#BITES THE BARS OF MY CAGE ENCLOSURE

[swashbucklinwaterrr]

" a loser but just maybe if we— " " —eat shit together, things will end up differently~ "

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[spoopdeedoop]

*sees 6 pixels of a new red son outfit* oh yeah this is gonna go crazy

(fit in question under the cut)

[hyunpic]

oh my god

[mythspy]

insane hours (11:43am)

I keep on having this thought. kim suho was a little bit of a rebel when he was younger, he was kinda a bad kid. what if he got a small (really bad) tattoo when he was having that phase…. like. on the side of his back near his waistline… like just above his hip bone……… and javier sees it when lloyd stretches his hands over his head… and he just drops everything to look closer at it cause its a part of his lord that he did not know about…………. ourgh… i feel normal…..

[captain-jams]

I shouldn't have been given access to classic who dear god I'm going insane.

[scumdrug]

ngl posting anything but especially wips or my oc content makes me so anxious but i'm really happy to see you all like it anyway, thank you all for the support! :D

[stunt-lads]

Im thinking thoughts absolutely vibrating with ideas

[theprodigypenguin]

My superpower is Spite 🙂

[sleepyhead-1o1]

LEF ME OUT LETE MEOTNAJEBAI

[explorar-curiosity-e-opportunity]

You should bite someone

My parents are all Not Here

[slightly-knot-insane]

Homemade

Monstertober 2024 - day 8 [ Chimera/Patchwork ] by @ozzgin

[ ???!monster x villain!fem!reader ]

tw: horror themes, light gore, twisted romance

You need a perfect boyfriend. Obedient, strong, devoted, endowed. But humans are so boring. You've dated so many and all of them have been so disappointing. Dull. Weak.

You walk around your laboratory. The only thing you like about humans is their arms. You like arms. Legs are not necessary, but arms are fun. And everything else you like about living creatures human beings lack: horns, tails, multiple set of genitals, maws, claws, scales. All those exciting things are not available for humans. Tsk, how annoying.

That's why - you think to yourself - you've created a perfect being for yourself. You've gathered and sewed all the body parts you liked. The recovery of your creation has been... shaky, and your new boyfriend still needs time to get used to his new body. But he is such a sweetheart! He is enduring all the pain and bleeding (and occasional body part detaching) just so that he could make you smile. He even wants to hug you and kiss you all the time. Your clothes always ends up bloodied but that's okay! It's not his fault.

"Hello... my dearest," he greets you from inside his cage, slowly forming words. "Will you let me love you today?"

You look at him and melt. His eyes are so gentle and affectionate, a perfect combination of all the colours you love. Even his tail is happily wagging! But you notice something else. He is trying to hide something between his legs. You bite your lower lip. "What do you have there?"

He blushes. "I... I can't control myself. I need something but I don't know what."

"Oh I know what you need," you giggle. "But I'm afraid you need to wait a bit more or you'll fall apart."

He grabs two bars of his cage with such force his enclosure shakes. Now you can see his massive boner peeking between the bars. It's painfully red and swollen. "Please, my dearest! I need... I need you."

Oh how someone begging you makes you wet. He is begging for your pussy. And, to be completely honest, you've been thinking about that perfect cock of his for a while. You wanted to try it out every since you made it. And you've been oh-so-patient. You push your fingers inside your underwear. Oh fuck, you are soaked.

"Okay," you say with a trembling voice. "Let's try. But you stay inside the cage." You still haven't tested his temperament and emotional control. His impulses and stress reactions are unknown to you. But fuck it, science isn't for cowards! That's why you remove the bottom half of your uniform and press your ass against the cage.

He growls and sniffs the air and it takes him mere seconds to understand what he must do. He can only push his cock between the bars and nothing else and his massive phallus is almost to big for you. You rub against his glans, whimpering as it rubs your clit. But you humping him isn't enough. What can you do? And you come up with something so so so risky - you push your arms inside the cage and get immediately yanked by your perfect boyfriend's massive hands. He pulls you against the bars as hard as your body allows, and pushes his cock inside your hungry hole. You scream from delight, praising him, and he growls and howls behind you, overwhelmed by his first copulation. You quickly reach your first orgasm and so does he. He fills you so much your stomach swells. But he doesn't let you move away.

"I need to breed my dearest. I need to breed her every day. I am her pet and slave and I am here to serve her," he says.

You moan in joy, tears forming in your eyes, knowing you've succeeded in creating your perfect boyfriend.

[joffyworld]

I need to see Aych draw narilamb kissing

I need to see Aych draw them making out

Aych

Please

I beg you

Please

I need to see you draw them kissing

I need to draw narilamb kissing

I need to draw them making out

Softly

Roughly

Awkwardly

Cutely

I need to draw them kissing

[strawwbyy]

۶ৎ Ronove Dabble ۶ৎ

f!reader, general smut. nothing too crazy (not proofread)

IIIIIMMM thinking about visiting Abbadon, venturing deep into the musky stinky palace and looking around for Ronove. You can feel a weird pressure from the scent of the place, and the air that comes out of the cages pressures you further into the place until you stumble upon Ronoves cage. Buut he's not there?? The door is open tho, so guided by that enticing, masculine eau de parfum of his you enter the cage. not really a smart move. you realize your rooky mistake pretty fast thouygh, since the moment you get distracted staring into the dark abyss of the interior you hear the door close with a thud and your hands are suddenly gripping onto the bars of the enclosure like you're a prisoner, cause you gotta hold onto dear life with the way Ronove just pounced on you. He's quick to start sniffing like a rabid dog, aggressive and impatient, nudging your face and neck with his nose and you feel that dangerous piece of lace covering his eyes brush against your ticklish skin and you shudder. oh, he loves that. he loves fear, he can smell it like a literal hellhound. His hands, oh his big ass hands, also start roaming around. He lets his fingers dance around your neck, gripping it to scare you but not hard enough to hurt you as his other hand grabs handfulls of your boobs and tummy, your hips and your ass, just everything it can get to. You feel a weird wet stickiness on your neck too, he wants to bite, lick, to taste you so bad but the gag he has on doesn't let him and his spit just drools onto your cleavage. That doesn't stop him from getting to work tho. You don't usually find a pretty, cute toy like yourself around these parts. Having the daughter of solomon trapped with you is a miracle that only appears in the demons wettest dreams. His fingers somehow end up in your pussy, prodding and rubbing your clit and sinking into your hole repeateadly, just doing about anything to feel you and get you excited. Although it's kinda impossible, the thick fog of Abbadon would make anyone feel warm in their stomach instantly and Ronoves dark presence was making you drip since you stepped foot into the cage. You can hear him groan and moan in your ear in the silent place, every movement so especially fabricated to drive you insane with him but also so sudden and desperate. Eventually, your feet dangle off the floor and in the air as Ronove wraps an arm around your lower stomach to lift you, his other hand busy with taking out his dick and placing it inside you. You don't even know when he took off your panties and honestly, it's starting to be hard to focus your eyes as a dizzy arousal takes over you. I just know this guy fucks like a rabbit. Insane pace. Speed, hardness and deepness all combined into one like a broken but oh so useful sex machine, his cock hitting your most sensitive spots again and again, and with the thick fingers circling your clit it's a matter of seconds before you're cumming around him. He doesn't stop though, not even after more than one orgasm, even after you squirt and scream he doesn't stop. Not like you're complaining, your brain is basically melted by now. After all, he has to make the most of this before Asmodeus finds you too. Although, knowing him, he would probably just join.

strawby here! this is so ass im sorry........... this is nothing like the fic i had planned for ronove but after getting to like 99% and losing it i lost motivation. but i still wanted to post something from my polls so... yay i might write something better for him in the future, idk. i hope you enjoy it anyways!

[nordarknessdimsthesky]

A linguistic analysis of tumblr hyperbole in the tags

This post expands my previous analysis of hyperbolic reactions to cluster tags by themes. There were too many themes, some of them overlapping, to create a cohesive graph. Instead, I present several overarching themes from a data set of 50 tags observed and documented in various corners of tumblr.

1. Feeling Normal™️

Tags within this cluster profess Normal feelings (read: extreme excitement, enthusiasm, obsession, derangement, etc.).

#mmmmrrrghuhhhhghhh #I'm so normal about it teehee #absolutely not rending my clothing #feeling very normal and not feral at all #i will simply never recover #gif sets sent to personally destroy me #i can't cope #the eyes #i'm a puddle #i am INCONSOLABLE #i am DISTRAUGHT #IM NOT OKKAAAAAAYYYYYY #FEELING TOTALLY ONE HUNDRED PERCENT NORMAL

2. Feralness

The following data points conjure animalistic behavior. There’s a non-zero amount of biting and chewing involved.

#chomping biting barking #biting my arms off #rattling my cage #[incoherent biting noises] #chewing glass #chewing through wood #*shaking the bars of my enclosure* HELLO!!!!!!!! #climbing the walls #biting gnawing chewing #im gonna rip off my front door and eat it

3. Noisy Emotional Outbursts

These tags encompass crying, screaming, yelling, and other loud reactions.

# shaking sobbing crying #SCREAMIIIING BANGING MY HEAD ON THE WALL #*no thoughts only wailing* #i am SOBBING #IM CRYING LIKE A BITCH #*just fucking yelling* #S C R E A M #screeching into a pillow #brb sobbing for 5-7 business years

4. Throwing

All of these tags except the last one involve being thrown instead of throwing things. I, personally, am entertained by the range of places/situations people are throwing themselves into.

#i am going to THROW MYSELF into the SEA #hurl me into the sea #hurl me into the sun #trebuchet me into the sun #hurl me straight at europa #vent me out of an airlock #slam me against a wall #put me in a box and throw me down the stairs #throwing myself into traffic you know? #just defenestrate me already #defenestrate me #absolutely hurl me through plate glass #i'm going to start tossing furniture

5. Bodily Harm

There’s a good deal of overlap with the previous theme. Nearly all of the tags involving throwing would result in varying degrees of bodily harm. Here are the tags outside of the Throwing subgroup.  

#im going to throw upppppp #tearing my hair out #banging my head against the wall #SCREAMIIIING BANGING MY HEAD ON THE WALL #biting my arms off #microwaving myself #crumple me up and microwave me

6. Absurdism

My personal favorite cluster. The imagery conjured and resulting comedic hyperbole is just [chef’s kiss].

#im gonna rip off my front door and eat it #crumple me up and microwave me #put me in a box and throw me down the stairs #defenestrate me #absolutely hurl me through plate glass

7. Keysmashes

These tags center less around meaning and more around style, so they form the last group. A handful of these could fall under Noisy Emotional Outbursts because they represent reaction noises. In my linguistic judgment, keysmashing increases the hyperbole – consider augh versus aughfhghghghhh – the latter reads as prolonged and more intense emotionally.

#aghdjakgsjadhjaka * #hrhrhrhgnnnghhhhh #aughfhghghghhh #mmmmrrrghuhhhhghhh #I'm so normal about it teehee #waughfhghghh #oughhhhghghhh

*one digression in a friend discord server was how people interpret keysmashes in their minds. Some hear the first couple letters and then some sputtering, others hear static. It’s a common joke that you need a minor in linguistics to understand conversations in this friend group. Such is the nature of things when the chaos linguist energy is strong.

[lay-z]

Omg babes. Hear me out. We all have 141 hybrids that we all got after they retired. You with Johnny and Simon, Bunny with John, and me with Kyle. And of course we all have to take them to the park for the weekly playdates. Of course their weekly playdates have to include some sort of entertainment. So one of us sneaks off to hide panties in the nearby woods for them to find and scent match.

-🦄

Oh... FUCK YES! 🥴🫠 Also, this reads like my story "inamorata" just waaaaay more indulgent for us 😂 tw: self shipping

Now I'm imagining myself going to the hybrid shelter and walking around with one of the shelter workers; looking to adopt one of the poor creatures, because I'm lonely as fuck…

Walking down the aisle between the arranged caged pens, we arrive at the (way too small) enclosure where one hybrid is already standing by the caged door, his blackish-brown tail swaying slowly as he watches curiously, though the moment I lock eyes with him, his tail starts wagging uncontrollably, shaggy German Shepherd ears flattening against his skull.

“What about that one?” I ask, curiosity piqued by the very friendly-looking and handsome dog hybrid. I always wanted a German Shepherd.

The shelter worker glances at his clipboard. “Uh, he’s ex-military, and–”

“And?”

And there are two of them. A pair.

The tattered sign attached to the door with zip ties has Johnny & Simon scribbled on with white chalk, and when I take a closer look into the enclosure, I spot another massive dog hybrid inside, sitting with his broad back turned towards us.

“Their former teammates have been adopted separately a few days ago, actually,” the shelter worker explains as he trails behind me with his clipboard, hopeful to place the dog hybrid pair, too. “They’re both tame and well-mannered. Great at following orders.”

Makes sense.

“You’re Johnny?”

Johnny’s large ears flick forward when I address him, and he nods eagerly, flashing a sharp grin. “And ye’re ours?”

I can’t help but laugh at that, a blush tinting my cheeks at his brazen retort.

“What about your friend?” I ask, nodding my chin at the other dog hybrid who refuses to even acknowledge my interest in adopting them both. “Would he want to come home with me, too?”

Johnny whines roughly, gripping the metal bars of the enclosure with both hands; face pressing against the bars while his nose twitches as he tries to sniff me.

“Aye, he’s just a… shy lad,” he tries to assure me, though I have trouble believing that.

“Does he bite?”

Suddenly, the behemoth in the corner moves with a kind of swift–and smoothness I didn’t expect from him. Simon towers over Johnny, even though the latter is already quiet tall and bulky, and while Johnny is a purebred German Shepherd, Simon seems to be a mongrel—with sleek black fur on his smaller, triangle shaped dog ears, his tail not even visible under his baggy clothes.

His right brow raises, split by a jagged scar, as he peers down at me with tawny eyes. I notice the shelter worker taking a step backwards behind me.

“Well? Do you bite?” I repeat, gauging both hybrids reactions. “Or would you be a good boy for me?”

“Aye, Ah would!” Johnny exclaims, tail wagging harder once more as he presses himself flush against the door, trying to get through.

Meanwhile, Simon cracks the most imperceptible smile before nodding curtly, though something deeper flashes across his tawny eyes.

“They’re perfect!” I announce, turning on my heels to face the shocked shelter worker. “I’ll take them both!”

Or something like that, I don't know. 🤭🐺🐶

[drakudoll]

On my knees begging for Johnny Cage with a shy virgin reader

biting the bars of my enclosure ( i have only been with one guy i love virgin/inexperienced!reader inserts omg )

CAN DO this might be short bcuz i am blowing through requests but i will put much effort to it!

- Thinking about how fucking soft Johnny would be once he realizes how nervous you are to do anything and he realizes you're inexperienced and his brain gets all caretaker-y and mega soft!dom energy.

- Johnny always asking if something as simple as kissing you is okay, when you finally get too pent up you very shy but aggressively tell him to not treat you completely like glass and hes like " :O! ". he still is gentle with you but definitely is more forward with his movements- only asking for consent for larger things like taking your clothes off, grinding against you, touching you in new spots, etc

- Taking your clothes off and staring at your body for an almost uncomfortable amount of time, finding that such a plush soft untouched person like you was gifted to his nasty, dirty self. almost feeling unworthy of corrupting you. but when he hears your breathy sounds as he barely touchings your hips and chest he loses all composure and leaves kisses and dark marks all over your body as a way to display he "ruined" you.

- Johnny's new found corruption kink going off the charts as he sucks and plays with your chest, the whimpers and pathetic gasps spurring him on more as he stravels to your stomach, and down to the waistband of you panties as he looks up with asking eyes, softly questioning if he can slip them off. when he does he stares at your core like its a forbidden fruit, his hot breath fanning over your wetness, cooling it as you jolt from the sensation.

- Johnny taking his sweet fucking time while eating you out, two fingers slowly and softly fucking you while he sloppily and smoothly licks everywhere else he can get too. making you cum a minimum of 3 times from just his fingers and mouth before sliding himself in, Johnny being cute and holding your hands while he slips his cock in- using lots of lube and being slow and careful, your pained whines making him even harder knowing he's the first one to be inside you.

- His thrusts shallow and slow as he rests his forehead against yours, looking down at you with such adoration and lust that he looks like a starstruck kid in a candy shop. growing shy again you look away but his hand quickly grasps your jaw, making you look at him while he softly moans little affirmations "Nuh-uh.. no.. C'mon sweet girl.. c'mon..look at me, baby"

- Feeling you cumming quick already he applies soft pressure and rubs against your clit- wanting you to cum as many times as possible, not wanting to cum until you're spent and satisfied. he becomes such a giver for you when you admit to being inexperienced 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫