yandere-1-fandom · 8 months
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An Extraterrestrial Disaster!
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After a malfunction onboard her spaceship, astronaut Y/F/N awakens from a 300-year cryosleep to find herself in an alien temple on a distant planet far from Earth. She is both awed and terrified to discover that she has become the central figure in an ancient tribal war between extraterrestrial beings: four-armed, four-eyed alien primates called the Macaquar.
Their society is divided into two factions: The Surya, led by the charismatic and cunning Sun Wukong, who venerate the sun; and the Nyx, led by the wise and stoic Liùěr Míhóu, who pay their respects to the moon. The two factions are at a constant war, their rivalry fueled by their mutual obsession with Y/N, whom they believe is the Goddess of Light prophesied in legends.
While Y/N had been encapsulated in her hibernation pod, referred to by the Macaquar as the 'Crystal Egg', generations of leaders from both factions have struggled to free her, convinced that a matrimonious union with the Light would bring eternal prosperity to their clan. Y/N's sudden awakening has only intensified their infatuation and power struggle.
Y/N's only friend is A.N.G.E.L., her intelligent, fish-like AI companion; who managed against all odds to survive the crash. A.N.G.E.L. is not only her guide in this foreign land, but also her only possible chance of escape.
As Y/N navigates this strange world and it people, she learns more about the root of their conflict, and in a twist of fate, Y/N discovers hidden secrets that might ultimately save her or end in bloodshed.
In the midst of her daring plan, Y/N finds that both Sun Wukong and Liùěr Míhóu infatuation with her adds more opposition on her journey for freedom.
Will Y/N escape the clutches of obsession?
Or...
Will she become forever trapped as a pawn in someone else's game?
The fate of an entire civilization and her own hangs in the balance.
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I'm finally set on the idea of making this into a story. I don't know how long it will be, but i'm gonna try... key word there.
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cobaltdogteeth · 7 days
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Credit D_D___oO
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imallyoursssss · 10 months
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put a pretty collar around my neck
tie my hands and legs
keep me on a leash
let me be your cute little puppy
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yandengeless · 2 years
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I don't want a religion unless it's the one you created.
You are the only god I believe in and need. I'll be your only and most important saint, my love. And I'll gouge out the eyes of all who dare to sin, all for you.
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terminal-cannibal · 1 year
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eating your heart and eating your liver and eating your lungs and eating your whole body because I love you so much I just want to consume you.
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itzy-pitzy · 6 days
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The first try:
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The second one: (still not finished but more detailed)
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I still love angst ♡♡♡
:3
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anne-chloe · 4 months
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Trust Me | Four |
Jareth/Goblin King x F! Reader
Summary : As Sarah's next door neighbour, you're often Mrs Williams' last resort as a babysitter. Sarah had never liked this, but she can be extremely unreliable at times. One stormy night, Sarah grows frustrated with her baby brother and babysitter, resulting in saying a phrase that she later wants to take back. Now, you are stuck in The Goblin Kings realm with little hope to returning home again, unless Sarah can reach the castle and defeat Jareth in time.
How much time had passed?
You continued to wander through the castle. Every room you entered posed no trick, no game. You were growing restless and tired of rousing suspicion, but you couldn't help but feel that Jareth was guiding you into a false sense of security.
Though, you tried to remain optimistic and to continue trusting him. If that's what it took to properly navigate the castle and find Tobey, then that's exactly what you forced yourself to do.
The sound of music became louder and louder, until eventually you entered what appeared to be a Throne Room.
It was large, and there were various shaped Goblins in every inch of the room. You peered around nervously, realising that they hadn't yet noticed your presence. Or, if they had, they didn't seem to care much.
A catchy drum beat made the Goblins dance freely, a blessing in disguise as you began slowly backing out of the room. Surely you weren't supposed to be here, and you had taken a wrong turn at some point? You wanted to trust that Jareth was leading you to the correct place, but he left no clues or physical guidance, only tricks and traps to trip you up if you took a wrong turn.
Then, just as you vanished from sight, your eyes caught sight of the colours red and white. You paused, fingers gripping the doorframe as recognition flashed in your eyes.
It was Tobey.
You gasped loudly, relief flooding through you. He was in the very centre of all the Goblins, sitting on the floor and looking very unsettled. He rubbed his eyes furiously, indicating that he wanted to sleep, but the ruckus caused by the Goblins was preventing him from doing so.
You didn't want to be seen by these Goblin creatures, but you couldn't just leave Tobey to suffer like this. As his babysitter, it was your duty to care and protect him while he was under your watch. You'd already failed to protect him from being snatched by The Goblin King, and you refused to fail in this very moment.
With no other choice, you began walking quickly into the room. The music scratched to a stop, and all the Goblins suddenly turned to face you. They seemed to ponder over your appearance, and then as if they shared a single mind, they launched into action and began charging at you with their small might.
You squealed as they started to tug and pull and push at your legs, arms and clothing. You fought to remain upright while they fought to drag you down. You twirled and twisted in their harsh grabs. Weirdly enough, their actions reminded you somewhat of young children trying to gain their mother's attention.
Tobey was abandoned in the middle of the room. He seemed to recognise you though, because from his position he made a grabbing gesture. You blinked through teary eyes at the distress on his little face, now seeing the dried tear streaks on his cheeks.
How long had he cried and wailed without comfort? How could The Goblin King leave him in the company of these Goblins?
You forcefully yanked your arm back and began pushing your way through the swarm, determined to get to Tobey as quick as you possibly could. The Goblins grabbed hold of your legs, attempting to seize you in place. But you were taller, and somewhat stronger. You broke your legs free and, slowly, step by step, you drew closer to the distressed baby.
Finally, you were just in front of Tobey. He reached up and you leaned down, gently lifting him from his underarms and protectively cradling him into your arms. Your fingers traced his face and head, checking for any injuries that he may have sustained while you were apart. But he was fine, safe and back in your arms.
Then, deliberate slow claps sounded from behind you.
You turned around, trying your hardest to ignore the Goblins that continued to cling on to your lower body. You were sure that if they could jump, they'd try and knock Tobey from your arms. You were thankful that they hadn't made any attempts to do that.
Jareth was sitting leisurely on his throne, his leg crossed over the other. His smile grew when your eyes landed on him.
How long had he been sitting there, watching you? He couldn't have been there the entire time, you would have surely noticed him when you first arrived. Then again, you were so focused on Tobey that it was entirely possible.
Jareth slowly moved his cloak to the side, revealing Tobey sitting beside him. You looked down in your arms, now realising that the baby you had been holding was actually a Goblin, and it was dressed in the same clothes as Tobey. You gasped and let go, as if the Goblin had somehow burned you.
You stared accusingly at Jareth, feeling tricked yet again. There was no way that you had mistaken a Goblin for Tobey, this was most definitely a trick that he had played on you. You felt foolish that you had readily fell for it. You questioned that your desperation might have clouded your judgement of reality, but that surely couldn't have been the cause.
"You trusted me," Jareth said.
You nodded slowly. "I did," you confirmed.
But, now that you had made it to where Tobey was, what was to happen next? You hadn't taken into account that Jareth would physically withhold Tobey from you. Surely this is what you deserved after navigating through those tricks of his? Or, was the game not fully over yet, and this was simply another challenge for you to figure out?
Jareth stood from his throne and sauntered over to you. The Goblins dispersed from around you, leaving room for Jareth to make way. He gently grabbed your hands and somehow guided you into a spin. You closed your eyes, the motion making you dizzy, and then he stopped, holding you so your back was pressed into his chest. His arms rested over your chest, holding you securely in place. If you tried to move, he would have the advantage of keeping you still. Trapped.
Jareth leaned down, his lips brushing against your ear. You shuddered at his breath, a tint of red rushing to your cheeks at the close proximity.
"You remind me of the babe."
You blinked dumbly at the statement. "What babe?" You asked.
Jareth then spun you around again, so you were now facing him. His face was inches from your own, his nose practically touching yours. You stared, mesmerised into his deep coloured eyes, as if he was now hypnotising you.
"The babe with the power."
He let go of your hands, and you automatically placed them against his chest. Jareth secured you in place with his hands on your waist. Again, you were trapped.
"What power?" You asked.
Jareth leaned in closer, his lips practically touching yours. "The power of voodoo."
You felt a strange sensation within you. His fingers dug into your hips, causing you to gasp lightly at the sudden pain. Jareth smirked at this, that evil, sadistic smirk that you desperately wanted to wipe form his face.
"Who do?"
"You do."
"Do what?"
"Remind me of the babe."
Something within you clicked. You blinked rapidly, and just before Jareth could press his lips fully against your own, you jolted back out of his grasp. He frowned at your movement, disappointment flashing across his face, but he soon recovered and regained his cool composure.
Again, you were reminded that Jareth did not take lightly to rejection.
The Goblins reached up and seized you again, holding you steady as Jareth approached Tobey, who had been sitting quietly on the throne throughout the entire encounter. Jareth reached down and scooped Tobey up, now using his finger to tickle under Tobey's chin.
"I saw my baby, crying hard as babe could cry, what could I do?"
Jareth's words had a lyrical sense to them, making you dizzy as he spoke. He turned to face you, his smirk returning at the rooted confusion on your face. You tugged at your arms and legs, trying to break free from the Goblins, but they had a tight hold on you and seemed to be keeping you in place through someone's order. Jareth's order.
"My baby's love had gone, and left my baby blue, nobody knew."
Then, as if enchanted, the Goblins croaked out at the same time: "what kind of magic spell to use?"
"Slime and snails!" One called from your right. You pulled at your arm, but the Goblin only held you tighter. "Or puppy dog tails!" You cringed at the idea of poor animals being used as some sort of spell; it was completely cruel, but you wouldn't put it past Jareth to be cruel. "Thunder or lightning!"
Jareth eyed you from across the room, then looked down at Tobey. Then, he grinned. "And baby said—" Jareth tossed Tobey into the air, practically throwing him at you.
"Tobey!" you yelled and jolted forwards to catch him, arms outstretched. But, as Tobey fell and landed in your arms, you squirmed in horror as a Goblin appeared there instead. You immediately let go, eyes flashing in betrayal at Jareth, while he merely smirked in satisfaction, revealing Tobey still in his own arms, safe.
You huffed, but had no time to process as the Goblins continued to swarm. You felt yourself be pushed around as Jareth started to dance with Tobey in his arms, making the baby laugh and giggle from the exciting movement.
"Dance, magic dance! Put that baby's spell on me," Jareth's eyes flickered to you as the Goblins continued to repeat phrases from his words. "Jump, magic jump! Put that magic jump on me."
A Goblin managed to pull you down. You gasped as your knees hit the floor. The Goblins grabbed your face, prodding and squeezing your cheeks, tugging at your hair.
"Slap that baby, make him free!"
You cringed at the Goblin's touches. You tried to move your face away, tried to lift your body up again, but they had you trapped in a kneeling position on the floor. You continued to struggle and fight against them, but the more you struggled, the worse they became.
"I saw my baby, trying hard as babe could try, what could I do?" Jareth gestured to you on the floor, frowning at the obvious distress on your face. "My baby's fun had gone, and left my baby blue, nobody knew!"
The Goblins were extremely loud as they chanted a repeated "what kind of magic spell to use?"
You stared up at Jareth as he continued with the various magic spells. Slime and snails, puppy dog tails, thunder and lightning... and through each word that he spoke, you could see his eyes constantly flickering back to you. It felt as though he was genuinely trying to help you, offer out a hand of support.
Was he trying to help you escape the Goblins? But surely he could just tell them to stop?
You thought harder. Trust me.
You blinked in realisation. Trust me.
Jareth wanted you to willingly trust him. Even now, as he flaunted Tobey in front of you, teasing you with lyrical words and had you trapped on the floor by Goblins, he still wanted you to trust him. But how could you show that you were trying to do so?
Then, resolved with an idea, you stopped struggling. The Goblins noticed this and ceased their tugging and pulling. You breathed a sigh of relief, then looked up at Jareth from your kneeling position on the floor. He had placed Tobey on the throne behind him, and your eyes softened as you noticed he had fallen asleep. All that dancing had worn him out.
Jareth reached his hand out to you. "You remind me of the babe."
You slowly placed your hand into his own, feeling a rush of warmth fill your chest as Jareth guided you to your feet. "What babe?"
Jareth smirked, pulling you close. "The babe with the power."
He leaned down, his nose touching yours.
"What power?"
"The power of voodoo."
Your eyes fell half lidded. "Who do?"
Jareth's arms encircled your waist, holding you trapped against his body. Though, this time you didn't feel trapped. Which was strange, because you knew he'd be angry if you rejected him again; but what would happen if you accepted him?
"You do."
"Do what?" You asked, breathless and weak.
Jareth's eyes sparkled. "Remind me of the babe."
And then, his lips pressed against yours, and suddenly your mind went completely blank. You melted into his touch, your surroundings fading away from your mind. The Goblins no longer existed in that very moment, because all that was real was Jareth's lips against your own.
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str4wbaeby · 1 month
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𝓸𝓫𝓼𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷
ᵒᵇˢᵉˢˢᵉᵈ ˢᵗᵃˡᵏᵉʳ ˣ ᵒᵇˡⁱᵛⁱᵒᵘˢ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ
you looked so pretty in that red shirt today, my rosebud! it's a shame that my camera isn't equipped enough to capture your beauty in it's flimsy lens.
red really is your colour, isn't it? I wonder if your face will flush pink just as adorably as it did under the sun today, if I ever showed you how hauntingly beautiful my basement looks, littered in the blood stains of your filthy ex.
I hope you'll love it though ♡
red is your favourite colour, after all
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her-bonedaddy · 11 months
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You are a work of art that I could admire forever
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meglob · 4 months
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Just need a woman who locks me in her basement out of jealousy.
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cobaltdogteeth · 7 days
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Credits Cutena_Kanojo
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graveyard-poetry · 9 months
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feed me lies false hopes and empty promises I will believe them – always.
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vampgvts · 11 months
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˚ʚ🦊ɞ˚ Me? Delusional? Hehe maybe a little dearest, but you could also think of it as me knowing the future, I know you’re gonna fall for me eventually sweetheart, I know you’re gonna love me just like I love you!! I will do anything for you angel, I would do whatever it takes to be perfect for you! Why? Because I love you my darling!<33
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yandengeless · 2 years
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Why do you make things difficult?
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