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mysticaf · 12 days
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Imagine tokyo ghoul x dead plate no way
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chuunai · 4 months
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husband fyodor ! who originally gets married to you for the sake of your parent’s influence and status. weaving a web of lies and false claims when he first courted you and ultimately slid the ring onto your finger. he has an inkling of affection for you, like an owner might have with a pet. how he uses that affection to make sure you believe he loves you. it’d be no good if he lost your parent’s support if you divorced.
husband fyodor ! who never really gave you a direct answer about what his job was, other than something along the lines of ‘strategist’ and ‘classified’. he was mildly impressed when you figured out his true ‘job’—a terrorist. he was startled when you didn’t seem horrified or outright terrified and disgusted towards him. his милая truly was a loyal spouse, it seems.
husband fyodor ! who over time, slowly begins to let you know about his missions. just the tiny details, like how long he’ll be gone for, or the bare bones. allowing you to quietly read a book in a cozy chair next to him as he codes and types away at his computer. having ivan make you tea when he gets his—black tea.
husband fyodor ! who begins to see you as a partner of sorts—romantically and formally—for him. suddenly, your touches don’t seem to irritate him as much. nor does your presence, which he only tolerated at first. although his heart seems to beat a lot more around you.
husband fyodor ! who soon enough finds himself in love. It’s a first. he’s never really loved anyone—yet here you were. weaseling your way into his weakest organ. often, he seeks out your comfort and masks it as ‘a man wanting his love’ like his feelings are only basic and natural. not this deep connection he feels. for as intelligent and manipulative he is, he’s never found himself on the end of love.
husband fyodor ! who is beginning to learn that yes, maybe it is okay to depend on someone. to cherish, love and support them. until death do them part and the ring on his finger comes off, whether by his choice or not. you invade his thoughts often, even now as Meursault contains him. for the sake of the world—and you.
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mj-thrush-gxn · 5 months
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honk honk honk
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spideygal · 1 year
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deviantdaffodil · 10 months
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In Heat
Miguel O’hara x Reader smut
IM ALIVE !!!! WAHHH i need miguel o’hara more than ANYTHING !!!!!!!!
!!SMALL SPOILERS MENTIONED EARLY ON!!
contains: biting, breeding, office sex, clawing, a bit of blood, choking, praise, dom miguel, sub reader, fem reader, size difference, heat, in heat, whatever you call it, dubious consent/very very very slight non con if you squint, primal/prey if you close your eyes, slight anal play if you squint
You decided you wanted to go up and visit Miguel. He had been busy since he was struggling so hard to find Miles Morales, so you wanted to go and try to cheer him up. You were a spider-person yourself and though your canon event went nothing like Miguel’s, you still felt so bad for him and took it upon yourself to be a sort of.. support system for him.
You enter the elevator of the HQ and make your way up to the top floor. Felt fitting for Miguel to have his office be the highest up.
Upon reaching the top, you step off the elevator and enter his office. “Miguel?” you call out into the darkness. You thought it was so strange how.. spooky his office felt. You became a little nervous, unable to locate Miguel. A tingle shot throughout your body and you quickly whip your body around. Standing behind you, Miguel towered over you. You jumped slightly, clenching your hand around your heart. You slip your mask off your face and look up at Miguel. “You scared me,” you said nervously with a slight chuckle.
Miguel slid his mask off as well and looked into your eyes. He was panting and sweating and you could feel the heat radiating off of him. “You shouldn’t really be here.”
You pout. He always liked your company. What’s gotten into him? Well.. you two weren’t exactly dating per se, so it’s possible he just didn’t want to be around you at the moment.. This thought hurt your feelings a little. “Is everything alright? Did I do something?” Your voice is so innocent and Miguel shudders; unbeknownst to you, pleasure and lust are clouding his mind and all he can think about is locking the door and taking you right then and there. He’s been anxious and hesitant to start a new relationship, but something about you made him go wild. He needed you, bad.
“You just- you wouldn’t get it,” he said, exasperated. “I just. I can’t be around you, it’s not safe - you’re not safe.”
You tilt your head. Again, your innocence and ignorance about the situation makes his cock throb. “Why not?”
An animalistic growl erupted in his throat. he just could not take it anymore. The shock of the noise made you back up a good bit. This only made him smirk; he enjoyed the hunt. He lunged at you on all fours; you yelp unable to get away fast enough and he quickly rips your suit across the front, nicking your flesh in the process. He latches his teeth onto your throat and bites down with a force that leaves you temporarily breathless. Heat immediately floods into your body and travels between your legs.
“M-Miguel!” Your voice cracked as you shouted, trying to get him off of you by hitting him with your fist. You did not want someone to see the two of you right now. Miguel kissed and licked at the wounds he made on your flesh. It felt like electricity was flowing through you and you moaned slightly. You carefully hold up your arm and fire a web at the door, in hopes it keeps people out. “Miguel!” your voice is now more stern.
He looks up at you, his eyes seem to glow red as your blood drips from his lip. “I need you,” he pleaded. “I need to fill you up, please..” He brushed his fingers against your clothed pussy as he pleaded with you. You instinctively grind your body against his fingers and bite your lip. It was your turn to pounce, capturing his lips in a kiss, tasting your blood on them. This was all he needed for confirmation; his claws came out and he started ripping off your suit and his own. Once he freed his cock, he held his hand up to your face. “Spit. Now,” he growled at you. You did as he asked and spit in his hand. He rubbed some of your saliva onto his cock and then some was used to lube his fingers for your pussy.
“I need you to be good and wet for my cock, okay,” he started to babble, “I don’t want to hurt you,” he cooed as he rubbed his finger around your pussy, careful to avoid your clit or your dripping hole. You were whining and whimpering while he played with your pussy and leaned in for a kiss, gently biting your lip. You were instinctively bucking your hips against his hand, praying you would get the friction you wanted so badly.
“Miguel please,” you pleaded as you run your hand down his chest to his v-line. Another growl rummbled in his throat. He picked you up and threw you over his shoulder, giving your ass a good smack or two, earning a delicious whimper from you. He took you to his desk and ran his hand across the desk, knocking everything off of it. He laid you down on your stomach on the desk and spread your legs with his knee.
He leaned over you, his toned chest pressed against your back. “I’m going to fill your pussy with my cum and put a baby in you, you slut,” he growled into your ear. Just his voice made your pussy tremple. He slapped his massive cock against your ass and began fucking your plump ass cheeks, using his own spit as lube. He grabbed both ass cheeks and squished them together on his cock as he thrusted. Once he was satisfied, he spit on his cock again and rubbed the tip of his cock around your hole to tease you. You let out a cry when he accidentally brushed it up against your clit and that was what sent him over the edge. Immediately, he stuffed his cock into you. Tears formed in your eyes and you cried out as loud as you could, babbling about how full his big cock made you feel.
He grabbed your hips then dug his claws into them, pounding away at your pussy. He continued squeezing and smacking your ass as he abused your womb. You were crying out for more and more as he bottomed out his cock in you.
“M-Miguel! Oh god don’t stop! I don’t want this to stop! Oh god you fill me up so good! Your cock is so big and so good!” you moaned, completely cock drunk. Miguel leaned forward, still abusing your pussy. He wrapped his hand around your throat and allowed his claws to dig into your flesh.
“You gonna let me cum inside? Gonna let me put a baby in you? Gonna let me knock you up? Huh? Huh?” He pleaded and mumbled into your ear. You nod rapidly in response, mind too numb to find the words. “Such a good girl,” he pulls away from your ear, slowing his pace earing a whine from you, “Such a good slut.” He spreads your ass cheeks again and using the pad of his thumb, starts applying pressure to your asshole. You whimper out of pleasure and can’t help but buck your hips back into him to make him fuck you again. He gently slides his thumb into you with the help of some of his spit and fuck it in and out of your hole. Once he’s satisfied, he picks the pace back up with his hips, wet slapping sounds echoing throughout the room. You’re a moaning mess right now, your legs feel weak and you can feel yourself getting close to an orgasm.
“Cum inside me Miguel,” you cry out, “I want t-to have your babies please!” He’s thrusting at a rate your mind cant keep up with, he’s huffing and grunting and digging his claws into your flesh. every thrust felt like heaven and you could feel a knot forming in your stomach. “Oh god! Right there Miguel! Just like that! Don’t stop!” You start to babble about how much you want his cum in you and how much you love him and need him for the rest of your lives which sends the two of you over the edge. Your walls clench with an orgasm and Miguel’s throbbing cock fills you with a huge load of cum.
The two of you sit there, regaining your composure. Miguel doesn’t pull his cock out of you, wanting to keep his cum in you.
“Did you mean that..?” He asks breathlessly.
“H-Huh?” then it hit you - you definitely told him you loved him. Your cheeks began to burn from embarrassment. “Y-Yes,” you admitted, completely ashamed that you lost control of yourself that badly.
Miguel huffed, amused. “Good.” He pulled himself out of you and you sat up and turned to face him. “I love you too.”
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patchyegg87 · 2 years
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Motivational quotes from your local Twisted Wonderland characters.
Want to see more of my art? Check out my Masterlist!
Close-ups under the cut!
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appledaggerst · 7 months
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They're in love 😭
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tiny-security-mech · 2 months
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...oh my god, so you ALSO become a furry if you die and go to heaven.
There is no escape, furry is your final form, you have no choice. Better make your fursona now and start praying.
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monkmain · 3 months
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Cat drawing practice
edit: oh my god what demon did I sell my soul to for this post to have over 70 notes
it’s literally just a bunch of drawings of cats
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connaroo · 27 days
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imagine larson's face if the grand vizier very aggressively started repeating "KILL YOURSELF" to him
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the-cooler-vigilante · 2 months
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Going back over the Spot's version of his backstory and I'm really seeing a lot of victim mentality.
Spot was a scientist working on the collider, for Kingpin. From what we saw we know he worked closely with Olivia Octavius. I don't know how closely he worked with them, but there's a good chance that he knew that they weren't good people and that the project they were working on was pretty damn dangerous.
Him getting hit by a bagel, while funny in the context of his tragic backstory, really skips over the fact that he was one of the many scientists WHO PULLED OUT A LASER GUN TO SHOOT AT SPIDER-MAN. You do not get to go "He hit me with a Bagel! 😭" because it was one of only time you were in the same fucking room together.
As for the big one, dude, everyone else had gotten out of the collider room except for you. You stayed there of your own volition to collect whatever dark matter/energy was flying around the room and paid the price for acting like a moron.
I will give Spot this, someone who's unwilling to take responsibility for their actions and is only trying to make things worse for everyone does make a pretty good nemesis for Spider-Man, the paragon of responsibility.
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Now that Twilight is slowly accepting he is madly and utterly in love with Yor, enough to endanger not only his life, but the mission being discovered because he couldn’t risk breaking his fake wife’s heart. I need him to slightly lose it at one of the agents at work & punch someone in the face for calling Yor his “Fake Wife”
like he does it on instinct, without thinking & only after he does it he realizes what he has done. & apologizes profusely bc that’s just the kind of guy he is.
Please it would be so funny if it where canon 😂
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Reacting to hugs from the back
Lilia Vanrouge
If you even manage to find him, good luck catching him off guard.
He would let you hug him even if he saw you as a friend/child figure and even act surprised for you.
He might be more playful and slip out of reach if you're his s/o who knows more about the extent of his abilities, so o speak.
Expect to be held onto by him.
And for him to get back at you at the most random times.
Bonus platonic: " oh, beasty! someone is in a playful mood today!"
Bonus romantic: " Have I not been giving you enough attention, little one ? "
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Bonus bonus:
You spot him in an abandoned corner of the library, the one closest to fae history books, that specific section, you remember is of the human-fae wars. Frowning, you quietly walk up to him, the fact he hasn't turned around makes you worry more, you wrap your arms around hin. Offering silent support as he finished reading and re-living his past.
"Thank you, my love"
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mj-thrush-gxn · 6 months
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like father like son
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fl0ydzie · 8 months
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I Love buttons so deeply and sincerely however there is no DRDT merch so i started making my own. I am not selling them, of course! I’m just making them for personal use. I really only intended to make like three characters however I just started making the whole cast HAHA so I wanted to share!!
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mmollymercury · 7 months
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'Jackie. I'll never have another friend like you. I don't even know where you end and I begin. I'm sorry. And I love you.'
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My besties really into yellowjackets and I've been watching it with her recently😝
(Click for better quality💖)
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