#anon: 🦠

[mayasaurusss]

Hi! New anon here (🦠). Won’t ask how you’re feeling because we’re all in mourning and in shambles, but what do you think Lottie would be like with a reader who’s an Antler Queen? Lowkey LottieNat-leaning, but reader was the one who got chosen, and now they’re in the spring, and Lottie is THE prophet while reader is THE queen.

Thank you!

Her queen

A/N: Hello my dears, I am back! (I think). This isn't the best of my works and my writing has some improvment to do after my hiatus, but I tried to make it make sense.

Also, let's all welcome dear🦠anon eveyone! I require a round of applause please. Enjoy!

Oh Lottie, the workshipper that you are.

That winter day, when the snow was raging outside and the cold seeped inside the wooden cabin, she consulted with It, asked It what they could do to survive the winter.

When she heard Its voice echo inside her ears, cold as the icy wind and hoarse as a murder of crows and as billions of ghosts’ whispers, she couldn't believe what It was asking, no, demanding of her. You, out of everyone?

That day, she questioned herself whether the Wilderness was real, or a figment of her own imagination. But an order it’s an order, and like the true devotee she is, she compiled. 

When she came into the room, everyone’s faces looked harsh, distant, barely holding it together. The dance of light and shadows the fire projected into the room and onto their faces only added more depth to the seriousness of the situation. Had she been good at art history, Lottie could have confidently said that she had been transported into a baroque’s painting world. Or Victorian gothic, or whatever.

She couldn’t see you at first, not behind the bloody pulp of meat that was left in place of her left eye, not with you away from the center of the room, hidden in the dark, protecting yourself from what was happening. From what was about to happen.

You always looked so precious to her.

Natalie was always It's favorite, but you were always hers.

You were too busy drawing imaginary doodles on the floor, trying to do anything to forget this place to see her walking towards you. Her and your friends’ faces morphed into confusion, anger and jealousy as she arrived at your feet. Only when the fireplace’s lights were gone from your eyes, did you look up. Standing above you, the light shone around her, creating a halo around her figure. She looked almost holy to you, had her face not been shrouded in darkness.

“It chose”.  

Adorned with an antler crown, you order, help and try your best to hold the group together.

You are a beacon of light, a hope inside the darkness. Someone she can count on, someone she knows will lead all of you to safety. 

Lottie is utterly obsessed with you, even more so after you became the Antler Queen. She treats you like a god.

She gives you her share of the food, stuff your clothes with fresh medicinal herbs, kisses you goodnight every day, when the sun goes down, right in the middle of camp, in front of everybody. She looks up at you with love in her eyes, as if you were a gift the Wilderness sent her, for how good of a devotee she was.

Speaking of kisses. Charlotte, previous to the crash, had never been too much into public displays of affection. And, more than that, she never confessed anything about her little crush for you. But after everything went to shit, it’s like a cloud obscures her judgment. She had always felt this need to tell you, to come and sit down next to you and whisper in your ear “I like you”, but never had the courage.

That’s until the Wilderness itself made you their queen, and from then on, all her fears and doubts melted away.

On one of those afternoons when the air gets warmer and the light shines longer, she comes to you. You were sitting down on a log, letting time pass while you carved a figure out of wood. It’s something that always made her smile, how you could still cling to humanity in a place like this. She couldn’t. They couldn’t.

Since the evening was nearing, everyone was finishing up their tasks, sitting by the fire or losing track of time. You looked up to see Lottie’s gaze fixated down on you. “Oh, Lottie. Wha-” you couldn’t finish your words, because the moment you stood up, she took your face in her hands and leaned down to kiss you.

The more time passed, the rougher she had become with you. Her teeth pulled at your bottom lip, her tongue exploring your mouth, her breath heavy against your skin. All of that, in front of every one of your friends. 

You couldn’t let yourself be seen by anyone for a while, especially because Lottie had followed you to your tent. 

She follows you; no matter where you go, you've always got her eyes on you.

Resting inside your tent? Lottie peeks at you.

Hunting with Natalie? She gives you a protection token and prays for you while you are away.

Eating meat by the fire? She watches as your teeth sink into it.

You think it’s a little weird sometimes, but you know she means well. 

And don’t get me started on the rituals.

They are divided into two categories: the ones that are performed in front of everyone, and the ones that only you two share. Despite the height of the experience of a group ritual, it's the private ones that are her favorite. 

She wakes you in the middle of the night, when everyone is asleep and the air is cool. You follow her into the woods, away from the camp. She tells you that the Wilderness has asked her for a sacrifice tonight, and that that sacrifice is you. She tells you that It wants to hear you scream into the night, wants to feel you writhe above the ground it rules over. 

So you sit on an old tree stump, big enough to let you sit comfy on it. Lottie slowly descends down your body, until her face is nestled right where you need her the most. Thanks to her height, she has no problems in placing your legs on her shoulders; hell, you are even slightly curved upwards because of it.

She dives right down, taking you between her lips, workships you until her name echoes between the trees. Under the spring’s moon and stars only you and her exist.

Only with you she can still be human.

You are her god, and she’ll be your servant until she dies.

When you get back to camp, you’re greeted by a tired Taissa sitting by the fire, with deep eyebags, looking at you as if she could kill you with her gaze.

“You should really keep your voice down…”. 

[kaeinvy]

age gap theme for scaramouche? younger readers please 💗😋

𝐀 𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐅'𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐊 ! + scara ; genshin

contains; fem, dilf scara, babysitter, smut, blowjob, grinding, fingering, spanking, finger sucking, hair pulling, PinV(afab reader), Petnames:doll, baby

notes; I couldn't do two versions, I only did fem</3 too tired and no ideas, agghhh so sorry !^^

HE was the father of the kid that you babysit, his kid. It was good money but he was so hot that you considered being the kid's new parent, I mean. He is so fine, you would look at him and trying to seductiving him.

HE watches you as you take care of his kid, being so doting on the child, you would squeal and dream about Scara. Dreaming about him, touching you all over and teasing you!

HE was the sweetest thing ever, taking care of his kid, gosh it made you feel inlove with him harder and you hoped that he would get harder at the thought of you, and that dream will become a reality.

HE would touch your clothed cunt, his hand rubbing your damp panties, his fingers pressing unto your cunt, he slides your panties to the side before his finger pokes at your wetness. Whispering in your ear, he brings his other finger up to your mouth as you suck on them.

HE smirks and kisses your ear, moves his finger out and in of your mouth, pressing down onto your tongue, you gag slightly on his finger and your legs tremble.

HE moves his thumb up to your clit, pushing in his two fingers in you and he stretches in and out of you, preparing your wetness for his dick, you moan and throw your head back. Your eyes slightly rolling back, he stops as you cum on his finger, you bite your lower lip.

HE grabs your hips and lifts you up, lifting you over his dick and his dick aims at your wetness. He pushes down into you, his dick filling you up also he moves in and out of you, he groans into your ear. "Aren't you just a doll, baby?" He whispers while fucking your tight wet cunt.

HE lets out low moans while he fucks into you, his eyes are closed and his mouth is slightly open, you hold onto his hands, he lets go of your hands before he bends you over his desk, your tits touching the cold desk littered with papers.

HE pounds hard, his palm spanking your ass as he groans and lets out a growl, his hands are aching to spank you some more. "Take it all, doll" he whispers in your ear, he grabs a fist of your hair. Yanking it back as he fucks you, making clapping noises as he does so.

HE kisses your neck and nibbles on it, your hair still in his hand as he bites your neck, marking you as his. It was a good thing that you decided to be a babysitter, you could have never met this handsome man who has a good dick!

HE holds you close, his other groping at your tit as he holds you by it, his other hand furiously rubbings t your clit, pleasuring it also he pleasures you by fucking you, his dick twitching in you.

HE finishes inside inside of you, his dick pumping out his precious semen, his cum filling your cunt up, his white cream inside of you, you let out a moan and smile. "Look at you baby, are you my slut? Of course you are." He says, before he grabs your chin and kisses you roughly.

[system-hottakes]

hot take its okay to make mistakes on your alter count. its okay to realize some headmates where just one person, it doesnt mean you're faking?

its also okay to suddenly change how old you are? systems are weird, shit happens,

(mostly for us tbh a lot of us need to hear it lol)

🦠 < to find the ask easier

yip yup! Mistakes happen, that is perfectly valid. You aren't faking !

[forsaken-headcanons]

Headcanons about Itrapped bcs yes.

Since he has that analog horror ahh square covering his face, I wanted to represent well what people and chance would see.

-Itrapped can go HOURS without blinking and it can be up to a WHOLE day, also meaning that when you talk to him, he won't look away from your eyes for ANY instant.

- Itrapped's movements are very "robotic" just like his expression, he will always have an uncanny smile as if his face only accepted that type of smile causing great discomfort and stress to anyone who talked to him.

- And it's always good to have an answer ready for him and prevent yourself from running out of things to say, because if the environment is quiet he won't be at all bothered by being even quieter than the environment itself.

— 🧪🦠 infected anon

Itrapped, please blink. Please. I've been staring into your eyes for about a half hour now, and I'm starting to get uncomfortable./silly But! Itrapped being represented to be more unsettling and learning more into analog horror with how he moves and functions is pretty cool! I really like this.

[this-orange-anon024]

Hey friend, how would you feel about getting a gun? -🩸🪷

(new way to mark Bloody!Lotus au)

@gremlinlotusannonhere

(mold!orange au)

GIVE IT

(orange is breathing heavy in excitement at the idea of what they could do with it)

[banlands-ruler]

does this please you

" very "

[itsrlymine]

I got small success stories to sharrrrrre 😜

After I finally accepted my power, I've been really chill about manifestation. I noticed I don't really force myself to feel anything, it's all natural to me, thanks to you and other bloggers 🎉

– This week I was tired of the high temperatures so I told myself "it's so fucking cold I'm freezing" and 5 minutes later it started to rain!!!! I'm doing this again rn but without the rain lmao, I'm already not melting anymore.

– My intrusive thoughts are really weak. They barely show up, and if they do, they don't affect me emotionally no matter how hard I try to care. I'm sure they'll vanish soon lol. Usually they were very graphic so they REALLY disturbed me back then.....

– I started to actually be satisfied in imagination, I catch myself giggling every five minutes 😭

– I was very sad with how flopped my other tumblr was and started to get insecure with my art, until I realized "I can't let these thoughts dictate MY reality." and decided my art satisfied me.... next drawing I did actually got me surprised!!!

– My mom has really bad mood swings and I got really pissed off one night so I just wrote in my notes app a single affirmation about her being sympathetic and having a good energy etc etc, forgot it and went to sleep, the next day she was completely undisturbed.

– canker sore girl (😭) (can I be 🦠 anon?)

cancker sore still takes me outtt. hello 🦠!!!

i'm so happy you don't force and it feels natural bc manifestation really is!! we've been natural manifesting all of our lives and will continue to so why not chill at the same time??

these successes eat down i'm ngl. when i catch myself laughing at my imagination, i look at the invisible camera in the room to see if they caught me looking crazy😭😭 thank you for sharing me love!!

[weskie]

anon come back and cook more?

aight bet

tempted to name myself pussydrunk anon so you can remember but unsure

anywayyyyy

Wesker bottom entails him pulling you to sit on his face, begging for you to fuck his face, lather him in your cunt/cock and smear his face with your fluids

he's begging for it because one he loves you so much and two, he can't get enough of being treated like a toy, used for your pleasure while he feasts on it

his cock is so hard in his pants but he refuses to touch himself, his only focus on pleasing you

if he's facing down and his cock is near any surface though? he's 100% humping it, uncaring if he's cumming and soaked the fabric/floor, he just needs to know he's pleasing you and doing such a good job, he just gets a bit carried away

he needs to hear your praise

won't you praise him?

- 🦠 anon (bacteria anon)

YOU WERE SO QUICK WITH THIS HOLY MOLY OMFG

YOU'RE SO RIGHT THOUGH HE'S HUMPING WHATEVER SURFACE HE'S PRONE ON

praise kink wesker got my brain feeling like someone just put my head in one of those paint mixing machines. whoooo brother. thank you chef bacteria anon

[lifesteal-headcanons]

red get the never ending breadsticks thing at olive garden.

ashswag does not. he does, however, say when only when his entire plate is covered with cheese.

- 🦠 anon

.

[ozzgin]

Hello ozz !

Wishing you a joyful and Happy New Year 🎊🎊🎉🎉

Drink lots of fluids and stay healthy lots of luv and hugs💛 🤗

Yours truly

-🦠

Thank you pookies, happy new year to you as well!

Proud to announce that yours truly has finally slept throughout the night. I'd give you a chubby forehead kiss right now if I could, that's how thrilled I am. Will I be able to rest today as well? Remains to be seen. Nonetheless, the seed of hope has been planted in my heart.

I can tell this will be a good year, for me, and for you. ❤

[midnight--sadness]

Regarding the bride of frontman au.... through all of Gi-hun's suffering & being so isolated, do you think that at a certain point, when In-ho is being affectionate Gi-hun tries to imagine that it's Sang-woo instead as a way to make it feel less wrong

-🦠

ooohhhhh i love this so much!!!

gihun mixing up sangwoo and inho, even though they aren't that similar at this point but he just can't bear to process the situation he is in.... delicious 🙌

@unintelligiblezombienoises pls skeleton president, could u tell us if anon is right?

[forsaken-headcanons]

Pre-Forsaken HC

There was this time when C00lkidd accidentally got his favorite ball stuck under a neighbor's car. He lifted the car effortlessly to catch the ball, leaving 007n7, who was watching Kidd, in an existential crisis right there.(The car got dented in a certain part and 007n7 had to pay for the repair).

And that's how 007n7 discovered the abnormal strength of his son who was only 6 years old at the time.

🦠🧪 Infected-anon

Surprised he didn't have a heart attack on the spot.

[this-orange-anon024]

*🩸🪷 is back, sceptically watching 🦠🍊 from across the room*

NO!! NO PLEASE-

(with a slash to the throat, the now dead person is dropped like waste and lifeless eyes staring back at Nettle, with Mold facing away)

(you see them wipe the blood off their blade with their tongue, humming in approval)

You don't have to be shy you know

(ah shi-they gesture back to the observant eyes)

[banlands-ruler]

oi oi kill kill them all oi oi oi

" minion number 674 how are you smart enoigh to use Tumblr "

[ohbo-ohno]

John price is the type of person to film "little videos" with his wife and then share it with the team when they've been stuck on a long mission " whatever it takes to get them to focus" or" he can't have his men pent-up with all the energy " or some shit 🦠

GOD i reblogged something like this forever ago i think but it really is a top tier price idea (the thing i rbed might have been ghoap x reader)

im always torn between “john price wouldn’t let another man even look at you” and “john price rewards his men with his little wife’s body” because i feel like both of those make total sense for him

anyways!!! price absolutely takes videos of you to share with his men. they spend long weeks away from home, a little video from home is a nice treat for the 141.

it’s good team bonding to jack off to videos of your boss’s wife i promise 👍

[weskie]

I need a pussydrunk Wesker like...

you shove his head away and he's trying to chase you with his lips, leaning forwards and whining, completely unaware, uncaring of his noises

all he wants to pussy, to make you cum, to please you

he's been such a good boy, right?

tell him how good he's been...