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YALL I LIKE SOL BUT I THINK I HAVE A NEW OBSESSION

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I want a hot emo boy (im kind of a basic white girl w/ a hint of coquette bimbo slut)

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Omg i hate this.

Now why did I just see a TikTok video with tens of thousands of likes where this bitch is like ‘I have ChatGPT write my fanfics for me to read 🤓!’

I thought I was going to open those comments to her being roasted but much to my DISMAYYYY… EVERY single comment is something stupid like ‘yes girl! let’s all have ChatGPT write fanfics and post them on Wattpad together✨!’ Or, ‘can ChatGPT finish a fanfic for me that was never finished?😩’

im going to kill myself. Come back as a ghost. And then live in your bowels the rest of my ghostly life so that you have perpetual constipation and diarrhea. I HATE you people.

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Why isn't the art on your fics not credited?

Hoe, I go far enough to say its not mine and what website or app i found it on. Normally always pintrest. Im tured and i have six, SIX other requests (not that im complaining) i just dont always have time to dig through and find specific names especially when the art was already not credited to begin with.

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Hey cuties!!!💗💗

I know mother has been gone for a while but ive really started to better myself and im accepting myself more and more every day!!

Soon enough ill be writing and posting like normal and i can go back to answering requests and questions!! Thank you for the patience!!!💗💗

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Strangers to fuck buddies

image is not mine!!! Warnings- pussy eating, cum swallowing, subby daisuke, face sitting, punlic sex (ish?),mommy kink, yeah thats all.

It had been 2 months. Two months that you had become an intern for anya on the tulpar. 2 months that you had been acquainted with your crewmates. 2 months that you had been messing around with a cute guy around your age with flowy auburn hair. 

The whole ship already knew the two of you would be trouble relationship wise. In swansea’s point of view, he thought the big brains of pony express were out of there minds putting two ‘hormonal ass kids’ on a spaceship for a year. He’s often complain to any about how daisuke wouldn’t shut up about how hot he thought you were

Your hair, your eyes, your lips, the way your hips swayed when you walked. He was addicted to just looking at you. It didnt help that he hadnt physically seen any other female near his age since he hadnt gotten on the tulpar. The porn covered magazines he smuggled onto the ship had gotten tiring, and he was tired of uselessly jerking off the nights he could have been inside of you!

Of courseyou had to agree no physical touch for those two months was rough. You found yourself shamefully soaked after daisuke had only brushed his hand across yours accidentally. Thats why you krept to his room that very night when he should have been sleeping. He wasnt asleep though. 

When you knocked on the door to his sleeping quarters, you heard fumbling around as he raced to cover himself and hide his magazine and quickly opened the door. He tried to act calm as he saw you standing in front of him wearing nothing but a thin t-shirt and shorts that were short enough to be underwear. You could see the heated tint to his cheeks.

That night you finally confessed your neediness to him and how alone you felt on the tulpar. He chuckled before admitting what he had been doing the moment you knocked. It was right then when you offered to help finish him off. 

“A-are you sure?”, he asked nervously as his sweaty palms gripped his pants. It was only when you bit your lip and nodded that he lost control and flipped you onto your back. He kissed you more passionately than any past boyfriend you ever had. It was much needed sex. It was desperate, and hungry.

After a tiring four rounds, the two of you agreed to stay friends with benefits. There was no telling what could happen if one of the others found out what the two of you did late at night, or even when swansea or anya took lunch breaks. 

Lately, you had started to starve him a little. Nothing extreme, just every once in a while denying him the attention that ths both of you craved. Like simply not showing up to his room at the time you normally did. Or even taking your lunch breaks with anya instead of running off to drag daisuke into the nearest supply closet.

He had become so goddamn needy that he resorted back to his magazine reluctantly. He even went as far one night to go into your room and wake you up. “Please!! Just once i promise I’ll never ask again!!!” He whined on his knees in front of your bed.

“Daisuke, its 12 am! Go to bed!” You snapped in a hushed toned. His hands gripped your bed sheets in desperation.

“I need you so fucking bad. Like dude, tell me what i did wrong and Ill fix it! Right here and right now!” He begged reaching up to grab at your hand. It had gotten a little boring without his cock tucked deep into you. However, you really wanted to make him work for this… you wanted power…

“Eat me out.” His eyes widened at your cold command. A sheepish grin peeked through his teeth as you slid your panties off.

He looked up at you in awe. “Done.” He spoke without question. The buldge in his pants growing more painful by the second. 

“But,” you pointed a finger at him. “I want to sit on your face.” His eyes beamed and without any further word, he crawled onto your bed and layed on his back right beside you.

“Im ready.” He spoke confidently like he had been wishing for this moment.

“Really? You want me that bad?” You slowly moved to strattle his chest. Your pussy was soaked and eager to feel his tongue.

Daisuke looked into your eyes with desperation. “I need your pussy… more than i need air to live. Please.” Without further question, you slowly inched up to rest your sopping cunt on his willing mouth.

He was inexperienced, to say the least. He lapped at your folds like a man starved. It felt so fucking good. The way he couldn’t exactly find your clit but he at least flicked his tongue past it just enough to force a moan from your throat.

In the back of your mind, you thought about the face that he may not be able to breath in this position. However, when you lifted your hips slightly his strong hands came up and gripped onto your hips. “Daisuke, Im worried about litarally *sitting* on your face…” you said worriedly.

Thats when you heard it. His eyes, teary as you heard him softly wimper, “please, mommy~” your heart nearly sank as he forced you back down on his face. He moved his tongue more hurriedly, trying to find your orgasm. It didnt take long at all. 

You came on his face, hard, but he was the one moaning as he slurped you up and swallowed your climax. Once you moved off of his face, you found a blissed out smile under your liquids that covered his lips. 

“Mommy~?” You teased. He sat up and grew embarrassed.

“S-shut up i was in the moment!” He cried out. He hurriedly shushed him, a soft chuckle leaving your lips when you saw the fabric on and around his groin noticeably darker than the rest. 

“You came untouched~” he covered his cum stained pants quickly. Which earned him a peck on the cheek. “Good boy~” his face heated up as you wispered in his ear. Your hand reached down for his, softly rubbing circles on his knuckles. “You did so well for me didnt you?~”

“Y-yes ma’am…” he muttered trying to avoid eye contact. This was a new kink that you just *had* to experiment with.

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Dating the Bride~

(Warnings: cunnilingus, scissoring, jealous Ms. Bride)

💗💗Just cutesy and couply head cannons i have when im supposed to be doing some kind of work 💗💗

💗Fluffy💗

loves when you take off the raincoat and only wear the pretty dress she gave you.

When you spin her around (as in dancing) any angry thought shes ever had fades away to nothing. I mean INSTANT stress dissolver

Loves to dance with you, she prefers your hands on her waist slowly swaying to either the distorted tune from a broken record, or absolute silence. 

Sometimes when you rest your head on her lap, she’ll softly hum and if you compliment her voice, she will start to sing. 

Loves compliments!!! She hates to fish for compliments though, Ms. Bride would rather you comment on her beautiful figure, or the craftsmanship of her gown. 

She gets jealous easily and can get a little possessive if you talk to anybody but her for too long.

She LOVES hand, and neck kisses!!!

Her favorite position to cuddle in is both of you on your sides facing each other with your face in her chest (non-sexual)

She likes to rub your shoulders when you’re stressed about something. She’ll slowly work her way down, massaging your arms until shes holding your hands from behind

Ms. Bride loves when you give her cute nicknames like “princess” and “cutie”

😏Smutty😏

has an amazingly toned body under that dress.

She takes her gloves off when shes feeling needy. (Her hands get clamy)

She oddly enough doesnt like scissoring. When the two of you tried for the first time she whined saying that she didnt feel anything

She was very disappointed that night as she had her hopes up… not even eating her out could cheer her up so you ended up reassuring her that there were other ways to have fun before cuddling her to sleep.

Loves when you tongue fuck her, more than when you suck on her clit.

Kissing all over her body sends shivers down her spine. She cant get enough of it!!

She made you go down on her when she got jealous of you casually talking with Ms. Blue-clad for just a bit too long.

You took off her garter with your teeth once, that action alone made her drip down her thigh, which you licked all the way up to her sopping cunt 

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asking for ANYTHING w mr.human (please)🥹

You’re different… I like it… Mother will give you what you desire 💅

Mr. Human x gn reader

warnings~ mr human almost dies, mr stitch gets hurt, head, hair pulling.

When he first saw you, he was terrified to say the least. Let’s face it, you were beginning to look like the other monsters, and he had just arrived! The fear on his face caught your eye… He was a total cutie!

You couldn’t get a good look at him before he ran away, but you knew you had to keep him safe. Thats why you followed him quietly. Sure enough, he had gotten himself into a bit of trouble with Mr. Stitch.

“You. Bad. Me. Eat. You.” Mr. Stitch was slowly inching closer and closer to your human, repeateing those threatening words. “Eat. You.”

Mr. Humans eyes grow wide when you rushed to hit Mr. Stitch with your crowbar. He fell to the floor, not dead, but he was very weak. “Not. Eat!” You cried. “Human. Good.” He looked up at you from the ground, confused. “Human. Cute!”

Mr. Human couldn’t understand a single word that you said. He couldn’t understand anything that was going on. However he trusted you a little more now as you took his hand and led him to a safer room.

When you uncovered the hood from your head, his jaw dropped in awe. He was no longer scared of you, in fact, he was now attracted to you. Nervousness grew in his chest as you perched yourself on a table in front of him.

The idea of teaching him the language sounded like a good idea at first, but he was obviously a slow learner. ‘Is this how mr hood felt teaching me?’ You thought as he struggled with just a simple greeting.

After maybe an hour of tutoring, he almost fully knew the basics. He was still highly stressed from the events that had taken place since he arrived. That much was apparent as his eyes darted around the room.

he flinched as you placed a hand on his shoulder, slowly standing up in front of him. His breath hitched as he attempted to speak your language. “Me. Scared.”

a shiver ran down his spine as you gently placed your hand on his cheek. He tried to relax himself into your touch. “Calm. Now. You. Safe.” Your voice was oddly soothing to him. Yet, he still trembled at your touch. The smile that stretched across your lips made his heart skip a beat. “Me. Help. You. Calm”

He grew rather frantic as your hands began to wonder his tense body. “Woah. Wait what are you doing?” He spoke. You knew what he was asking, but for some reason you could no longer respond in the same language.

“You. Much. Tense. Me. Help. Calm.” A dark blush ran across his cheeks as he realized what you referred to. “You. Desire?” He swallowed a lump in his throat before nodding his head.

He chuckled as you placed his hands on your torso, but grew nervous again when you pecked him on the lips softly. The tension grew as you kissed down his neck, lightly sucking and biting for a reaction. He let out a few quiet breaths, bracing himself as you sunk to your knees in front of him.

The air in the room was thick as you work his pants loose, letting them fall to his ankles as you studied his buldge growing in his boxers. His hands tightly gripped his jacket as you placed your hands on his hips looking up at him with a pleased smile.

Once your warm, wet tongue teased his cock through his underwear, he moaned quietly. His breath quickened as you kissed his hips before pulling down his boxers to reveal his pretty cock. Your eyes wandered over him, admiring every inch.

He reached to place his hand on your head as you licked a long stripe from the base of the underside of his cock, to his leaking tip. He let out a loud groan as your warm mouth engulfed his tip.

As you bobbed your head up and down, he tried harder and harder to stay quiet as his body finally relaxed for you. His hips swayed to meet your throat. His cocked made you gag, which triggered tears to well in your eyes.

His hands both held your head gently as you got messier and messier. Spit acted as a lubricant as your mouth slid back and forth. Fingers lightly tugged at your hair as he grew closer to climax.

His soft, relaxed moans signaled he was starting to calm down. His hips stuttered as he shot hot ropes into your mouth with a grunt. His body twitched as you pulled off of him with a string of cum and spit attatching your tongue to his tip.

His heart throbbed as you looked up at him, eyes full of tears and tongue dripping with his seed. He chuckled nervously as you greedily swallowed him. He crouched to your level, now face to face as he cleaned you with his sleeve.

“Thank. You. Much.” He said sincerely as he went to rest on a nearby couch. Never would he have expected you to follow his lead and rest your head on his lap. He gently stroked your hair, smiling as you giggled in success.

(sorry if this is bad im trying to write as much as humanly possible before I leave!!)

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Where ive been

I dont really like to talk about this much but the real reason I was away was because i checked myself into a hospital after realizing that the way i was treating myself wasnt healthy. !Tw! At times, I would go for days without eating anything and my body would feel so weak that it made me dizzy to even stand up. Im trying to better myself at the moment so I need to take some of the pressure off of myself. That being said, I wont be posting as much as I normally do now. Im very sorry and I hope you all understand. 💗💗💗

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LITTLE WARNING

so idk if i remember telling you guys but im going away for three days and i wont have my phone! YES I have been seeing yalls requests!!! I have a journal with me so I promise I will be working on it just for you guys!!!

I AM GOING TO MISS YOU GUYS SO MUCHHHH THANK YOU FOR ALL THE SUPPORT!!!!!!! 💗💗💗💗💗

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Sub Mr Scarletella smut after making him your servant x fem reader when 👉👈

I can't stop imagining him with a leash on his neck 😭

omg I love this actually thank you!!! 💗💗

Subby!Scarletella x fem! Reader.

Warnings: pussy eating, leashed scarletella, rough sex, desperate scarletella, slight breeding.

He was at your ever beck and call once you made him your servant. Any task you needed done? He was already getting started on it. Felt stressed? He was either massaging your shoulders or burying his face between your legs.

You had him on a tight leash, litarally. A thick, collar dressed his throat with your initials on it. He adored you. He needed you like oxygen to his lungs. The fact that you had him leashed occasionally made his heart flutter with honor and obsession.

“Here.” His head spun like a lost puppy from your call. He shuffled his way over, crouching to his knees to display his submission. “Good boy~” you chanted, placing a hand on his head to praise him.

His spine went cold at your touch. The effect you kept on him was lethal. Every single command you gave he completed without question. His eyes followed you as you stood up in front of him. Once you lifted his chin with your soft, comforting hand, he nearly whined from the attention he received.

His eyes widened with both shock and excitement when you pointed to your pussy. The cute expression on his face made you giggle, which is why he wasted no time getting your pants off. He looked in awe at your slit, already dripping with arousal.

A sharp, pleasured gasp filled your throat as he dove, tongue first, into your cunt. He sucked and licked, grasping onto your thighs and winpering as if he was the one about to cum. Your moans only fulled him more, and the tugging at his hair drove him crazy. 

He ate you out like he had never eaten before. His cock twitched and leaked with need. Thats when you just had to pull him away from you before you could get overstimulated. His eyes were teary as he took a deep breath like he hadnt breathed since he began. 

The whines and cries that left his mouth were pitifully cute. You couldnt help but want more. He gasped as you tugged at his leash, pulling him forward to press his face against your belly.

You chuckled in glee at how helpless he had become since he became you loyal servant.

He whined once more, nearly begging for more attention. His eyes widening when you propped yourself back on the couch, spreading yourself fully in front of him as you gently pulled at his leash.

The beckoning brought him over swiftly as he wondered what you were implying. As you spread yourself fully sticky folds open, he hastily dropped his pants knowing what you had referred to. “Such a quick learner~” you giggled as you tugged at his leash once more to bring his face closer to yours.

The gentle kiss you place on his head while caressing his cheek made a small pearl of cum form on the tip of his cock. The veins pulsating with desire as you reassured him he could fuck you.

He nervously sunk every inch in, just the way he knew you liked. He nearly lost control after bottoming out. His cock kissed your cervix each time he pumped himself in and out of you.

He craned his neck to place thankful kisses on your jaw. He earned a pleased giggle from you as he hands moved from your hips to your breasts, squeezing and groping as he attempted to speed up his pace. 

Moans of your satisfaction filled his ears as you praised him. The moment you tugged just a little harder on his leash he lost it. His hips viscously slammed into yours over and over and over as you tried to gain some sort of control over him. Tears of too much pleasure welled in your eyes.

It was too late, he was wimpering and moaning uncontrollably as he picked up his pace. He needed you. All of you. Your climax crashed down quickly as you moaned out his name…his. The sound of your hips colliding with his did nothing to muffle your screams of intense pleasure.

He had a dangerous grip on your thighs, rutting into you like he was in heat. He mumbled weak apologies for his loss of control as he got rougher by the second. His hips moved at a bruising rate and you were sure it would show in the morning. With a loud grunt, he shoved his hips into yours as hard as he could as he emptied himself inside of you.

His hips twitched, attempting to dive deeper and deeper as he bred your pussy. He was a panting, wimpering mess, not wanting to remove himself from your warm walls. 

“Hmm~” you sighed, coming down from your high. He looked up at you shamefully before pulling his cock out of you, flinching from the cold air that now enveloped him. As he slowly tucked himself back into his pants, he could feel the apprehension in the air.

“Disobedient.” You pointed a finger at him as he said a word he completely understood. He slouched on the ground in front of you, awaiting his consequence. 

He was relieved to hear that his only consequence for his disobedience would be only allowing him to jerk off to just the sight of you. He wasnt allowed any intimate touch for the next week. 

He thought this would be simple, but you had other plans in mind…

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Mother.

Can I have Mr Scarletella + Mr Crawling smut (not as a ship) pls

Like imagine the reader can't just choose between their two favourite demons:(

Mother is here now, my child 😌🙂‍↕️

No Place Like Home

Warnings: elevator sex (again), groping, threesome, anal, cunnilingus, tit play, afab reader

“Me want you.”

“No me want you!” The two of them argued like cats and dogs about 90% of the time you were near. However, this was the point where you could only choose one to take with you into the human world. Your home strictly was not big enough for the three of you… especially not with the constant bickering.

“ I… cant chose…” those were the words that left your mouth. The two of them stood at the entrance of the elevator door that would at some point return you to your home. There was no possible way you could tell either of them not to come with you.

The two of them got closer and closer to you until your waist was enveloped in Mr. Scarletella’s arms, and your legs, by Mr. Crawling. The two of them glared at each other, muttering words that you couldnt yet understand. Words beyond your vocabulary spitting back and forth.

Mr. Crawling held you tighter. “Mine!” He whined, pressing his cheek to your thigh.

“No! Mine!” Mr. Scarletella insisted. At this point Mr Crawling stood to his full height. He did this to make himself appear intimidating, though Mr. Scarletella didnt flinch nor budge.

“Please… no more…” your head pounded as the two of them dropped the quarrel to check on you. Mr. Crawling gently traced your arms with his hands, sending cold shivers down your spine. Mr. Scarletella craned his neck over to see your face. 

“What wrong?” Mr. Crawling squeezed your hands gently. A huge pro to him was how easily he comforted you. Engulfing you in nothing but warmth despite his cold temperature. The downside was his constant need of reassurance. He always needed to check if you still loved him, often crying if he thought you felt any different.

“You not ok?” Mr. Scarletella gently cupped your face in his hands, lightly squeezing the plush of your cheeks. He was literally obsessed with you. He would go to the ends of the world and back just to make you smile, that’s a pro. However, he was a little selfish when it came to your affection. Reassuring his delusions that he was better than Crawling in every way. He would stalk and follow your every move…

It was too much. Way too much. The stress was getting to your head quickly. Luckily, the two of them knew a cure for most of your stress from time to time. “Calm now.” Mr. Crawling began to run his hands gently over your body.

“Me love you. No more sad.” M. Scarletella began to rub your backside, gently starting by massaging your tense shoulder until he reach the start of your lower back; making your breath hitch. 

Mr. Crawling on the other hand, ran his hands up and down your waist, gently inching closer to your neck. “Me want you happy.” He wispered as he began to kiss and lick at your neck.

The soft, warm breath at the other side of your neck made your hair stand up. Mr. Scarletella gently sucked at your sweet spot, boldy cupping the flesh of your ass, earning a quiet gasp from you. “Me better.”

The hands on your waist came up to knead your breasts. Your nipples hardened from the tension in the elevator. This was now a quiet compitition between the two men you loved. 

Soft whines and gasps filled the elevator as the two of them pleased your body. There wasnt much they could agree on, but right now, they both could agree that your clothes needed to come off. They worked together, helping you out of your clothes and your undergarments. Mr. Scarletella exchanged both a look and a few more unknown words with Mr. Crawling, and in return, Mr. Crawling giggled a little.

The man in front of you leaned down to start kissing your lips softly as the man in the back groped your tits while occasionally rolling his thumbs over your nipples. Mr. Scarletella then tilted your chin upwards, stealing you from Mr. Crawling and kissing you upside down.

Mr. Crawling began to work his tongue over your nipples, sucking and licking skillfully, whole your tongue danced with Mr. Scarletella’s. As you softly moaned and wimpered into the kiss, Mr. Crawling finally released your tits and trailes his long tongue down your belly with a devilish smile on his face.

Mr. Scarletella broke the kiss, replacing his tongue with his fingers while kissing and biting your shoulder and then kissing down your spine.

Mr. Crawling’s tongue teased the slit of your dripping pussy. He ran his tongue all over your thighs, attempting to mark you in any way he could. He sucked and bit your thighs, gripping onto your hips with his cold hands.

Meanwhile, Mr. Scarletella squeezed and kissed the soft flesh of your ass. Your breath grew shakier and shakier. He wouldnt…would he? How would he even know about that? Your fears were comfirmed as he suddenly spread you open and dove into your ass. His tongue swirled as you squealed around the sudden intrusion.

The fact that it felt so good was even more shameful. It was a relief that you were always quite hygienic. Still though it felt so wrong… but also so good.

Mr. Crawling began to suck lightly on your sensitive clit. He lightly wimpered with need and hunger (#1 munch) as he lost control of himself. He ate your pussy like it was his last meal. His tongue drowned itself inside of your leaking cunt, as you gripped and tugged both his, and Mr. Scarletella’s hair. 

The three of you collectively couldnt stay quiet. They were pushing you, no forcing you into an intense orgasm. Crawling’s tongue tried reaching as deep as it could, while scarletella tasted parts of you that you werent sure should be tasted. As The two of them gripped onto your body, you could feel yourself inching closer to climax.

“O-oh my fuckkk~!” Your couldnt help but groan as your pussy tightened around nothing but Mr. Crawling’s tongue as he thumbed your clit. Your orgasm rushed onto his tongue as he greedily swallowed every ounce of you. 

Your body began to finally relax as you came down from your high. The two men began to slowly take off there clothes before rising to there full height once again. 

They both held hopeful grins at the chance they might get to fuck you. As your dizziness subsided, you brought your hands up to cup both of their cheeks as confirmation.

Mr. Crawling giggled again as Mr. Scarletella hoisted you into the air, hugging his arms around your waist as he slowly began to sink himself into your ass, still lubed by his spit. It was an uncomfortable fit. He took you slowly so you could adjust to every rather thick inch. Your hips twitched as you groaned in discomfort.

Luckily, Mr. Crawling began to take advantage of your pussy now at his dick’s level. He slowly sunk into you, easing the litaral pain in your ass. Eventually, the pain faded all together!

Mr. Scarletella slowly and softly rutted into you as he held you close to his chest. While Mr. Crawling passionately rolled his hips into yours needily. “So good~” Mr. Crawling moaned out.

“Very good-!” Mr. Scarletella grunted in agreement as he realized your ass was much tighter than your cunt. The three of you felt on each others bodies. The two of them continued softly touching you, as you gave gentle squeezes to their shoulders. 

Mr. Scarletella’s thrust became more and more rough with his nearing orgasm. Mr. Crawling sped up too, trying to keep a similar if not same pace. The goal was to have you filled entirely with their cum. Their semen. Their children. 

Your eyes were clouded with lustful haze as the two of them found each others pace. The worled together to push you to a second orgasm… and it was for sure working. A loud, passionate moan filled there ears as you came a second time, this time squirting your juices onto Mr. Crawling’s abdomen.

This made the men overjoyed as they both began to stuff you with cum. At this point you had become bloated with the amount of semen inside of you. They carefully pulled themselves out of you to not waste a single drop of seed. The two of them helped each other to lower you to the cold ground, letting you rest on scarletellas coat as yoh panted tiredly.

They soon joined you on the ground. Crawling occupying your soft chest, while Scarletella rested his head on your belly, now full of cum…their cum. 

It seemed that now the two of them realized that shared some huge similarities, and that was how much they both loved you, wanted you to love them, and liked seeing you happy. They didnt have much to argue over as long as you didnt give one more attention than the other.

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“Agree be nice?” You asked in their language to the best of your ability. The two men were kneeled in front of you while you made a stern agreement with them. They looked at each other, smiled, looked back at you, and nodded. 

A huge sigh of relief left your lungs as you tunred around to press buttons on the elevator door, now carrying all three of you to your home. 

(Author’s note: can yall lowkey call me mother iris now that shit made me cackle 🤣🤣)

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Could u do smut with Mr. Chopped or Mr. Wheelchair, pretty please??

OMG I never post Mr. Wheelchair!!!!!

warnings: sexual content, afab reader, whiny Mr. Wheelchair, biting, blood drinking.

Enjoy~

It was nearly impossible to walk past him and not feel some pity. Some days, you found yourself slumped on the floor next to him, speaking for hours. Of course, the two of you grew close. Close enough for him to admit how little action he got.

No action would be the correct way to put it. He was nearly desperate one evening, for your touch. While you thought he was paralyzed from the hips down, his cock was still fully functional and now fully erect as you sat on his lap grinding on him.

His sharp teeth showcased in the grin he held as the friction from your leaking cunt was the first feeling he had in years. Sharp groans and grunts left his throat as you attempted to keep composure. His eyes were needy and filled with desperation.

“Please…more…”, he whined into your neck where his face was buried. This gained a small chuckle as you began uncovering him. His breathed hitched in nervousness.

“As you wish~” you teased which earned more whines from him. He had a pretty cock with very few veins. There were a couple of discoloration at the base. His tip stuck out to you the most. It was a beautiful soft pink color, and a small pearl on precum awaited your cunt.

He flinched as you began to sink down onto him. Your warm, welcoming pussy engolfing him as he panted. It was, hands down, the best feeling he ever had. You had to cover his mouth with your palm as he got louder and louder.

He suddenly bit down on your hand, hard. The loud squeal bringing more attention than his moans. You attempted to quiet yourself as he intoxicated himself in your blood. His weak hands gripped at various parts of your body.

The thick, rish texture slipped down his throat, easing him as he bottomed out inside of you. It was as if you could feel him draining you. Each gulp robbed you just a little bit more of yourself. You quickly removed your hand, deciding it was better if he just stayed loud than to drain the life from you.

As your hands propped on his shoulder, you grimaced to the pain in your hand from the pressure on an opened wound. Mr. Wheelchair took a deep breath as you lifted your hips and then rolling them into his, a satisfied sigh left his mouth, now covered with your blood.

“Me…sorry…hand hurt…” he mumbled as he attempted to keep himself quiet for you. He was met with a gentle kiss on his cheek as you softly rode him, reassuring him the you’d be fine. He placed his hands gently on top of yours.

You knew it wasnt going to take long for him to cum, but he was starting to moan louder and louder into your shoulder. He was met with a hand stroking his hair softly as you sped up, accidentally causing him to take a second bite from your shoulder.

As you wailed in pain from the wounds, your pleasure oddly enough started to build up. He began apologizing once again as he struggled to control himself. His apologies turned frim worried to pleasured as he climbed higher and higher to climax. “Please~! In you! Me be good!”

You never had taken him as one to beg, but the sweet sounds that continued leaving his mouth had your head in the clouds as your orgasm rushed through you. Hot spurts of his white seed shot into you as you rutted your hips against his trembling body.

His voice was hoarse as he asked one last request. “Kiss me?”. He earned a smile from you as you brought your lips to his bloody, chapped ones. He thanked you for everything you do for him. Both the comfort of your company, and the intimacy of your touch.

Your hips were tired. Your shoulder and your palm was bloody, but the blissed out sight of Mr. Wheelchair made all of the pain worth the endurance. He muttered out quietly incoherent praises, thanks, and apologies as he slowly drifted to sleep.

He continued to grip onto you in his sleep, holding you in place on top of him. Lets just hope that the nurse wouldn’t ask to many questions about your injuries.

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YALL CANT BE SERIOUS

So I just heard that the creator of homicipher has been HARASSED into quiting completely. Im not too sure about everything that happened but I feel so incredibly terrible for this person. Some people just cant ever get enough and have to drag down others. I sincerely hope that the creator is doing ok and not dwelling on this terrible ungrateful fandom.

As Ive been reading everything that happened, I saw someone say “I hope she gets better soon so she can post again” And I just think that is so fucking rude and INSANELY inconsiderate… we, as a fandom, have ruined something that was special to the talented creator, Yatsunagi. Just think about that.

[hima-matta04]

Can I request hcs about what the homicipher boys would be like if you had a significant other who didn't treat you well in the human world?

Why yes of course 😘💍

Comfort After a Bad Memory

(characters mentioned: Mr. Crawling, Mr. Scarletella, Mr. Silvair, Mr. Chopped, Mr. Gap, Mr. Hood)

𝕄𝕣. ℂ𝕣𝕒𝕨𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘

He picked up on every little change in you. It started when he noticed how sometimes you would daze off. Lost in thought, you didnt even hear Mr. Crawling creeping his way towards you.

The gasp that left your throat as he suddenly placed his hand over yours, breaking your train of thought, confirmed his concern. “You sad.”

when you lowered your chin he tilted his head. “Why sad?” He lovingly placed his cheek on your knee.

He couldn’t quite understand what you were trying to say. The only words you knew to say were “they hurt me, make me sad. Been long time, still sad.”, he wrapped his arms around you, not knowing the concept of being mistreated in a relationship, but still supportive.

your eyes welled from tears of the past, but they were accompanied by a warm feeling. Mr. Crawling would never leave you alone and sad. “no sad anymore. Me make happy. Me like you. Me care you. No make sad.” He cheered innocent, not knowing even how someone could hurt such a beautiful creature like yourself.

𝕄𝕣. 𝕊𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕒

He can practically read your mind. He studied you for so long, not only your physical appearance, but also your manners and body language.

he would 100% already know whats wrong when he first see the look in your eyes. Depending on the mood he’s in, he’ll either comfort you first, sweeping you into his arms and letting you cry into him, then find the person that hurt you, or vice-versa.

let’s say got you to give a detailed description of the heartbreaker. He would find himself in the human world, searching, lerking, stalking. Scarletella would eventually return litarally with blood on his hands. he would waste not a single second to lift you up and hold you sweetly with your arms and legs wrapped around him. His words were sweet as he reassured you that tou are worth more to him than any diamond or treasure that could ever be discovered.

his hands softly stroke your hair as you cry, hushing you softly and doing what you deserved in the first place. Loving you unconditionally without question.

𝕄𝕣. 𝕊𝕚𝕝𝕧𝕒𝕚𝕣

You’re his darling. And i firmly believe that he would 1000% call you that if you taught him.

you came to him, with teary eyes and your lip quivering. He rushed towards you, crouching to your height to get a good look at you. “What wrong?” He would ask as he uses his finger to wipe your tears.

He understands a little better than most. No time gets wasted on him lifting you up and setting you gently on a couch while he scavenges for something to cheer you up. He returns with something to eat that doesn’t exactly look edible, but it didnt taste half bad.

he holds you in his lap while you rant and ramble. Fingers gently brushing through your hair as he listens. The lights in the room are just dim enough for you to get sleepy. As you rest your head on his chest, he gently rubs your arm and wispers love affirming words to you.

this was the most perfect way to fall asleep.

𝕄𝕣. ℂ𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕

He’s a personal, portable therapist for all of your problems. He could listen to you all day if you coyld speak for that long. Naturally, when you rushed to him for the daily ramble, he caught how your normal ranting turned a little quiet.

your mood was off when you began to speak of the pain you went through in a past relationship. He conforted you, telling you that you are amazing and worth way better than that trash.

Once you were reassured, he felt himself being hoisted into the air like a teddy bear. He enjoyed being there for you. Especially when you cradled him liks a support animal.

𝕄𝕣. 𝔾𝕒𝕡

It all started when you sunk back against the wall behind you, not noticing the hole that your ear was now right right to. That was until you heard that eerie, grating voice.

“want heart…you give?” You looked over and saw that stupid shit eating grin. At that point you let him have it.

yoy rambled on and on about every issue and thought that lingered on your mind, pouring your heart out to him. He said he wanted your heart but not like this!

his smile quickly faded once you said a few words that he could just barely understand, making him feel bad for you. He reached his hand out to place it on your shoulder, now invested in the story.

maybe he wasnt so annoying after all. He still wanted your actual heart though.

𝕄𝕣. ℍ𝕠𝕠𝕕

(idk why the ‘H’ looks like that wtf)

He finds you crying in a room all by yourself. When he rushes over towards you, his heart practically melts at your pitiful expression, quickly scooping you up in his arms and cradling you.

“you hurt? What wrong? Tell me.” He’s very worried about you, gently checking for injuries. A soft, relieved sigh leaves his mouth as you confirm no physical damage.

He’s very patient and caring while you try to explain what happened in his language, occasionally slipping up which he catches and gently corrects earning a displeased stare from your teary eyes each time.

He places sweet kisses on your face after drying your tears. At this point you’re all cried out and tired. He totes you around with him as you sleep gebtly in his protective arms before he places one last kiss on your forehead.

[hima-matta04]

Crawlin’ back to you.

Mr crawling x GN!reader smut.

MDNI (shoo shoo get away!)

He waited. He waited and he waited, right where you left him… the elevator started up, making him alert. As the noise died down and the doors open, your face was like a faint memory.

He watched as those metal door introduced the two of you all over again. He stared in awe. Your were the image of perfection. You welcomed him to you with a warm, shy smile.

He grinned and let out a surprised giggle as he started towards you. His knees trailing behind the palms of his calloused hands. You greeted him with your arms rested beside his head idly stroking his hair.

“Missed you…love you…” he mumbled into your belly as his hands traced your thighs. “You love me?” He looked up into your eyes with desperation and need.

You chuckled softly and placed a hand on his head. “Yes. Love you. Missed you.” Your voice sweet like honey, and soft like a wisper. 

“Need you.” He gripped onto your legs before repeating a little louder, “need you.” His voice, starved and needy.

What could he mean? *need you* did he want to- but how did he even know what it was? “Need me?” You asked, voice laced with apprehension. 

“Need you…” he said, slowly kissing up your thighs reaching higher and higher until he toward over you. “Please…” he nearly wimpered out as his hands grabbed at any part of you they could. 

“Ok”, he lit up from your response. As you reached to run your hands on his chest, his breath grew shaky. “You sure you want?” The question made him sink back down to where his face was level with your chest.

“Please…need you…” he said shakily. A surprised gasp filled your throat as he suddenly pulled you on top of him. The elevator door finally closing to conceal the two of you. 

He pushed your head to his to lock your lips to his. His hands squeezed and gripped at your clothes as shoked whines left your lips. Tongues danced as you shifted your way out of your clothes. His hands explored every inch of you. Your bare shoulders, your back, your hips, your ass. He fondled and caressed your skin as he slowly parted himself from your bruised lips. 

Your hips grinded on his erection. It was big…huge even… how was that going to fit? “What now?” He asked bringing his hands to the back of your neck. This was the moment you realized how uneducated he was on sex. He knew the concept, just nothing about foreplay. His cock twitched as he heard you giggle.

You slowly helped him out of his clothes, pressing your lips into his every once in a while. His broad chest glistened in the dim light of the elevator. He didnt have abs but his body was definitely toned… despite little hygiene, there wasnt too much hair around the base of his cock. 

His cock…. It was big…really big. His tip leaked with desire, and prominent veins trailed down the sides. He was beautiful.  His chest heaved with nervousness as you felt his body. He finally pulled you back in, desperately clashing his lips into yours. 

He moaned into your mouth as you slowly slid the tip of his cock inside of your dripping  hole. His hands grasped at your back as he felt you for the first time. “More!~ m-more!” He cried out trying to buck his hips into you. 

The pain from his cock splitting you open drove you to only want more. He was desperate, gripping your hips and trying to shove more of himself into you. “S-slow down Mr. Crawling!” He suddenly realized he was hurting you, apologizing profusely as he kissed every inch of your face. 

This was a new side to Mr. Crawling that made your heart race. He truly was desperate for the intimacy and closeness. He had been starved since you left. You finally began to relax around him as you let him bottom out inside you. 

The sweet moan he let out filled your eyes like a sinful symphony. He squeezed your hips tighter, grunting as he lifted you above him before thrusting his hips up into yours.

You threw your head back in pleasure as your back arched in pleasure as he fucked himself into you desperately. Your hand reached down to cup his cheek as he began to mutter “closer…need closer” 

You knew that he must have been getting close. You shut your eyes tight as he hit every good spot inside of you. His and your moans mixed together as fucked himself deeper into you. The pleasure too good to last as he began to shove you completely on top of him while he spilled his seed into you.

He was a panting, wimpering mess, continuing to grip onto various parts of your body as he came down from his high. His soggy cock slid out of you as his arms wrapped around you tightly. 

“Love you…love you much”, he stated tiredly.

“Love you much too.” You could feel his heart pounding.

He really would always find himself crawling back to you.

(author’s note: i think im gonna start posting at night instead of in the morning so yall get three stories today….also im going away for three days next week and i will have NO time to post anything 😭😭)

[hima-matta04]

Mr Scarletella smut pls? I'll let you take my soul 🗣️🔥

THANKYOU

BRO I LITERALLY HAD THIS FIC ON DECK 👹

Scarletella’s twisted routine.

Warnings: extreme bdsm, bondage, c*tting, slight torture, captivity, forced pregnancy Extra warning- Mr. Scarletella does not truly have your best interest in mind. He is sadistic and will do as he pleases. This fic is for my masochistic homies. BE WARNED.

Red. It was his favorite color. Mr. Scarletella held you captive for…how long had it been again? You had lost count… you were his… he had your name around his finger… it was like he kept you on a leash, and he loved to see you bleed. It was his favorite color after all.

The word ‘mine’ was left, scarred on your hip… it was his reminder that you belonged to him and he could do whatever he wanted with you. He wasn’t completely unfair, though. You were fed, and bathed, and cared for so lovingly.

Though, when you got any kind of neediness, he would use these opportunities to break you. Mr. Scarletella would harm evry inch of your body so you would depend on his aftercare after you were left a cum-soaked, bloody mess.

He often times would pick you up and bring you to the closest bed he could find. There, he would bound your wrists together and hold you attached to the bedframe. Oh how painfully slow he would take you. Marking up your neck with bites and hickeys. Then working his way down, biting at your thighs until skin broke.

He loved to watch you bleed and cry. The metallic taste of your blood stained his lips as he forced you to taste it on his tongue. He loved forcing his cock into your tight, wet cunt. He’d throw his head back with a loud groan as he reached to grasp your neck. The twisted pair of his grin with a sly chuckle from him made your cunt grow tighter, wetter.

When you were at the break of fainting, he’d let your throat go and sink his thumb into the open bite wound in your thigh, forcing a loud cry from you as he pounded you harder, the buldge on your tummy reappearing with every harsh thrust. He stopped and took a blade out to trace the bump made by his cock…his… the cut didn’t completely leave you open, but your blood bubbled from the cut and slowly seeped down your waist.

The cold sensation of your own blood sent chills down your arms. His orgasm was finally growing near. He was about to try and get you pregnant with his seed once again. The harsh amount of stress he constantly put you through made it almost impossible to conceive. Your breath, your screams, it became too much for him to hold back. He slammed his hips into yours, pushing as hard as he could into your womb. He groaned loudly with his head thrown back as he spilled his hot cum straight to your cervix.

Your legs were left trembling and bloody. this was his favorite part of sex. The way you looked so pitiful after he was finished. He couldn’t help but chuckle sweetly as gently untied your bruised wrists. Your sobs calmed once he picked you up gently and carried you into the bathroom where he cleaned and bandaged your skin before bathing you.

This routine ended the same way it normally started. He’d dry you off, dress you, and carry you to his bed where the two of you would fall asleep as his hands rested on your lower abdomen, where he hoped his child would be growing.

The next day this same events would happen all over again.