#* dove. ( avalon. )

[jailrose]

Greetings Jail! ^^

I'm curious about your dead doves. What kinda topics do you tend to veer towards often regarding that? :p

Oh, this is an interesting ask! It honestly, honestly depends on the kind of dead dove content I end up enjoying.

I'm mostly a fluff enjoyer, actually! But when it comes to dead dove they tend to border from mild toxicity to absolute mad fuckery. I'm not exactly comfortable with airing out the kinds of dead dove tropes I enjoy though, and I'm sorry about that ;v; hope you understand! There's a ton of it that I enjoy though, I can tell you that much.

However. The disclaimer in my bio is there for a reason. While it's probably just thrice or four times in a blue moon, I might reblog a bunch of stuff with extremely sensitive content– and end up creating some myself. It's probably not going to be in Tumblr, though; if anything, it would be posted somewhere else, such as my writings on AO3. If that's not your thing, I do suggest curating your experience online and blocking whenever you need to.

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[pinnipurr]

❤️✂️ best and worst memories for dak pretty please :]

Sure thing haha x

❤️ - very accidentally it's . Most probably a simple moment about two years into his relationship with fletch. It's about 11am on a weekend, they're settling down after a busy breakfast of trying to stop maisie stealing cheese and knocking the dirt bin over and laughing in frustration when the second-hand coffee machine dak got from work finally gives in. And one of the friends they've made in the overlap, maybe estri, comes to visit to drop off some clementines he got fresh. And they glow orange jewels in the sun for a moment while they're handed over.

And fletch is settled on the couch with maisie's head in his lap when dak comes back with the bag, noticably not helping when he tells the dog in vain to shift over and give him space to sit, but he's smiling like he always is, and dak places the bag next to the two mugs of tea and squeezes in next to him without further complaint. They break the fruits open together, one for each. And while he kisses fletch's temple as the man leans into him, there's a moment where dak's plan feels very far away. For that moment, there's a whole life for him right here. Complete. Enough.

✂️ - oh his worst memory would have to be maisie scrabbling and whining at the bedroom door because she can smell fletch's blood from under it. Then the fear of a stranger wild in her eyes every time she looks at dak. It's the first time he really agrees with her on something.

[yellowsnow77]

Novedades musicales: abril 2025

Por un fin un mes en el que no hay un aluvión de novedades musicales. Por primera vez en mucho tiempo, no he tenido que recortar la recopilación para no pasarme de temas. De hecho, hasta el último momento, no he tenido las 65 que la forman. Y creo que, gracias a esto, estamos ante la mejor recopilación de lo que va de año. Bueno, a eso y a que a bandas como Pulp, Stereolab, Wet Leg, Arcade Fire,…

[softguarnere]

Save me bridge from Willow Avalon's "Stranger"

[hellonoblesky]

FIRST GRANDCHILD PRIVILEGE STRIKES AGAIN HOLY SHIT??

[olympicwhite]

Forgot and I don't want to know And I don't care if you forgot me too Forgotten is the way to go And I don't care

- Karaoke Song by Avalon Emerson

[cruelangcls]

"he'd be after your strap actually," avalon replied. it was playful. the twins and avalon would always make these sorts of jokes together. it brought them closer. siblings could bicker, but thankfully the reynolds family didn't have a lot of that. they were a quieter, nervous bunch. other than jax. the fingers together had avalon raising an eyebrow before the full idea came out. their mouth opened, then closed, then opened again from nerves. dove? her? she wanted them? hell, she might have been the hottest person avalon knew! "r-really? you'd...-i mean, what is the most emphatic way i-i can say yes without sound desperate? are you...are you sure? i mean, you could have anyone. you want me?"

      “ OH, YEAH ? IT SOUNDS LIKE jax is a person after my own heart. ”  dove feels no shame or embarrassment regarding how much she thinks about sex. nor about how much she actually has it. the blonde proudly wears the title of ‘ slut ’ . in her eyes, there’s nothing wrong or shameful about the pursuit of pleasure. which is why she doesn’t feel weird or like she’s crossing a line when she comes up with an idea to solve avalon’s little problem. “ you know who hasn’t been with kris or jax ? ” she questions, her tone mildly suggestive. “ me. ” reaching out, she takes her friend’s hand, entwining their fingers together. “ and you know who would love to make your first sapphic experience mind-blowing ? ” dove jabs her thumbs against her chest, indicating that she’s talking about herself.  “ this bitch. ”

[kingtheghast]

Open invite into Palewood town (Palewoods SMP - Ep. 1)

Finally I get to post the project I'd been working on (aka ever put so much effort into a private thing with friends that you all think "Hey we should record it"?

Also thank you to my friends, the wonderful cast of Palewoods:

Beans (Dr. Whittaker) @martynsimp69, Daisy (Amelia) @daisycraft, Anpan (Morgan W. Armitage) @anpanbun, Ani (Isaiah McAllister) @ani-craft, Dove (Isaac Turner) @aistandardcherry, Adrián (Avalon) @avalonpalewoods, Toffee (Alexander Hawthorne) @toffee-rambles, Nata (Fionna Wilson) @opianat and Chizz (Dahlia Chizzle) Chizzdudlz_jpeg

They gave it their all making and developing their characters, and this story would be nothing without them :D

[artsy-hobbitses]

Is there a pet squad? It seems like every time I see something new about a character, it that they end up with a pet. So like the pet avengers or dc superpers version in ties that bind au a possible thing? Also who on both sides has a pet?

I DID NOT INTEND MOST OF THEM but animals just. Happen to some of these folks XDXD

Lesse...

AUTOBOTS:

Esmeralda the cat (Prowl and Jazz) - Jazz brought her back during one of his missions, Prowl basically became the dad who's like "I don't want pet" and a month later has her riding on his shoulders.

Dakshi the ovcharka (Kup) - Big dumb, big fun and big monstrous when you get him in the mood. Usually found roughousing with the Wreckers.

Molly the cattle dog (Ironhide) - Little dynamo of a dog, absolutely bouncing off the walls since she has no cattle to HERD NOW so she herds people instead.

Dunedan the Irish Setter (Mirage) - An old gentleman like his owner and Mirage's sightdog during hunts.

Avalon's Renaissance the horse (Mirage) - A riding horse who has seen better days and now enjoys leisurely canters with her master through the woods of Alpha Trion's estate.

Bigwig the rabbit (Bumblebee) - Is a gift to Bee from Optimus! Is also a right bastard to anyone not Bee, Bee's friends or OP.

An assortment of medical leeches (Ratchet) Many are named, mostly off famous vampires, and they live in a tempest prognosticator he had specially made for them.

A flock of pigeons (Optimus Prime) All are named and wear tags. OP doesn't have a favorite, and refers to them as his Mantiq Altair.

A murder of crows (Drift) They are not individually named, since Drift doesn't really consider them pets in a traditional sense, he simply feeds them and they see him as a human friend and bring him little gifts as such. However, he does refer to them affectionately as "The Crass Ones", because Sludge once asked him what these birds are called (he has some speech issues from the experimentation done on him and is working on remembering names of things around him) and while Drift told Sludge they were crows, he also told Sludge they were known as 'Karasu' in his language. Sludge misconstrued it as 'crass', became distressed and gently asked them to be kind to the nice man feeding them, and Drift found that so sweet/funny that the name stuck.

Tabiba the dove (First Aid) - A gift for First Aid from her uncle, Hotspot, when she graduated medical school.

Serpico the German Shepherd (Nightbeat) - Was the K9 Nightbeat worked most often with while he was a cop, and when he left to go underground/work from the shadows, he 'liberated' Serpico and Serpico chose to go with him rather than stay at the precinct. Is Nightbeat's scenthound and 'bodyguard' during stakeouts.

Lelaps and Boudicca the Maned-subtype Turbofoxes (Alpha Trion) - These were former sentry hounds of the Quintessons and were freed/reprogrammed by the Primes to help them instead.

DECEPTICONS

Old Fella the Pit Bull (Barricade) - Was rescued from an illegal fighting pit, and has long passed his best days. Was intended to be rehomed, but Barricade grew too attached to him, and with Megatron's blessings, decided to keep him instead.

Najmina the falcon (Skywarp) - Skywarp's pride and joy, and his scout during recon missions.

Buster the Jack Russell (Thundercracker) Your standard Jack Russell Terrorist so named because she would bust everyone's balls (her original name was 'Ballbuster') at Marissa Fairborne's base. With Marissa's encouragement, was adopted by Thundercracker who was feeling lost after leaving the Decepticons and needed an 'anchor'/something to care for while he figured out a new purpose in life.

Mollica the British Shorthair cat (Nickel) - One of those "there is a cat in my house, I do not own a cat" situations. This thing just sauntered into the DJD's quarters, almost slapped Tarn's mask off when he grabbed her and Nickel immediately fell in love and insisted on keeping her if only for her audacity. Her being around Tarn has not endeared him to her one bit

Graymalkin the Sphynx cat (Starscream) - Post war, adopted by Starscream as a companion.

[myokk]

As someone who is constantly in awe of you, whether it’s art or writing, how do you stay motivated? 😭💙💖 such talent shouldn’t be legal!

Hi😭🥹🫶 I don’t know what I did to deserve such high praise😭😭🥹🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂💓💓💓💓

I only started writing in January & these fanarts I started in April so maybe I’m not the best to answer but I’ll try!!🫶🫶🫶

Short answer: I’m motivated by brainrot & the characters that move into my brain and demand to be drawn/written😭

Longer answer: I’ve always loved and been obsessed with stories & even before I learned fanfic was a thing last year (I live under a rock), I was always creating these crazy stories in my brain. I used to play the sims a lot for example…I would literally delete every premade family & make my own super complex relationships/generational drama and just watch the chaos play out and I always had so much fun coming up with different storylines and thinking about their personalities and how they would probably interact with each other.

I also read like CRAZY !!! 😳 I am a book devourer & am especially drawn to very long books that have beautiful writing and amazing characterizations:

Lonesome Dove (my favorite book of all time with my favorite character of all time, Gus🥺)

The Brothers Karamazov

Anna Karenina

Ulysses

100 Years of Solitude (100 años de soledad)

Rayuela (Hopscotch) & basically every Cortázar short story

Ok basically every Latin American novel/short story from the 20th century let’s be honest😆

The Mists of Avalon

Jane Austen

Donna Tartt

Etc etc etc I JUST LOVE READING !!!!

And so, even though I don’t consider myself a very good writer, and I would never even hope to become as good as the authors I read, I think it’s fun to try and capture some feelings and emotions of what it’s like to be human💓 I always try to write the characters with love and care and maybe it’s my obsession to make them almost three-dimensional that keeps my brain rot strong😆 I might not achieve it but I’m having a lot of fun trying…

As for creating so consistently, the writing part isn’t so hard bc once I get an idea in my mind I just want to write it! I don’t get oneshot ideas often but when I do I’m like😳✍️✍️✍️✍️ until it’s over😆 I think coming up with plot/ideas/characterizations takes me a lot longer than actually writing - I barely edit what I post because what I write down is already pretty polished.

For my art, I just love the human body/anatomy/angles etc and I have a lot of fun trying to make the drawings have a lot of movement and that’s kind of what motivates me. Art is also my job & so I’m just used to doing it all the time & these fanarts are a fun way to cool down after I do my “normal” art. The more I draw the more ideas I get, and I like to draw scenes from either my fanfic, or scenes that I think are cute but will probably never happen. But THEN sometimes the “extra” drawings inspire things, like my latest oneshot🫶

If you’re reading this and you’re a writer or artist too & look at it differently I would LOVE to hear what you think!!! Since I’m just starting out with all of this maybe there are better methods😆🫶 for me it’s just a love for stories and wanting to create all the time!!!

[spaceotter42]

Disney Channel's LGBTQ+ Actors

Just a few of Disney Channel’s out LGBTQ+ actors.

Joshua Rush (Andi Mack)

Raven-Symone (That's So Raven, Raven's Home)

Josie Totah (Jessie)

Joey Pollari (Avalon HIgh, Love, Simon)

Lilan Bowden (Andi Mack)

Rowan Blanchard (Girl Meets World)

Garrett Clayton (Teen Beach Movie 1 & 2)

Miley Cyrus (Hannah Montana)

Dove Cameron (Liv & Maddie, Descendants movies)

Corey Fogelmanis (Girl Meets World)

Alyson Stoner (Camp Rock Movies 1 & 2, Mike's Super Short Show)

Karan Brar (Jessie, Bunk'd)

August Kamp (Best Friends Whenever)

Joshua Bassett (Stuck In The Middle, High School Musical: The Musical: The Series). Also, several other actors from this series not pictured: Larry Saperstein, Julia Lester, Frankie Rodriguez, and Joe Serafini. Aired on Disney+ and on Disney Channel.

[teresabeadle5]

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[mara-xx217]

Chance the Unlucky: Cristin the Sodomizer

Trying to survive in Avalon was no easy task. Chance has taken up any number of odd jobs, but bounty hunting is by far the most profitable... and the most dangerous. And knowing his luck, well... fuck ups are inevitable.

Warnings: Trans Male Character, Rape/Noncon, Gangbang, Anal Sex, Vaginal Sex, Bondage, Spitroasting, Facial/Bukkake, Multiple Creampies, Humiliation/Degradation, Eventual Revenge

BOUNTY: CRISTIN THE SODOMIZER

WANTED: The head of Cristin the Sodomizer

LAST SEEN: Near the Ruined Market Square

NOTABLE FEATURES: Missing ring finger on left hand

Cristin the Sodomizer is wanted for crimes against Kamelot, including treason, murder, debauchery and robbery. He leads a group of outlaws known as ‘the Dirty Bastards’.

Well… Shit. 

Chance has found himself in a shit position. How could he allow himself to be taken off guard like that-?! By common bandits as well! The humiliation stung almost as much as his shoulders and back did from being placed in a pair of stocks. He glared at the bandit leader, gritting his teeth as he tried to pull his wrists free with little success. His long, braided red hair was stuck to his sweat-covered forehead and slipping out of its ties, and his beard was caked in dried (and drying) blood from having his nose broken. 

 “Ain’t no point in that. You fucked up, little dove.“ He said as he circled Chance’s vulnerable body. 

“Ain’t no flying away for you, anymore.” 

Chance gritted his teeth as the leader’s fellow bandits snickered at him. He tried to follow him with his eyes, but lost him as he went into his blind spot somewhere directly behind him. “Hmm… Not bad…” The leader muttered under his breath to no one in particular. Chance didn’t like not being able to see him, so he tried to kick at him. Tried, because his legs were shackled together and clanking loud enough to give the bandit leases more than enough opportunity to avoid any possible injury. 

“Now, now! None of that, little dove!” He grabbed Chance by the hips, pressing his crotch flush against his ass. Chance stiffened, eyes widening as he felt the leader’s hard on pressing into his posterior. “Keep that up and you’ll rile me and my boys up!”

“W-What the fuck-?!” Embarrassingly, his voice cracked a little as his eyes widened. He tried to jerk his head around in order to glare at the bandit leader, currently grinding his hard dick into his ass, but his head whipped back around just as quickly when another bandit approached him from the front. 

“What do you say we have a little bit of fun with this one here?” He produced a knife from his belt, and Chance stiffened. It wouldn’t be the first time he was tortured and raped at the same time, but it wasn’t like Chance wanted to experience it all over again. He set his jaw hard, clenching his fingers as he glared darkly up at the bandit in front of him. 

“I don’t see why not. He’s got the lips, hips and ass for a good time.” Chance began to pull on the stocks and chains again.

“Don’t-!” 

RIIIIIP!

The seat of his pants was grabbed and was sliced through with a tip of a knife. Chance felt a chill of terror wash over him, both from the close proximity of something sharp to his bits, and that this was really about to happen again. 

“Well, well! What do we have here?”

With a whistle of surprise, the bandit leader hooked a thumb into the folds of Chance’s moist pussy and pulled his lips to one side. The other bandits looked on in a mixture of shock and glee, oooing and ahhing at his hairy cunt and the promises of a good, warm fuck it would bring. He stiffened, choking on his own tongue as the back of his shirt was grabbed, the knife gliding from the back of his neck all the way down to the hem of his shirt. The bulk of it fell away from him, only holding on thanks to his sleeves, which were swiftly cut off in a similar manner.  A thin sheen of sweat had collected on his skin due to his apprehension and (shamefully) his arousal that was steadily increasing the closer the leader inspected his pussy. The bandit that was holstering his knife gave his front half a look over, humming in approval as his hand went to cup one of Chance’s pecs. 

“A real hand handful, this one is! Just look at them teats!” Chance jumped and hissed as his nipple was pinched hard, twisted and pulled on by the bandit who made his already hard nipples even harder, thanks to the stimulation and humiliation. 

“Unhand me! B-Bastards! Too cowardly to kill me, are you?! Face me one on one, and I guarantee I can kick all your arses!” Chance’s declaration sounded unconfident, his voice trembling and his threats utterly pathetic now that his clothing was torn to shreds. They all ignored him, instead looking to their leader, who had suddenly begun to rub the pad of his thumb up and down Chance’s moist slit. 

“Can we have fun with this one before slitting his throat, ser? All the women are gone for miles!” One of them spoke up, almost salivating at the prospect of sticking his dick in a wet, warm hole for once instead of his hand. The bandit leader hummed thoughtfully, circling his thumb around Chance’s clit and eliciting a sputtering reaction from him. He pulled against the stocks and chains, barking about how he’d kill them all if things went any further. 

Is that so? 

“Yes, we’ll keep him around for a while.” The men audibly cheered, giddy with excitement that they’d get to rape Chance. “But I get to fuck him first.” That was the only stipulation, fair to his men, but horrifying and heating to Chance. 

“You won’t- B-But I’m a man! Don’t-! Stop-!” Chance was cut off by a sweaty cock being slapped against his face. 

“UGH-! W-What the fu-?! MMPFH-?!” 

His eyes widened with shock and disgust as the dick was stuffed into his mouth at the same time two fingers were pushed into his pussy. He wasn’t prepared enough to take them without pain or difficulty, eyes welling involuntarily with pain and from his gag reflex being triggered repeatedly as his mouth was fucked by a greedy bandit. Chance stiffened his body, trying to push the fingers out of his cunt at the same time he debated on biting down on the cock in his mouth. If he does, he’s dead. And he’ll be raped, anyways. As humiliating as this was, 

Chance was prepared to live with it so long as he lived at all at the end of this nightmare. 

“Fuck-!~” His mouth is so wet and warm-! The bandit groaned as he bucked his hips into Chance’s open maw. He gurgled and growled, struggling to suppress a moan that was being pulled out of him thanks to the movement of the bandit leader’s nimble fingers against the roof of his pussy. 

“Hurry up! The rest of us want a turn with him up there!” One of the other bandits said, hungrily eyeing up Chance as he stroked his cock in his hand. All the bandits had their dicks out, jerking them off in his direction. Chance's face was red with effort and arousal, spittle and precum flying from his mouth as he chokes on the cock slamming into the back of his throat. 

With one last hard thrust, the bandit face fucking him bottoms out briefly, groaning as Chance struggled to breathe whatsoever. And that bastard behind him isn’t stopping! His eyes watered and rolled into the back of his head as he couldn’t breathe, saliva and tears soaking into his beard as he desperately pulled on his bindings. 

Can’t breathe. Can’t breathe- Can’t breathe can’t breathe-! FUCK!

Chance took in a deep breath of air greedily, coughing and gagging violently as he tried to catch his breath. Before he could, though, another cock, though smaller, was shoved into his mouth and its owner started to use his mouth with wild, uncoordinated thrusts of his hips.

“Fuck! You’re right! His mouth is so fucking tight-!” Pubic hair tickled Chance’s nose, the smell and taste of unwashed cock about to make him vomit. The fingers inside of him managed to pull out a muffled moan from deep within his gut, though it was lost under the gagging and choking sounds he made every time the bandit thrusted into his mouth. 

“Hmm… That’s a good little dove, getting so wet for me and my men.” The leader rubbed circles around Chance’s clit with his thumb as he worked him with his index and middle fingers. He stroked himself with his hand, staring at his soft, surprisingly round ass thoughtfully for a moment before turning towards one of his men. 

“Get me the animal fat.”

The… what-

“GLURK-!!!” A violent gag erupted from Chance’s mouth as cum flooded the back of his throat. It was sudden, without warning of any kind other than a soft, pathetic whimper from the bandit in his mouth. He pulled out of Chance’s mouth, and he immediately began to cough and spit out the cum that he hadn’t yet swallowed by accident. 

“UGH-!!! F-FUUU-! Fuckers! Fuck you! Fuck-!”

SMACK! 

“-?!” An undignified yelp leaves his mouth as an open palm strike landed on his bare ass. The leader had smacked him and hard, hard enough to leave a magenta imprint on his cheek for all to see. And his men did hoot and shout at the sight…

“Don’t you dare waste a drop, little dove. My men are kind enough to give it to you, so you'll savor every last drop they give you.” He didn’t have the chance to respond. Another cock, bigger than the last and much like the first, had entered his mouth and began to slide in and out from in between his puffy, pink lips. He could only gurgle in response, cringing at the intensity in which he was being face fucked and the taste of cum that mixed in with everything else that permeated his mouth. 

“You’re going to take everything we give you, day and night, slut!” 

“Yeah! In all your holes! Ha-!” 

“It’s been so long since my stick’s been embraced by a snug cunt… I can’t wait to shove it in him!” 

Chance’s face was dark red with fury and embarrassment. These bastards-! He’s going to kill every single one of them! All of them! He pulled on his wrists again, gagging as more pain flared around them and something wet slid down his arms and dripped hotly onto the ground. 

“None of that now. Ain’t no point in struggling, you’re getting fucked, ready or not…” He removed his fingers from Chance’s drooling pussy. A sigh of relief and a whimper of disappointment nearly left him, but it was totally squashed as he was forced to deepthroat the cock in his mouth. The bandit grabbed the messy braid that was jiggling and bouncing with the thrust of his hips and used it to deepen his thrusts, forcing Chance’s head fully forwards and punishing him for pulling away by wrapping his hair around his hand and giving it a hard yank.

“..willing or not.”

Once slick with animal fat, the bandit leader began to press his cock head not into Chance’s soaking wet and tingling pussy, but rather into his dry, tight asshole. 

“M-MMPFH?! MMM!!!” His eyes were wide, unable to turn around, to lift a hand or even to shout in order to stop the bandit leader from sodomizing him. Suddenly, Cillian’s words when you had picked up a recent bounty reached your ears as you felt the bandit leader press into you despite your best efforts to clench your asshole shut against his large cock. 

“Ah yes. ‘Cristin the Sodomizer’. What a nasty piece of work. I’d love to hear all about how you kill him. Perhaps you should do the sodomizing instead? Give him a taste of his own medicine, so to speak. None are more deserving than him, I assure you.” Goddamn it, Cillian, and damn your bounties, Chance thinks angrily as he’s spit roasted between a bandit leader and his men. His dick head was close to penetrating ass, just one thrust away before he’s going to be anally raped. Chance clenches every muscle in his body as hard as he could, but he was already exhausted, and bound in place. 

He couldn’t stop what was about to happen, no matter how hard he fought to do so. 

It was slow, at first. Chance clenched his fists and curled his toes as he tried to escape the pressure that was building against his puckered hole. It was all useless… His eyebrows furrowed, pinching together then raising to his hairline as the tip of Cristin’s dick pushed past the rim of his hole and into his anus with a soft squelch. 

“M-MMMM-!!!”

Chance wanted to scream, but the new cock in his mouth disallowed it, muffling all sounds that tried to escape his throat and instead turning them into groans and moans of ‘pleasure’. He arched his back, squirming and jerking his body around violently in a vain attempt to free himself from his binds. Chance lifted his hips, standing on the tips of his toes in an attempt to escape the pain, but he already wasn’t a tall man, and Cristin the Sodomizer took full advantage of this fact. 

“Yes, that’s it, little dove! Perk that ass of yours up for me!”

SMACK! 

SMACK! 

SMACK! 

The tears that welled in Chance’s eyes overflowed as Cristin forced himself to bottom out inside of his ass. I-It’s too much! He’s going to break-! His pussy ached as the bandit leader began to pull out of him… only to push back in. again and again. Soon, Cristin’s balls were slapping against Chance’s pussy, sending bolts of pleasure up his spine, accompanied by the searing pain of his dry ass being fucked unprepared. 

“Such a tight little thing! By the end of the night, you’ll be nice and loose for us from here on out.” Cristin grabbed the stocks Chance was trapped in and began to violate him hard, fast and deep. His spine had to curl in order to accommodate the force that the bandit leader put into the movement of his hips. 

“MMMPFHH-!!! MMM-!!!~ HMM-!!!~” Cum filled Chance’s mouth, the bandit pulling out and cumming on his face with a shudder and a gasp. Chance couldn’t stop himself from screaming in a mixture of pain and pleasure as he was violently raped in the ass. 

“A-AAHHNN-!!!~ AH-!~ FUCKFUCKFUCKNONONONO-!!!!~ S-S-STOP I-I-IT!!!~” Chance screamed, cum dripping off his face and from his mouth. He tried to kick his legs out, tried to thrash, tried to do something, anything, but nothing could be done. He could only scream and take it, take it, take it as Cristin the Sodomizer fucked his ass, pulling his hair like he was some kind of whore. All in front of his men, who were already partaking in his body. 

It was already becoming easier to be fucked, blood and buttery fat lubing up Chance’s ass so the rapist’s cock could slide in and out of him with less resistance. The feeling of the Sodomizer’s balls slapping against his aching cunt had Chance close to cumming. R-Right there! Right there! Come ON-! When his cock was angled just right, Chance could feel it in his pussy, pressing against the right spot, especially when it grinds against the thin barrier between the two orifices. He doesn’t want to cum, but he needs to! It fucking hurts-! He doesn’t want to feel good. But he’s so fucking close-! 

“I hope you’re ready, little dove! U-UFF-! I’m cumming-!” No! No, no no-! 

“D-DON’T! S-S-STOP! P-PLEASE!!!~” Chance’s voice cracked as it reached a pitch he knew all too well. Pain, pleasure, humiliation… He should be used to it, given his time at the Asylum with the red priests, but… He wasn’t. He was scared. Hurt. Not wanting to cum but needing it, not wanting to experience pleasure but needing it to counteract the pain and degradation he was experiencing. Screams and cries of denial left his lips, but Cristin held his head steady by his braid and forced him to look at his men as he cummed in his ass. 

“N-NGGH-!!!~ F-FUUUU-!!!~” A stream trickled down from between Chance’s legs. The bandits all laughed, hooting and hollering again as they shouted over once another

“He’s pissed himself!”

“Naw! He’s cumming!”

Cumming?! From getting fucked in the ass?! Ha-! What a perverted slag!” 

Cristin the Sodomizer groaned as he filled Chance’s bowels with his seed. He didn’t immediately pull out, staying in place so he could feel the bounty hunter’s cunt pulse and clench from the waves of his unwanted orgasm. He grabbed Chance’s ass with his other hand, kneading the soft flesh and pulling his cheeks apart with both hands as he slowly pulled out.

“U-UGH-!” Chance cried out in relief and disgust as he felt mostly empty once again. Semen drips out of his bloodied hole, landing on the ground at his feet. Cristin gave his cheeks another squeeze, smacking him on the ass as he tucked himself back into his trousers. 

“The dove’s all yours boys.”

The moment the words left his mouth, a fight broke out. Everyone was scrambling to get behind Chance first. His pussy was still unfucked, a prize they all wanted and didn’t want to share with the others. There can only be one that claims him first (save for their boss), and it would be one that could sneak into position while the others were busy fighting. 

A lean bandit slipped behind him and smeared his precum against Chance’s pussy, thrusting inside of him with relative ease. He grabbed his hips, moaning and groaning about how hot, wet and tight he was as he thrusted to the hilt and began to thrust into him in short, hard bursts. Chance denied it felt good, he’d deny it until the day he died, but his cunt squeezed down on his cock as he cummed inside of him, thrusting still and butting against the entrance to his womb and spilling his seed against it. He quickly pulled out, and was replaced with another, who immediately began to pound into him with enough vigor to make the stocks and chains tremble and shake both visibly and audibly.

“Yeah! Yeah! Take it, fucking slag!” The bandit moaned as he wildly fucked Chance’s pussy. A womanish moan left his throat as his G-spot was repeatedly slammed into, his hips beginning to gravitate backwards towards the source of pleasure, even though it was unwanted. 

“His body betrays him! He loves getting fucked, don’t you?!” Another bandit reaches down and grabs at Chance’s pecs, pinching his nipple in between their fingers and twisting it hard. There wasn’t much fat there, but they still fondled him like he was a woman… When they traced over the crooked, curved scars on the underside of his nonexistent chest, his back arched and his legs trembled and jerked violently against their chains. 

“You do this, yourself, or did some other sod get to cut your tits off?!” 

“Bet they enjoyed it! I know I would’ve!” 

“Move out of the way! It’s my turn with his mouth!” Before Chance could yell, yet another cock was shoved into his mouth, the one in his pussy throbbing and unceremoniously dumping a load of cum into his twat before pulling out. Instead of replacing the vacancy in his cunt, the next bandit shoved his cock into Chance’s sore, bleeding and cum filled asshole, eliciting a squeal of pain from the bounty hunter as he arched his back in an attempt to soothe the pain and pressure he felt. 

Pointless, pointless… It’s all pointless. 

Hours had passed. His ass and pussy were fucked. His mouth used. Someone cummed on his slit, the other his ass. One bandit jerked off at his face, cumming on it as he pressed his dick against Chance’s face and cummed in his hair. More followed his example, and soon he was covered head to ass in cum, stinking and slick like some kind of used up tavern whore.

Cum drooled out of Chance’s well used mouth, pussy and asshole, dripping onto the ground underneath him into noticeable puddles. His nipples were red and raw from being pinched and sucked on, bruising fingerprints all over not only his chest, but his hips, jaw and ass as well. He stared at the ground, exhausted, but still alive, his attackers asleep or standing half asleep while on guard. Everything hurts, aching and stinging from pain and pleasure. His arms and shoulders burn from struggling and from the stressful position he’s maintained for nearly half a day, but Chance still forced himself to try once again to pull his bruised and bloodied wrists free from their confines. 

Twist and pull… T-Twist and… and pull-!

Oh-!

Yes! He did it! 

Once he frees himself fully, he’ll get his revenge. Perhaps not now, or tomorrow, or even the next day, but when he’s healed and ready to fight, he’ll be back and ready to take all their branded skin and their bastard leader’s head to Cillian for payment… 

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