#( 🕷️ anon. )

[maximotts]

found you through shrimp, stayed for wanda.

favourite... shrimp flavour? LMFAO

much love,

🕷️, ifitsnottakenpleaaaase

LMAOOO not my first impression being shrimp whoops favorite shrimp flavor umm...hm.. gotta be a toss up between honey walnut shrimp and bang bang shrimp

And yes, you can have that anon emoji!

[2tarbell]

happy birthday!! could i get vanilla birthday cake with crybaby!reader and “she’s so pretty, she still looks like an angel while i’m doing the most depraved and ungodly things to her”

- 🕷️ (if it’s available)

MEAN!RAFE + CRYBABY!READER ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚

participate in my bday celebration!!!

“good girl, right there, yeah?”

the drooling sounds of crybaby’s cunt swallowing the length of her boyfriend filled her frilly room. the baby blue decor seemed to judge her — being ruined in a space that was so precious. she could feel the beady eyes of her stuffed animals watching them. it should’ve felt wrong, but nothing wrong could make her feel so good.

the sex was always great with rafe. she thought he was heaven sent, so good with that mouth and seemingly all knowing when it came to her body. he knew all the spots to drag out animalistic whines and pearly tears from her.

it was all nasty words and sobs that filled the space. rafe’s large hands guided her movements roughly, pushing her to ride him in a way he liked. the realization that she was being used for his pleasure made crybaby clench around him. he rewarded her with a buck of his hips.

she mewled at the feeling, the sensation of him nudging her cervix making the tears fall harder and faster. fingers scratched at his toned chest, searching for any kind of stability.

“daddy, i— i can’t—“

a sting to her tear-stained cheek caused a choked sob to fall from her kiss bitten lips. the slap wasn’t even that hard — rafe tutted and gripped her chin, pulling her face down to his. body pliable and melting into him, her head all muddy from the contact of his palm to her cheek.

“yeah? you done, baby? tell me to stop.” he whispered, almost a threat. like he was daring her to back out.

but he knew her too well; silence broken by her little sniffles was all the response he got. those wet eyes stared at him pleadingly and pitifully. she wouldn’t say it — even if she had a gun to her head. too cock drunk to even function.

a wicked smirk etched its way onto rafe’s handsome features, resuming dragging her back and forth on his cock with her jaw still tightly in his grasp. her lips parted in a silent whine, he kissed her open mouth hotly.

“s’what i thought. you need this shit, huh? don’t fuckin’ tell me you can’t—”

she was a mess above him. hips canting when his tip kissed that perfect little spot, beginning to black out as stars dotted her vision. or maybe that was just the tears and mascara coating her lashes.

the sight had rafe pulsing inside of her, eyes flickering over her whole face and trying to commit her expression of pure ecstasy to memory. so beautiful.

his breath was ragged, a gravel texture to his voice that gave crybaby goosebumps, “love you… like an angel while ‘m doing dirty shit t’you. fuckin’… depraved and ungodly shit.”

she was hiccuping and writhing, almost to the precipice of that little death. from the way his navel continuously bumped her puffy clit. the pressure just right, his gaze so intense, his hands so rough—

crybaby came with a sob, babbling dumbly through ‘thank you’s and ‘i love you’s. her body was shivering and trying to squirm away from the blond boy. rafe caught her, working her through the sensations patiently. he pushed her onto her back and settled back into her warmth, pussy eagerly accepting his hard length with a squelch.

“get your lamb, there you go, atta girl—“

a soft white stuffed lamb was thrusted into her arms, limbs like jelly but clinging to the familiar source of comfort. her tears soaked into the plush of the animal and she bit the ear to muffle the choked cries that involuntarily left her mouth.

her pathetic little head lolled to the side into his forearm, nose nuzzling the warm skin. listening to the muffled sounds of his grunts and praises. she could feel him in her stomach — hazy eyes floating down to where they’re connected. a creamy ring collecting around his base and creating even worse sounds.

but crybaby couldn’t find it in herself to care anymore. their gazes connected and she felt the pleasure build once more. one objective on her mind:

it can’t get more ungodly than letting him fill her to the brim.

[iamthatonefangirl]

bucky w insecure reader where they get all insecure during sex and he praises the shittt out of them please and thank youu

also can i be 🕷️ anon please? ☺️

(i love ur fics btw)

insecure - nsfw bucky barnes

oh I love this bc I am a soft insecure sap. also this is longer than I anticipated.

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he laid you down so gently, keeping an arm around your waist and a hand behind your head as though afraid he might break you. he held you close, your bodies pressed softly together.

he hovered above you, carefully watching your facial expressions, acting intentionally with every movement he made. he thought about every little thing: how much weight to put on you without crushing you, how tight to hold you without hurting you, and most of all, how badly he wanted to worship you like the goddess you were.

you smiled at him, a little nervous, but mostly hopeful as you brought your hands from his shoulders to the back of his head. you gently tugged at his hair, feeling how soft it was under your fingers, just like you'd always imagined it would be.

he slowly leaned in to kiss you once more, still holding a hand behind your head even while you were now laid against the pillow. perhaps it was just a protective instinct, his need to keep you within his grasp and not let you go.

you nodded, and he pressed his lips to yours once more. it was so different than anything else, the feeling of you below him, all splayed out and vulnerable for him.

he kissed you softly, slowly, the way he imagined he would once he got you into his bed. he planned to pull out all the stops, treat you with nothing but the utmost care and respect that he had for you. he wanted to take you apart one piece at a time and watch the look on your face as he did.

he took his time, sensing the tension in your body slowly ease, feeling every time you would pull him a little closer. he wanted you good and ready for him, eager for him.

you couldn't help the little noises bubbling up in your throat, letting them out with your mouths still pressed together. it made his heart beat faster, his hands hold you a little bit tighter.

he took it as a sign to keep going, moving his hand from around your back to rest at your side, slowly thumbing at the hem of your shirt.

you tensed and pulled back, avoiding eye contact, looking over to the lamp.

"can we turn that off?" you asked, indicating to the light on the nightstand.

he watched your face again, frowning at the thought of it. he was ecstatic to finally have you, have the chance to pleasure you, and he wanted to see every part of you while he did.

"why, baby?" he whispered, trying to understand.

you felt the knot in your stomach tighten. you didn't know what to say.

when you don't respond, he takes it upon himself to continue.

"can I see you? please?"

you shake your head immediately.

"you don't want to see me, Buck," you respond, chuckling anxiously, all while still avoiding eye contact.

he sees your hesitance, and his heart breaks. he opens his mouth, trying to find the words, but none come. it takes him a few beats before he continues,

"nothing will change the way I feel about you. how much I want you," he reassures, and you finally meet his eyeline once more. he looks into your eyes for a minute before requesting for the second time, "can I see you?"

you fight back your reluctance and nod your head.

if he hates what he sees, your heart will break. but at least you're prepared for it.

he takes his hand from under your head and brings it down to your side, both hands gripping the hem of your shirt. as he begins to pull it over your head, you bite your tongue and hold your breath.

but you refuse to close your eyes. you have to see his reaction, you have to be able to see the look on his face. you have to.

you take a hesitant breath once he tosses your shirt off the side of the bed, noticing the way he looks you up and down. you wait for his face to fall.

it doesn't.

"fuck," he growls, "let me touch you. please, baby, I might die if you say no," he admits, and he's never sounded so...

"please," he repeats, voice hoarse, looking up into your eyes. all you see in him is pure desperation and want.

"yes," you whisper, and his hands are on you, touching your skin, holding your waist. he brings his mouth to your chest, running his tongue over your collarbone, and he's fucking whimpering.

it's the hottest he's ever looked.

his fingers roam over the plush of your stomach, attempting to touch every part of you as his lips come to where your breasts are exposed above your bra. you gasp sharply when he nips at you, and your legs press together unconsciously.

"I didn't think I could want you any more than I already do," he tells you, barely pulling his face away from your skin. you feel his nose on your flesh, the movement of his lips against you as he continues, "you're so perfect. so perfect, doll. goddamn," he curses, and he feels his entire body jittering from his need for you.

"let me take off your bra, baby, please. I'll do anything, just let me see you," he asks, looking up at you, resting his cheek against you.

you look at his face, the puppy dog eyes he's flashing you, and you nod your head 'yes.'

he leans back to carefully draw the straps down your arms before bringing his mouth to your neck. he begins to suck a mark into your skin while his hands reach underneath you to undo the clasp.

you let out a cry when you feel his lips wrap around your nipple.

god, he feels like heaven.

he moves away to look at you, and your automatic instinct is to cross your arms over your chest.

"baby, no," he whines, putting his hands on your arms and gently moving them away so he can see you. "I think you know you're so pretty and that's why you're trying to hide from me," he teases you.

"no, Buck, I'm really not," you try, but he's not having it.

"you are the prettiest, you hear me? can't even believe you're letting me see you like this, touch you like this. it's a fucking honor," he says, bringing his mouth back to your skin, making you moan out into the quiet room.

you bite your lip and try to muffle your noises, but he goads you on. "come on, my pretty girl, you can do it. can you make those little noises for me, yeah? yeah. I know you can, cause you're such a good girl," he coos, planting his lips on you again.

his words make heat pool in your stomach, your thighs clenching tighter, punctuated by a broken whine from high in your throat.

this time, he feels the movement.

"you feeling like you need something, pretty girl?" he asks, now thumbing at the hem of your pants. "I want you to tell me. I want you to tell me what you want."

you pause. you want so badly to feel his fingers, his mouth, whatever he wants to give you. but you're still apprehensive.

"I want you to be comfortable with me. I want you to trust me," he tells you firmly, looking into your eyes. "if you don't want this, I want to know that, too."

"I do," you murmur, but the knot in your stomach hasn't gone away.

you wish it would. you wish you could be carefree, and sexy, the kind of girl he should be with. the kind of girl that's in his league.

your breathing starts to quicken as you start to get in your head again.

this is a bad idea. you need to put your clothes on and leave. this is a bad fucking idea.

"baby, what's wrong? talk to me," he encourages, bringing a hand to your cheek to direct your gaze back to him.

"Buck, I-"

"I want you more than anything. but if you don't want this, just tell me," he pleads.

"of course I want you," you tell him honestly, the knot moving to your throat, your eyes getting warmer. "but-"

"there is no ‘but’. you're what I want. what you want is what I want," he admits, "so let me give you what you want."

the knot tightens, but regardless, the words come out before you can stop them.

"I want you to think I'm pretty," you whisper.

he smiles at you and looks at you in awe. you are the most perfect, most gorgeous thing he's ever laid eyes on.

"I have never found anyone as beautiful as I find you. please, let me show you."

you see the sincerity in his eyes, hear the authenticity in his tone.

you crack a broken smile. you believe him.

"I want you so badly," you whisper.

he nods fervently and pulls you in, kissing you so softly you have no choice but to believe every word he’s saying to you.

you let him lay you back down, and this time, you don't hesitate when he moves to take off your pants.

"my girl. you gonna let me make you my girl? let me prove how badly I want you?" he asks, hands trailing up and down your thighs.

"yes, Buck," you respond, telling yourself to shake your nerves and let yourself have this with him.

"spread your legs for me," he whispers. you will your muscles to make the adjustment, and he doesn't give you the chance to get in your head about it. he moves quickly, pressing his tongue over the fabric of your underwear, already soaked through. you react loudly, your moans filling his ears, encouraging him.

he doesn't wait another second before yanking the damn things off. he wraps his hands around your thighs and closes them around his head, pressed up against his ears, and mouths at you with determination.

all your thoughts finally pause, the knot in your throat dissipating as you feel the urgency with which he nudges at your clit, dipping his tongue inside you to finally taste you.

he's imagined this moment forever. being able to put his mouth on you, to make you feel so blissful. that's all he wants to do for the rest of his life.

you feel so uninhibited when you thread your fingers in his hair and grind your hips up against him. you whine and whine because you just can't help it, and he knows he's harder than he's ever been, straining against his pants and rutting against the bed. he wants you to do as you please, to feel comfortable letting go and giving into your desires.

your whines get higher out of nowhere, and he doubles down on running his tongue over your clit, and fuck you're *so* done for.

you're coming before you can stop it, all over his face.

was that good for him? was I too fast?

when you look down at him, he doesn't look at you. his face is soaked, and he's leaning back, unwrapping your legs from around him.

he finally looks up at your face, his cheeks pinked up.

"that was..." terrible? horrible? "...absolutely amazing, I, uh..."

he leans back some more, bringing a hand to palm at himself, and you see it.

and you fucking celebrate.

he came in his pants, untouched.

"fuck, I'm sorry," he chuckles, embarrassed, crawling over you again. "you're just so goddamn sexy, you know that?"

every thought is out the window. you grab him and yank him down to kiss you, hurriedly grabbing at his clothes.

"that's so hot," you say between kisses, "take your fucking clothes off, please-"

he does as you ask pretty quickly, his clothes gone in an instant. the thought of you being so excited to see him naked gets him worked up again quickly.

"yeah? you like that?" he asks you. "you like knowing what you do to me?" he smiles.

you smile back at him. "oh yeah, I do."

"you're perfect. stunning. so good for me," he says, spreading your thighs for him once more. "already so hard for you, again."

"I'm ready, Buck, please," you tell him.

"when I take you for the first time, I want you to say my name. my real name," he says quietly.

"James," you all but purr, and his eyes roll back in his head.

"just like that, you sound so good, my girl," he murmurs. "you ready?"

you nod.

and then he's pressing inside you, and it's everything.

"you're so tight," he groans. "you feel so fucking good, baby. you're taking me so well."

his voice sounds so broken, like it's gone up an octave.

"you're my pretty girl, you know that?" he says, giving an experimental thrust, and you reach for his ass, trying to pull him in again. it makes him groan, and he does, pushing even deeper in this time.

"my good girl. you look so perfect under me. I want to be the only one who gets to see you like this."

you nod. of course he is.

"I trust you, James, fuck, I think I love you," you blurt out, shocking yourself.

he lets out a noise like no other.

"I love you, baby, fuck. I love you too," he tells you. "you're perfect, you know that? and I'm going to spend the rest of my life making sure you know how much I love every goddamn piece of you."

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[yanderecookierunkingdom]

a little weird/specific prompt, but: holding a man’s face while he breaks down. him grabbing onto your arms to make sure you dont let go. letting him bury his face into your shirt as he hugs you to hide his tears. holding him while he sobs. stroking his hair gently as he tries to pull himself together (and fails). hugging him tighter as he cries out in anguish

…

…th. the “man” being fucking burning spice for some reason . adn maybe shadow milk

sorry if this is a hard request- reverse comfort has just had me in a fuckign chokehold for forever khkhkhkkk- but if u need a reason as to why hes sad (considering its burning spice) mayb golden cheese throws him in gay baby jail in the upcoming update and hes upset that he was imprisoned again (just after he got out too!)… slowly running out of steam as hopelessness & doubt creep in… realizing he really can’t get out… finally breaking down

-spider 🕷️ anon (its been a while huh lol)

Burning Spice Cookie would sooner crumble than ever admit that he broke down in your arms. Sooner crumble than admit he was vulnerable.

But when Golden Cheese Cookie defeated him, and he was imprisoned again, it just.. slowly built up and he let it out once he was in your arms.

They're not loud sobs, but they're just as anguished. His whole body shakes as he grips your upper arms, trying his hardest not to fall into despair. He's trying so hard, but you stroking his hair and whispering softly just breaks down his defenses more and more.

It's a while until he calms down. And while Burning Spice Cookie doesn't feel completely better.. he at least feels safe enough to be vulnerable around you. And that's what counts, isn't it?

Maybe it's after the events of Beacon of Truth, or maybe he's been imprisoned some way too. Regardless.. he can't bottle of these emotions.

Unlike Burning Spice Cookie, his sobs are loud. They're almost wails and so, so full of anguish. So utterly full of anguish.

His grip on you is almost bruisingly tight as you hold his face, just whispering softly to him. He can barely see you through his tears, but you're there, and that's all he needs. He just needs you, there and now.

It takes hours until he's calm again. And even then, he refuses to move away from you. He just curls up on your lap with soft sniffles. Please treat him softly.

[askthehedgehogs]

Hey shadow what does it feel like when you take off/loose your inhibitor rings? Is it painful? Does it make your chronic pain worse? ;-;

What happens if you are without then too long?

Have you ever been worried about the inhibitor rings getting too old or breaking? CAN they get too old from years of absorbing your energy??

If these questions are too intrusive then I’m sorry you don’t have to answer though!

-🕷️ (not a new person, ive been here since the start lol, but now I’m giving myself an anon name)

With all four rings on, the pain is merely background noise. I have bad days, and days where pain from mobility issues worsens the overall ache… but generally it’s possible to ignore it.

Losing just the ankle rings isn’t too problematic. They help with balance, keeping my Chaos Energy evenly distributed throughout my body, but I’m mot in danger without them.

Losing the ones from my wrists is a bigger problem. Not only is my power far harder to control, but the pain is worsened. It feels more like somebody has hollowed out my bones and filled them with molten lead. It’s not pleasant, which is why I only remove them as a last resort.

I don’t even know what would happen if I removed all four. I’ve never tried.

Luckily, the rings seem fairly stable. I obtained the original plans a few years back when I found the rest of the Professor’s journal. Since then, the fox has been helping me with general upkeep.

[princessbrunette]

Rafe interacting with babies would be so funny 😭 like he would absolutely have no clue how to handle himself -🕷️

and the thing is babies always looooove people who don’t gaf. esp cos he’s so tall and big they’d probably toddle over to him wanting to be lift up in order to feel safe and happy. he’d be all reluctant and pick the baby up holding it at arms length and calling it ‘sticky’ but then randomly having a really good instinct for how babies operate ?? 😭 the baby would get all upset and fussy and without skipping a beat he’d be like “shes hungry. that’s why she’s sticking her tongue out.” and everyone would just be like ??? and he’d be right ????

if you’re babysitting a baby together for a relative of yours or something he’d definitely be forming his own experiments to see how he feels about having a baby. he’d walk around the kitchen with the baby on his hip quietly talking and complaining about stuff out loud to her. as soon as you’re done babysitting he’d be like “alright, you wanna make of those things?”

[fcthots]

omg i missed u !?! im glad to see ur inbox open again ! even if its jst for a little bit lol i hope ur doing well ^_^

ur the only one who can satiate my jason brainrot so i present u: jason n belly bulges

i bet he loves it when he can see himself inside of u 🥸 like seeing ur stomach have a little bulge from where hes fucking you n he just loves to stare at it and watch as he fills u up 

-🕷️

EHJFGEJ SCALING MY WALLS

He's been edging you for almost 30 minutes. You're begging and whining, and of course he'll eventually deliver, but first he wants to make you need it. He wants to drive you mad with how badly you need him. Wants to see you lose your words.

But you're about there. You brain is failing you and you can't quite get your mouth to cooperate with what you wanted it to say. The only thing you can get out is pitiful little noises (and curse words) that make Jason smile.

He slowly, painfully slowly, drags his cock in and out of you again. You whine when he leaves it there with no way for you to get the friction you crave. He laughs at the noise you make and coos.

He grabs your hand and presses it over your stomach, hard enough for you to feel it everywhere. He groans. He holds your hand in place, dragging his cock in and out one more time, just as slowly as before. Your breath is shaky. "Aw. D'you feel that, baby? Yeah?" His smilingly grows wider went you can't get your body to cooperate enough to be able to respond. "Tell you what. You wanna cum, pretty baby?"

You let out a noise that vaguely sounds like "Ah. Yes. Fuck. Please."

"Then leave your hand there. Wanna make sure you can feel what I do to you. Make sure you know how far I am inside you. No one else can make you feel like that, huh?" His thrusts don't build up. They start off at a merciless pace and stay that way. "You like the way I fill you up, baby? The way I make you so full you can't think?" He laughs when you can't find the words. "Shh, pretty. Don't think. Just feel."

[schlattsdoll]

Can we pretty pretty please get some Poly!tedschlatt with free use hc??

Also can I be 🕷️ anon??

minors dni

fem! reader

it's v hard to act out free use when you're all in your respective living locations, but when one of them goes to visit the other (or chuckle week happens) they make damn sure to bring you along.

one of them (schlatt.) insists you wear only skirts and dresses for easy access. he's the same one who's the first to take advantage of his rule.

when they're just hanging out, lazily laying across their laps, one of them occupying your mouth while the other plays with you.

ted, surprisingly, takes advantage of this more than schlatt does, having you sit under his desk as he edits and take care of brand deals. "such a good girl for me sweetheart..." he'd smile and run his hand through your hair while you smile up at him.

schlatt walking in asking ted if he's seen you, and then you reveal your location, after ted shifts, making you gag on him.

"shit, gonna keep doll in new york and do that constantly now.."

[lifesteal-headcanons]

Whenever I see a demon/angel au/headcanon with branzy and clown it’s always that clown is the demon and branzy is the angel, which I completely disagree with! I mean have you seen branzy that guy just cannot stop trapping people! and in my headcanon clown is from the aether dimension.

So here is my idea clown is a angel and branzy is a demon, both of them hide these parts of their identity, so when they met clown thought he was meeting another angel and on the other hand branzy thought he was meeting another demon.

Can you see my Vision?!

-🕷️🌹 anon

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[cameronsbabydoll]

jj who wakes up screaming to creepy!reader standing over him, watching him sleep (shes just a girl trying to protect her friends from the evil monsters at night >:(!! ) The rest of the pogues come running out wondering what the heck is going on and they just see jj on the floor covering himself and creepy!reader standing over him still murmuring "shh.. I was looking for monsters.."

🕷 anon

they think she’s a demon but she’s just trying to protect them from the demons!!! and pope is comforting her telling her that jj is just a pussy

[c3berus]

Kia ora! Are you able to write about 141 having tall!reader bf. What was their initial reaction when they first met Him? Besides, it’s quite hard to find someone when you’re too tall😔😔.

(I’m 6’5🥲. sorry if some of the words don’t make sense, had to just guess some the words, English ain’t my first language)

Can I be 🫀anon?

OF COURSE! WELCOME 🫀ANON. TALL PEOPLE UNITE!

they met you when you all had to work together to catch some terrorist. they all sat around the table, silently chatting with each other at a meeting waiting to meet you. and when you walked in lets say you were definitely a nice surprise. From the way you slightly had to tilt your head to enter the room to in johnnys words you walked like your dick hurt to carry.

they were immediately interested in you.

simon was particularly bothered by it but not mad at it. he liked how you looked down and titled your head at any words he spoke. or when you would brush your hands over his waist to get by him. it left him wanting you more.

kyle insisted you worked out with him so he could yander at your muscles. he’d ask if you could workout with him as an added weight which eventually would turn into you fucking him into the sparing mat, roughly pushing his head into the sparring mat with the sounds of your dick bullying into him.

johnny wasn’t even the tiniest bit ashamed of the way he’d feel you up and stare you down. he’d make comments on how you hand to be some type of giant, or how you shouldve went to wrestling. if you’re above him in rank, he’d come into your office and situate himself on your lap despite your series of ‘not now’s’ and ‘im busy’s’ and put your hand into his pants letting you feel how riled up and leaky he was for you and he whined into your ear about how he wanted you to have him.

and price, the ever so sweet price, he’d try to be respectful he’d greet you with coffee or tea, he’d cook you dinner on base and let you sit in his office as you worked on reports but nothing up above would help him when he trailed his eyes to your dick in the joined base showers. he didn’t even think he’d need any help the way you were fucking the pleas out of him like you were his god.

and let you have a particularly raspy and deep voice?? they’re squirming in their chairs.

if you harbored a bit of broken English?? they didn’t mind, in fact simon often teased you about it like the little shit show he was. you’d often bite back saying something about brits back.

BUT what really sealed the deal for them was how protected and secure you made them feel.

you remembered when ghost ordered a recruit to explain why he was late and the recruit gave some half assed excuse why, before marching off like a little shit and giggling with his lads about why he was actually late. you overheard it was because he was being a creep trying to hit on the female recruits. they didn’t notice that you had heard their entire conversation. until it was time to dismiss and you called him back, forcing him to push his body to the absolute limit. that soon earned him the call sign mute because everytime you were present he wouldn’t utter a single word.

[iamthatonefangirl]

i know reqs are closed but i need to bite down on bucks dog tags while hes fucking me missionary.. who said that wtf

-🕷️anon

love ur work and hope ur enjoying being out of town 🫶🫶

bruh tumblr deleted the first version of this that I wrote. sad.

OKAY ANYWAYS thank you so much for stopping by. I love you and I miss you and all my anons. I am enjoying my trip but I miss writing every day!!!

also forgive me for being kind of a smartass here ok

I have indeed been thinking about those dog tags recently...

he's looking down at you, your face cinched tightly as he fucks you so steadily and rhythmically

"should see yourself like this, pretty girl. you look so good for me," he coos at you. he reaches his hand up to wipe your hair out of your face where it's stuck to your forehead from sweating

you can't do anything but lay there and take it and whine because, I mean, who wouldn't go all dumb on his dick

you do manage to wrap your arms a bit tighter around him, bringing him closer to you

maybe he watches as you begin to get distracted by the feeling of the metal of his dog tags clinking around and moving against your skin.

"here, pretty baby," he whispers as he takes the tags and brings them to your mouth, pushing them about halfway in. "can you keep these there for me, hmm? think you can do that for daddy?"

you moan and gently bite down on them, blindly doing anything he tells you

"that's a good girl... that's it," he whispers, watching as you try to focus on listening to his orders while he's fucking you

he leans a bit closer, pressing kisses over your cheeks as he speeds his motions. it's just enough to make you whimper even more around the tags in your mouth, and your eyes shut even tighter

he knows you're either going to bite down too hard and break a tooth, or your jaw is going to go slack and you're going to choke. so he carefully pulls the metal from between your teeth

he untangles the chain from around his neck and gently lifts your head so he can place them around your neck, laying them on your chest with his name facing up so he can see it on your skin

"they look so good on you, doll, with my name on you..." he says, his voice growing hoarse and his motions quickening.

he's fucking mesmerized. he's never thought about this before, but fuck...

and he was right, your jaw begins to go slack. of course he can't let that go unnoticed: "listen to me, you're gonna swallow," he orders, letting the saliva pool in his mouth before letting it drip down the back of your throat

you whimper at the feeling and swallow without hesitating

it's not long before he's hushing and soothing you as you go over the edge for him

and then he's bringing the tags back to your mouth, placing them between your teeth again

"be good and keep these here while I fill you up, babydoll. let daddy see how good you are..."

anyways bye I need to be euthanized

[muffinsin]

LISTEN, sisters dimi with s/o having a pet spider (in case it would be like a part 2) the spider finds one of the many hidden passages that has in the castle and one of these in particular leads to the sisters' room and the spider ends up climbing on their face and they are extremely nervous about it, in my head it was very funny. - anon miranha 🕸️🕷️. curiosity, miranha comes from the spider man, only that in Brazil has a meme of it and we call him miranha because of this meme and it’s pretty cool, as if someone asked you if you watched the movie of the miranha that came out and the other person will know (possibly) that he is talking about Spiderman

Haha awhh, poor bug babies and Donna XD!🙌🕷️ turning this to meme reactions👀 Oh? That’s really cool, hon! :) we love the insider memes👀

Let’s get into it :)

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Bela

She awakens to a light, almost ticklish feeling

Momentarily, she thinks it might even be your fingertips tracing her face

When she reaches up and feels something small, almost hairy, though, she knows better

Instinctively, she flings the spider off of her, screaming and kicking away all blankets and pillows to ensure the thing can’t return under them

She desperately wipes her hand on the covers, panting, gagging

She can’t believe a spider was on her face!

Having nearly a full blown panic attack, and not knowing where the animal is due to flinging it away, she’s left with only a few options

Releasing a banshee-like scream, it thankfully doesn’t take long for Alcina to enter the room, visibly tired, but with her claws drawn

Clearly ready to slice whoever managed to intrude her daughter’s room and scare her into ribbons

What she doesn’t expect is to see Bela sat on the farthest corner of the bed, looking around anxiously with silent tears running down her cheeks

She attempts to move closer, and Bela quickly shoots out her hand

“Mama, spider!”

The following day, of course, she confronts you

Yet, she cares not for your comforting words or apologies

Instead, she gives you an ultimatum

To keep the thing locked tight or she will kill it

Or rather have Alcina or a maid kill it, really

She’s entirely serious about this, her arms crossed angrily. She never wants something like that to happen again and is in a good mood to kill the nuisance herself

Alas, she knows you like the animal, for a reason she cannot possibly imagine

You promise, you will get a new terrarium and ensure your pet will never simply roam around free

Satisfied, she at last allows you to comfort you, albeit with a small glare pointed at you

Cassandra

Generally speaking, Cassandra is quite the heavy sleeper

Of course, any physical attack is enough to wake her, physical touch, even

Aside from this, though, she can sleep through pretty much everything

Still, she stirs when she feels something move on her

Not yet fully awake, she battles with sleep as she feels the strange, light feeling move up her body

Sleepily, she tries to swat it away, and momentarily she thinks it has worked

Then, the light feeling returns, almost ticklish against her chest

She opens her eyes eventually, finding your beloved pet spider climbing up her throat and chin

Immediately- despite her fear of spiders- she grabs the thing and flings it against the wall

She turns on the light immediately, summoning her sickle

Beloved pet or not, the stupid creature is dying, she thinks

How dare you let it roam free after she’s already done you the favor of allowing you to keep the thing?!

She’s furious!

Swarming out of her room quickly, she wakes you instantly, and none too gently

You gasp as you’re shaken awake, a sickle immediately pressed to your neck

She’s practically trembling with anger and frustration and- unusual for her- fear and disgust

That thing was on top of her! She almost pukes at the thought, feels ill

You’re about to talk when she presses the sickle harder against you

You know, she loves you, you’re safe. But you also know something massively riled your girlfriend up, and not in the good way

Eventually, she speaks, angrily, her teeth nearly grinding together in anger

“Get your pet under control or I will dispose of it, and you!”

Immediately understanding what must have happened, you jump up and spend the rest of the night finding your pet spider and convincing her not to kill it, and, as she suggests, to prevent her from maiming the poor thing

She’s still furious, incredibly so, makes you check every single evening that the thing is where it’s supposed to be, has even hired a maid to specifically wake you up three times a night just to ensure the spider has not left

It seems, your sleep schedule is to suffer in order to keep your beloved pet alive. Cassandra will not have a slip up again

Daniela

She sleeps so comfortably, so happily

Not a care in the world

Still, she stirs when she feels light movement on her

She whines, thinking it must be one of Cassandra’s flies, another time the woman comes to annoy her, quite possibly as payback for the last time Daniela was a little troublemaker

Alas, there is no buzzing…

Groaning, she opens her eyes at last, seeing first only darkness, then…

She screams, swarms automatically

She cries out as she finds your stupid pet snatched two of her flies as she did this

Seeing the monster on her pillow, Daniela can only think of one thing: to flee

She swarms fast, crying, panting, trying hard not to throw up as she feels your stupid spider draining her poor flies and devouring their insides

Bela shrieks when she feels someone jump into her bed, confusion written across her face as she finds her sister, crying and shaking, curling up under her blanket and hiding against her stomach

She’s ready to kill you, certain that it must have something to do with you, but shivers instead when a single word is uttered by the younger woman: “spider”

In the morning, you’re given trouble

Finding Daniela with dried tears on her cheeks and two very angry looking older sisters behind her, as well as a maid with your pet spider held securely under a glass

It’s handed to you, and all three sisters shiver in disgust as you hold the animal and allow it back into its terrarium

“Destroy it, or keep it locked up!”, Cassandra snarls the moment you lock the animal up

Daniela refuses to talk, only stares in disgust, knowing parts of her are in the small animal’s belly. Your love for the spider is about the only thing keeping it safe

Alas, secretly, all three of them hope the animal won’t make the winter

Donna

Being a light sleeper and having countless dolls to watch out for her, it’s no surprise she awakens the moment she feels something move up her body and graze her arm lightly

Something…almost ticklish

She awakens immediately, turns on the light and glances around

No one there, nothing

Then, another ticklish sensation

She shudders and quickly swipes her hand across her neck, unintentionally slinging the spider there onto the bed

She notices it’s yours immediately

Being a doctor, seamstress, scientist and gardener, Donna has no fear of spiders

Despite this, she isn’t a fan of having one right by her face

She picks the small animal up gently, commanding dolls and such to turn the lights on for her

As she enters your room, she gently places the spider back in the tank, then turns to you and attempts to wake you as gentle as possible

Alas, she is rather ghostly, so that you gasp and nearly shriek in surprise upon seeing her in the middle of the night

She draws back, holding back a giggle at your reaction

When you realise all is fine, you drown in confusion. Donna isn’t known to sleepwalk, nor does she casually stroll into your room for no reason in the middle of the night

She clarifies soon enough, though, asking you to please keep your spider contained to your room only

Shyly, you promise her it won’t happen again

[thewritersofdeceased]

Idk if you’ve gotten an ask like this yet but, what about grumpy x event more grumpy Vance x reader headcanons?? 😭 Also idk if you do this (if you don’t ignore this) can I be known as 🕷️🦈 anon?

-🕷️🦈

I don't actually think I've gotten an ask like this, so I thank you for this!! I'm sorry this is super late, I've been delaying all my writings, I hope you do enjoy! These are pretty short because I haven't written Vance in a while, so I deeply apologize :((

grumpy x event more grumpy Vance x reader headcanons

Vance meeting someone as grumpy and annoyed at the world like him is a huge and a rare surprise. 

He’s still a rude individual per usual.

Until he realizes you two are almost the same.

The annoyance and low tolerance for people, the hatred for them?

You two are basically the same person.

You two have gotten into arguments before, no doubt in that.

Vance started them, we all know that. 

Either way, argument happened or not, Vance will always defend you and fight whoever fucks with you. 

[princessbrunette]

ngl jj would straight up bite ur ass. like if u we’re laying on ur belly on the couch in ur little pyjamas he’d lean down n bite that shit. shamelessly like he’s not give a fuck and just bite. With teeth. Just.. yeah 🤷‍♀️ -🕷️

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🤍✧˚.🧁୨୧ ⋅˚₊

it’s the cuteness aggression, i’m telling you! he couldn’t help himself, strolling into the living room to see you laying on your front on the couch watching tv, your lips parted as you stare at the screen, socked feet mindlessly rubbing together where they dangle in the air behind you.

jj was coming in to tell you something funny, but instead settled into a softer mood upon first sight of you, manoeuvring smoothly around the table to reach you, sitting down next to you. you pay him no mind, blinking slowly and intensely at the screen as you listen to the complex storyline of the daytime television show that was occupying the screen. the blonde eyes you, spotting the way your pyjama shorts have ridden up, exposing the peachy globes of your ass.

without much thought, he folds in half to sink his teeth into one of the cheeks, slowly pressing them in until he’s sure there’d be a bite mark. you ignore him at first, blinking as your concentration is interrupted, before wincing, before arching off the couch trying to squirm away with a pained moan.

he pulls away at this, giving the now sore mark a kiss, and then a little slap, making sure to jiggle the meat of it before sitting up again. you turn and look over your shoulder with a confused and unamused pout.

“sorry babydoll i mean it was right there, and hey— it looked at me first okay, i was just fightin’ back.” he rambles as usual and you turn around pushing yourself up to face him. without a single word, you lean forward and latch your teeth to his bicep, satisfying your own urge.

even now, your bite felt softer and weaker compared to his and he chuckles, running a hand down the back of your head. “oh so you’re getting even now huh, lil piranha?”

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🤍✧˚.🧁୨୧ ⋅˚₊

[rizzanon]

My shower thought is lowkey an AU for undoing fate bcos i’m fixated on dcu x mcu ANYWAYS-

the thought is that reader gets bit by a SPIDER yah hear me out- so like yk how she was putting her all into being batgirl i figured that maybe because of that she missed out on a field trip to a science lab since it was after school hours, and bada bing bada bam she gets bit by a spider while snooping around during the field trip and then ends up as a spiderperson and keeps it a secret from everyone and obviously because it’s gotham she got a darker themed spider suit and her name would be like recluse or widow or maybe even like huntsman OR MAYBE LIKE RED WIDOW OR NIGHTCRAWLER ETC (im geeking out abt spiders with like a paralyzing or lethal venom cos like super cool) ANYWAYS that’s my shower thought stemming from my fixations

- 🕷️ anon (hope this emoji isn’t taken i’ll cry :((

jk not rlly but :P)

HELP WAIT I LOVE THIS HAHA (in love with the mcu x dcu stuff)

just because of one missed school trip. she could have had an entirely different life if she’d went on that one science field trip. she’d have an entirely new set of skills that she would have to learn in order to be good. and reader somehow having a mutant gene allowing her to have these powers will HAVE to be a plot point because how and why does she have a mutant gene? the butterfly effect is insane with this one.

i might write this as a spin off for undoing fate (sometime in the future)

thank you 🕷️ anon for this amazing idea 🤩