#🪽— anon

[diorchids]

soft dom luke PLSSSSS - 🪽

well yes! also the emoji anon eats!!!

luke was so nice yet so mean while fucking you. he cradles your face while you cry and thrash under his cock.

he couldn’t help but smile at the way you reacted to his cock drawing in and out of you. he looked so worried but didn’t stop once, “takin’ it so fuckin’ good, so pretty.” it was like a taunt.

you spoke gibberish into his ear while his hands were planted on the back of your thighs, pushing your knees to your chest. “just gotta cum, ‘kay? keep doin’ good, baby,” it felt almost impossible to grasp this.

he was so nice to you regularly, planting his hand on your shoulder and flashing a smile. yet here he was; fucking you like an animal.

he wouldn’t pull out even when you begged, he knew you didn’t mean it. “we both know y-you wanna cum, don’t you?” he would lightly push your head into the pillow when he fucked you in doggy.

you nodded and moaned when he pulled out for a moment just to push right back in as soon as you exhaled. “really—really tight for me, doll. been waitin’ all day for this, yeah?” your sopping mess of a cunt created a ring of juice around the base of his angry cock.

when you would suck his cock, you’d looked up at him with those glossy, pretty eyes. he held the back of your head, twisting your hair into his fist. obviously he thrusted into your warm mouth, using your mouth as a home for his own pleasure.

you coughed and gagged around him too much for his liking, occasionally releasing his cock from your mouth to breathe.

he’d slap the tip of his cock on your lips when you’d do that, not too fond of it, “open up for me, sweetheart. so pretty on your knees for me.”

you’d rub your puffy clit through your panties when he talked so nice to you, so needy for his touch.

he didn’t ask you nor tell you to do that, though. so disappointing that you haven’t learned. “hands off—you know this, doll,” you nodded and gave a muffled apology.

“just hold my hand.”

[devil-in-hiding]

i had to put myself on anon for this request because i’m: shy🧎‍♀️

but pls just imagine ex!simon and hole inspection o_O

like you can’t tell me simon wouldn’t have you bent over the arm of the couch, thumbing at your folds and shoving two of his thick fingers inside of you to see if you’re still as tight as you used to be

(bonus points for the degradation and smacks he leaves on your ass)

- 🪽

One minute the two of you are arguing, the next your bent over your couch with your jeans around your ankles and Simon’s fingers spreading your folds, the familiar feel of his touch making you whimper, hanging your head as you support yourself on shaky arms. “Simon-“

“You let anyone else fuck ya?” He asks, dark and dangerous and a tingle shoots up your spine when his thumb taps your entrance. You shake your head, spreading your legs farther. “No sir, never.” Your whine turns to a squeal when he lands a solid slap to your ass, massaging the fat there before wrapping his hand around your hip.

“Lyin’ to me pretty girl? Ya know what happens when you lie.” Simon growls, and you bite your lip. Tempting… but you shake your head, looking at him over your shoulder with half-lidded eyes, pouting. “No one could fuck me as good as you-Fuck!” You gasp when he sinks his middle finger into you, the two of you groaning as you grip the cushion tighter. “Simon!”

“Christ you’re stranglin’ my fuckin finger..” He breathes, and your knees tremble when he leans down, trailing kisses down your spine as he opens you up on his finger, slowly, the way he always loved to do on the nights where the two of you wouldn’t leave the bed until the early hours of the morning

[osachiyo]

i woke up horny at 8:30AM good morning i am thinking of fedya with a cumslut reader aka me

fedya who grins when you whine and pout when he pulls out, mocking you for being such a needy whore, ogling shamelessly at how his cum slowly seeps out of you before fucking it right back in UGH sorry i just came

not the filthiest thing i’ve thought up but probably the filthiest im going to share because i have found a nice community of degenerates here /lovingly

-🪽

nonnie i think most of us here are cum sluts for fedya 🤭 that man is dangerous ! (literally and figuratively) reader is fem btw <3

a low groan of your name left fyodor's lips from feeling your velvet walls squeeze around him so perfectly — sweat dripping down his pale skin from the humidity in the room. your legs were wrapped securely around his waist, pulling his even closer — even deeper than he was already buried inside of you. you felt his warm seed flood your insides, stuffing you fully to the brim that it started to overflow — drip down the sides of his cock and onto the soaked bedsheets, forming white splotches on the soft linen. you could tell that he was pent up from the sheer amount of cum he just dumped into you.

"gosh, aren't you just the cutest little toy for me," he panted out, a smile forming on his thin lips. "such a good girl," fyodor practically purred, eyes heavy and half lided, slowly beginning to pull his cock out from your battered cunt. the tip flushed tip left your cunt with a wet 'pop!', making the both of you gasp in unison at the overstimulation. bony, long fingers found yours — intertwining themselves with your smaller, softer hands, a perfect contrast if you ask him.

you felt his heavy gaze on you — specifically, in between your spread legs, which you quickly tried to shut together — but fyodor was too fast. he parted your thighs once more with a disapproving click of his tongue, amethyst eyes narrowing down at you — "let me see the mess we just created, my love."

fyodor felt his breath hitch at the nasty view — his cum dripping down your poor, swollen little pussy and onto the sheets under. each clench of your hole made more of his seed leak out, it was just so ...lewd.

a moan caught in your throat when you felt him collect most of the cum dripping out before shoving it back in using two fingers. "can't have you wasting any, sweetheart — don't you wanna stay nice and full for me until i take you again? hm? here, let me plug you up.."

[spirit-lanterns]

Foxes (and presumably, Foxians in turn) are usually monogamous and have one mate for life

But, sometimes there's "extra-pair", which can happen when a male fox trespasses to mate with a vixen who's tod is away.

Oh, additionally, with most big cats (mainly leopards and jaguars), they'll fight super hard for a mate... unless the two are close or siblings or something, in which case they'll take turns mating with the female.

Anyway, all this is to say that I kind of think alphas would be similar, and it might be neat for the three foxians to take turns claiming Omega!Reader while trying to convince Omega!R that they're definitely the best fit for her!

Tingyun would be the trespasser, while Yukong and Feixiao would be the alphas that were close with each other, in this senerio.

No one wins, and now Omega!Reader smells like she's claimed by three different scents that don't mesh well together at all...

—🪽

I’m cackling at the thought of Tingyun being the sneaky fox trying to intrude on Feixiao and Yukong’s territory, in order to mate with their omega. But she always gets chased off before she could get too close, leaving her to come back from time to time because she’s determined to snag the pretty omega for herself.

One day when Feixiao and Yukong go out hunting though, I can see Tingyun trespassing into your cave to seduce you, and by the time Feixiao and Yukong come back, they see the sneaky fox already mounting you from behind and grinning while she mates with you. Cue a screaming session between the Foxian alphas (but it sounds like actual foxes screaming) as Feixiao chases her off the territory and Yukong checks on you to make sure that sneaky fox didn’t hurt you. She didn’t, but she most definitely left her mark on you which meant you were also mated to her 😭

Feixiao and Yukong being a close pair that shares you makes sense though. It actually works because I made both their scents be similar (Feixiao smells like wet forest wood and Yukong smells like wet moss). However, Tingyun herself smells like lychee, so now you smell like a mix of wet forest and moss, as well as a sweet lychee smell from that playgirl Tingyun…

[urhoneycombwitch]

#17 from that prompt list about seeing the marks left on their partner and getting turned on has got me all kinds of 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 It feels roommate-eddie coded 👀 especially if they have their no-marks rule, but he just kinda loses control one night.

Then we torture him, walking around showing it off, telling him he can’t touch until he learns some self-control…okay, I’m gonna see myself out…

(most assuredly not @rebelfell sending two asks in a row)

foreword: Sarah I’m being so fr how are you literally in my brain… I had a blurb on this very topic set on the back burner bc I couldn’t find a place for it so here it is spruced up!!! (prompt 17 from this list)

cw: Reader has breasts, visible marks, no skin tone/color mentioned, a wee bit of choking kink, not full smut but mdni as always. oh yeah and biting 😈

___

You can feel the weight of Eddie’s eyes on your form, even as you pretend to be oblivious, leaning into the reflection of the standing mirror in the corner of his bedroom.

A few swipes of your pointer finger and your lipgloss is perfect; with a smack of your lips, you straighten up again, tugging the hem of your tee down to meet the band of your jeans. “Almost ready?”

The friendly smile you turn to give Eddie is met with a glower, his dark brows slanted, a death-grip on both knees where he sits simmering on his bed.

“Did you come in here solely to torture me, or do you have other plans up your vixen sleeves?”

Briefly, your eyes flick to the ceiling as you turn back to your reflection, fussing with your hair to keep your hands busy. “Only plan I got is attending our beloved friend’s barbecue. Which we should’ve left for, like, five minutes ago.”

Eddie huffs. In response, you sigh, landing just-left of condescending. “Not my fault you want to fuck me regardless of what I’m wearing. It’s jeans and a t-shirt, Eddie, I’m basically fit for a nunnery-”

There’s a whoosh of spiced air that wafts over first, chills cascading down your spine made worse as Eddie moves in. His left hand lands on your hip, rooting you to the carpet, while the other tracks up, skirting between the valley of your clothed breasts, your collarbone, your neck…

He takes your chin between thumb and forefinger, silver rings biting cold against your skin as your neck goes lax, baring a long, tantalizing stretch of it as Eddie tilts your face up and to the side.

His lips press to the sweet spot behind your ear, then follows the slope of your neck down, stopping at your shirt’s collar that hides the rest of your skin. From your hip, his hand lifts to pull the fabric aside, revealing a scattered canvas of suck marks and teeth imprints that grace the top of your shoulder.

“You really gonna show up with these? Make all our friends wonder who’s been marking you up?”

Eddie’s voice is low, but you’d be a fool to mistake it for softness.

Another shiver licks along the length of your body, and this time Eddie feels it; he presses in closer, hand sliding from your chin to hold just under your jaw as he meets your fluttering eyes in the mirror.

“What’re you gonna say, hm? If Robin asks where they came from? If Steve makes a jock-y comment? If you get teased?”

It’s not like you haven’t been in this situation before- attending events with mutual friends, having to act like your roommate hasn’t been the one checking all your boxes, making up excuses for being late or looking like someone had been using your body as their personal chew toy.

You’ve always made excuses- pretty seamless ones, if anyone’s counting. You don’t even try to squirm away when you respond, swallowing around the light pressure at your throat- “I’ll tell them what I always do. Blind date hookup, one night stand, my dentist’s cousin’s friend that I’ll never see again-”

Eddie bites into the soft flesh of your upper shoulder, hard, free arm wrapping around your midsection like a seatbelt while his other elbow digs into your chest, hand still wrapped around the column of your throat.

The air leaves your lungs in a rush, white-hot adrenaline surging with the sting of the bite, body stiffening against the restraints of Eddie’s arms as you grit out, “Asshole!”

It sounds too whiny and pleasure-soaked to cause any real alarm, Eddie grinning into the curve of your skin (bastard) before tsking, kissing over the thumping mark in partial apology. “Mm. I think you like it. I think you get off on parading our little secret around the poor folks who don’t know any better-”

“As if you don’t.” Eddie may be the one doing most of the biting but you’ve got the bark to match, glaring furiously at the reflection of his maddeningly-cool black-caramel gaze, even as the pressure on your windpipe increases with a minute flex of his palm.

“Yeah. Y’got me there, princess.” His eyes flit across your exposed skin, like he’s trying to memorize all the shades and colors of you combined with the wreckage of his handiwork. “Maybe you should cover up some more. So it’s just you ‘n me who knows what’s under here.”

The cotton collar snaps back into place, covering almost all the evidence (save for the tail end of a day-old scraped hickey). Eddie releases your jaw and takes a step back, the warmth leaving your body all at once, frozen where you stand until sense returns.

You clear your throat before speaking, irritation prickling as you set to fixing your hair again from where Eddie’s interruption had stalled. “Whatever. Fine. But I’m only changing because it’s gonna be cold later, and a long sleeve will be better- not because you told me to.”

“Fine.” Eddie adopts a neutral tone as he settles back onto the mattress with a bounce, tugging absently at the inseam of his dark jeans to relieve some of the mounting tightness. “Have it your way.”

“I will,” you snap back, turning from the mirror on a socked heel, pointing an accusatory finger at the boy on the bed. “And you better have your boots on by the time I’m changed.”

With that, you flounce from Eddie’s room in search of a more conservative neckline, while Eddie pouts and pretends to have the will to disobey you for all of five seconds.

And then he’s up, trudging to the bureau reluctantly to source a pair of socks while scheming for the perfect excuse to take you both on the extra-long route to the barbecue.

[princessbrunette]

trying to break up with rafe because u don’t like how crazy he can be sometimes and no matter how hard he tries to manipulate u into not leaving him it’s not working until he drops to his knees, crying and begging u to stay that it actually works… then he proceeds to fuck u silly for even thinking u could break up with him ♡

– 🪽 anon

࣪𓏲ּ ᥫ᭡ ₊ ⊹ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃

at first he’d try and argue against you, on the defensive because how dare you call him crazy? after everything he’s done for you? but as soon as you take one step towards the door he’s dropping to his knees infront of you with tears threatening to spill, the volume of his voice raising in panic.

“no please don’t leave baby, okay? please!” his tone resembles a scared child and you sigh. you told yourself you wouldn’t give in but you can’t help it, you feel awful. you stop your movements and face him, brow furrowed, the man kneeling right before you. “i’m gonna fix it okay? i’ll— i’ll get better and — and i’ll make it right. please” he’s panting, desperate. he holds you there with his hands on your hips, staring up at you with glassy eyes.

“you have to get help rafe.” you whisper, knowing you’re giving in like you promised yourself you wouldn’t.

“whatever you want, alright?” he tugs you a little closer and starts pressing frantic and desperate kisses along your stomach and hips. “lemme show you, ‘kay?”

by the time he’s got you cumming around his dick for the third time, he’s all but back to his regular self, growling into your neck with your knees pressed to your chest.

“yeah. s’right baby. just couldn’t leave this dick could you? needed your— fuck, needed your fill isn’t that right? good thing you’re not goin’ anywhere.”

your head was in the clouds, so you couldn’t care less what he was saying. the only reoccurring thought of concern in the back of your mind was how you don’t quite remember him putting on a condom.

you’re sure it’s fine, he must have done. rafe wouldn’t do that to you, right?

࣪𓏲ּ ᥫ᭡ ₊ ⊹ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃

[slippingkim]

🪽

i cant stop thinking about perv!jungwon who touches himself while on a call with you

u and jungwon are close friends who facetime or call each other everyday. but what u didn’t know was that a lot of those phone calls jungwon was jerk off to the sound of ur voice. u would be talking about ur day or vent about something that has been bothering u, and jungwon would get turned on just by ur voice alone. he would cover his mouth tightly to conceal his whimpers while on the call with u, jerking his dick at a fast pace. his dick twitching in his hand when he cums, and u continue to talk, not knowing that he just came all over himself, simply because ur voice was so hot.

- 📞 -

nsfw | mdni ….🥟

A/n: again sorry this took so long I’m sure you guys know how busy I am nowadays 🫠

warnings - 18+, smut, phone sex (kinda), smut with little to no plot, cursing, perv!won

pairings - obliviousfemreader☠️ x dom!won

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It’s your weekly catch up call with your best friend Jungwon, chatting away about the contents of your week and upcoming weekend plans. Planning get togethers and fun activities but, little did you know your best friend of four years has an undying desire for you. As you spoke in your sweet honey tone his hard rose slowly, at first he didn’t notice until his eyes met the bulge in his pants. “..I was thinking we could go up to ####’s house next month?” your voice chimed back in after a long time of staring at his painful dilemma. Jungwon approved in a soft voice praising you for your good idea, as you rambled on about this small trip that you two would have next month his hand slowly crept into his sweatpants and on to grasp his erection. A guilty expression tugging at his lips as he started to slowly jerk himself, he set the phone on his clavicle for a more comfortable position pulling down his sweats further revealing his hard into the open air “..shit” he gritted breathlessly while he focused on his tip squeezing it in the palm of his hand gently pretending it was the pulse of your pussy. You spoke and spoke not spearing any details about the trip “we should totally stop at #### since we’ll be heading that way…” you said in a confident manner “..uhuh” Jungwon sputtered as his hand rose to cover his mouth from pouring with whimpers and purrs. His hand jerked faster and making sure to apply the perfect amount of pressure to his throbbing shaft. Leaving no trace of skin untouched, your voice acting like a battery for his hand that acted like a vibrator. Jungwons eyes clamped shut along with a muffled groan his hand giving one last squeeze before

“right won?” “…jungwon” “….hello?”

He looked down and his hand and stomach was covered with his white substance a bit more trickled out for a few seconds before he came out of his episode. Breathing heavily trying to frantically clean up as well as answering you at the same time. “right! I must’ve zoned out for a moment..” he lied with a sigh of relief.

[xxbimbobunnyxx]

I'm asking waayyy too much BUT ITS THE LAST ONE I PINKY PROMISE( for today. . .)

Anyyywaayyssss, okay so what if weird girl!reader was hanging around n climbing trees or something (bc I do that-) and JJ sees her and he's like "girl wtf r u doing up there" and blah blah blah it's there first time meeting too (it would be fun if rafe sees this and they're not dating yet n he gets a lil jelly hehe)

VERY RANDOM BUT MY HEAD JUST WORKS LIKE THATTT

Ty bb🪽🫀

Omg yes!! This is such a cutie idea!! I actually had this pic saved on her Pinterest board bc she absolutely climbs trees. Sometimes she just climbs a little too high… Jealous!Rafe, fluff, lovesick!Rafe 18+MNDI!

(Also in another world Jj & Weird!girl would be so cute actually)

“What’re you doing up there?” The sound of someone’s voice nearly has you falling off the tree branch you’re perched on as your hand flies to chest and a surprised gasp leaves you. You look below you to see a head of messy blonde hair and ocean blue eyes squinting up at you through the sun. You’ve never met him, but recognize him of course, it’s not like the island is particularly big so you’ve seen everyone at least once. Jj Maybank, he’s from the cut so it makes sense that you’ve never really crossed paths. He’s cute though.

“Umm… I’m doing pretty much exactly what it looks like I’m doing, sitting in a tree.” You let out a little small chuckle as you look down at him. “What are you doing down there?”

“Well, I’m exactly what it looks like I’m doing, walking on the ground.” You snort at that, giving him a playful roll of your eyes. “I know, I’m hilarious. I was just makin’ sure you weren’t stuck up there or anything.”

“I mean, I wouldn’t say stuck. I’d say I may have flown too close to the sun climbing up this high.” You shrug as you kick your dangling feet back and forth.

“Soooo… you’re stuck then?” Jj smirks up at you as he adjusts the cap on his head so it’s facing backwards. It gives you a better view of his face, he’s cute. Maybe if you weren’t already so invested in Rafe you would definitely be interested in him.

“I mean, mentally? Yes. Physically? No. I could get down whenever I want, actually.” Your voice is sickly sweet and Jj wonders why he’s never talked to you before. He’s seen you around and he’s always thought you were hot. That whole semi creepy but still angelic vibe you give off really does it for him.

“Yeah? You need some help?” He chuckles and leans his hand against the trunk of the tree, out stretching his neck and accentuating his jaw. He looks like he’d be nice to bite.

“She’s good, Maybank.” Your head whips around to see Rafe walking down the dirt path with a stone cold look set on his face. “I can help my girl. You can fuck off now.”

“Rafey! Hi!” You smile wide as you wave down at him enthusiastically. You sent him a picture of you up in the tree telling him you might need a little help getting down and he immediately dropped everything to come to your rescue.

“Rafey, huh? That’s adorable, truly.” Jj smirks at Rafe and it has him breathing out hard through his nostrils. He’s been trying really hard not to beat every man who looks at you to a pulp but seeing fucking Jj Maybank smirking up at you while you giggle is making him see red.

“Shut the fuck up, Pogue. Didn’t I tell you to fuck off? I suggest you do before we have an actual problem.” Rafe takes a few steps towards him, his eyes are like blue fire as he glares at Jj like he wants to burn him alive. It’s kind of hot. If you’re being honest with yourself.

“Okaaaay, I think that’s enough. I’m good Jj, thank you for offering to help me, you’re sweet.” You give him a saccharine smile and it makes him swoon just a little. You are so cute that if he wasn’t trying to stay off the cops radar he would probably stand here and fuck with Rafe even more.

“Yeah, no problem, sweetheart. See ya around, let me know if pretty boy over here decides to fuck you over, I don’t mind being your rebound.” Jj bites his lip as he winks at you before turning to walk off. Rafe wants to chase after him and wipe that smug ass look off his face by shoving it into the dirt.

“Raaaafe.” You snap your fingers to get his attention and it pulls him out of his rage filled trance. He looks up at you, smiling down at him so sweetly and he almost forgets who Jj Maybank even is. Almost. He still wants to kick his fucking ass.

“Hmm? Yeah baby?”

“Can you help me get down now?” He giggle and Rafe swears it’s his favorite sound other than when you scream for him while you fall apart in his cock.

“Oh shit, yeah. C’mere.” Rafe moves so he’s directly under you with his arms outstretched. “Jump down, I’ll catch you.”

“I don’t know, Rafe. I’m pretty high up.” Your expression turns nervous so Rafe leans up so he can hit the bottom of your shoe with the tips of his fingers.

“You’re not even that high, see? Just fuckin’ jump. Promise I won’t let you fall.” He shakes his hands above his head and gives you that semi goofy, reassuring smile that’s reserved only for you.

“Okay. Fine.” You let out a dramatic sigh before bracing your hands on the branch so you can push yourself down into Rafe’s arms. A little squeal leaves you when he grips onto your hips and pulls you against his chest. You wrap your arms around his neck so you can plant a messy smooch on his lips. “My savior!! How will I ever repay you, fair knight?”

“Pft. You’re so fuckin’ dramatic.” Rafe snorts as he lightly sets you down on the ground.

“I’m dramatic? You were about to beat Jj’s ass for trying to help me!” You laugh, jokingly pushing your hand into his shoulder.

“Nah, he was doing more than just trynna help you.” Rafe grabs onto your hand so he can pull you closer against his chest. “He was fucking flirting with you and you’re mine.”

“Yours, huh? Guess I missed the letter in the mail that said we were official.”

“Oh my god, you’re so dumb.” Rafe throws his head back with a groan but you can see the smile painted across your lips. “I thought I made it pretty fuckin’ clear that you’re my girl.”

“Hmmm… I don’t know, might need you to spell it out for me.” Your giggle makes butterflies erupt in his stomach and Rafe never believed in that butterflies in your tummy bullshit until he met you.

“Ugh. You’re a brat, you know that?” You shrug, letting out a satisfied hum. “Fine. Be my girlfriend?”

“Uh, duh, I already am.” He rolls his eyes and you give him a satisfied smile. “Just wanted to hear you say it.”

“You’re sooo in for it when we get back to my place. Brat.” He grips onto your neck, pulling your lips against his in a rough kiss. “Car. Let’s go.”

“Okay, okay, sooo bosssy.” He smacks your ass and you yelp, running full speed toward his truck.

“Oh hell nah! Get your lil ass back here!!”

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Divider is @strangergraphics

[dirtyvulture]

Doing a spin off idea of the other anon (I love them and their ideas)

The mission finishing early and coming home to see Nat practically humping into her toy not realising you're there

"Fuuckkk you're pussy is so t-tight baby"

"Squeeze that cunt around me"

"Making me feel so good"

And you just watch from the doorway staying quiet, listening to her pretending the fleshlight is your pussy

"D-doll I'm gonna cum...can I please cum inside you? Fill you up so nice"

"I'll be so so good for you"

"Pl-please let me cum in you"

And you watch, waiting for her to disobey and as she starts to shake you quietly walk up to her as she groans and writhes, jackhammering like a desperate dog into the fleshy tube. Just as she releases the spurts of thick white ropes, you pull the fleshlight off her dick and watch as she thrusts into the air, aching for the orgasm you ruined for her.

"I thought I told my sweet girl to wait? It hasn't been two weeks yet has it my love? Yet here you are, using this disgusting toy to cum instead of waiting for my cunt like a good girl. You've been a bad girl Natalia and bad girls get punished."

( Also I'm new to your blog so can I pretty please have this 🌙🪽 emoji (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠) )

What an entrance by our new anon 🌙🪽

And this punishment probably entails Nat being tied up and edged until R is satisfied she's learned her lesson 🤭

[sea-lanterns]

Some cats have this thing called Toxoplasma gondii.

Cats tend to spread it around to mice, and they tend to be more docile and not very frightened of cats.

Anyway, headcanon is that the cat ladies can give it to Mouse!Reader via kisses or licks.

Also:

I know that Mouse!Reader ISN'T a rat, but something very cute about them is that rats play and like to be tickled!

Usually they like wrestling, tug of war, and tag, and I just think it would be so cute for Mouse/Rodent!Reader to do something similar if she was under the influence of Toxiplasmosis!

Rats are also HIGHLY food motivated, like, if the Cat Women want her to beg, or do a trick, all they have to do is ask and she'll just do it for treats or lovins!

—🪽

Oh that’s actually a rlly interesting fact :0

It would explain why Mouse! Reader might get more comfortable around the felines later on. The more she is kissed and groomed by all these big cat ladies (and Lynette), the calmer she gets, to the point where she’s comfortable snuggling up to them. 🤭

Also, while Mouse! Reader isn’t a rat, I would assume she displays pretty similar behaviors when it comes to playing. Perhaps the game of “chase” with Lynette grows on her, and she actually likes being chased around by the cat ladies and picked up in their mouths. She could also enjoy “tug of war” with the canine ladies as well, but ofc; the big canine women would always win against a smol mouse…

[gabessquishytum]

Dream is a vampire who struggles with luring in thralls. He can put people to sleep, which works just fine in order to feed himself with minimum fuss, but he can’t seem to find the knack to tying even one mortal’s mind to himself for the long-term, who is forevermore convinced that all they live for is to provide him blood and devotion.

All of his siblings can manage it in one way or another; for example, Desire has a gift for making their thralls believe that they fulfill all the humans’ strongest wants and longings, Death manages to convince her thralls that she’s their dearest and oldest friend and thus someone they can trust implicitly, and Destiny somehow overwhelms his thralls with the belief that they were always fated to stay by his side and provide him with sustenance.

Dream has been studying and researching and preparing though, and he’s ready to try luring in his first permanent thrall, the perfect companion and pet to care for and feed from.

And here in the woods, away from anyone that might stop him, he finds the most perfect man seemingly tailored exactly to his taste. At first sight, he knows that he wants this man always beside him, prettied up and pampered like a good and precious pet should be.

Dream wants to have him wrecked under him, to see those big brown eyes well up with tears as he begs for yet another orgasm. Dream can already see it in his mind’s eye, can see this lone traveler turned into his sweet little pet, his mind fucked out of him and enthralled forever.

And so he steps out from the trees and throws everything he’s learned into the thrall magic. His voice is as soft as a lullaby, and he coaxes the man’s name — Hob Gadling — and life’s story out of him until he is entirely at ease, allowing Dream further and further into his space and thus tightening the vampire’s hold on his mind.

Before long he’s enticed Hob to lay back on the forest floor and remove his clothes, to open his legs up to him and bare his neck.

Even with Dream’s new knowledge and skill, he’s amazing at how easily Hob falls into the thrall, already looking at him with eagerness and adoration even as his back meets the ground, immediately agreeing when Dream proclaims that Hob now belongs to him, is his forevermore, and will consider Dream his beloved master. The only conclusion Dream can come up with is that the darling man is particularly susceptible to mind magic, practically made to be a devoted pet to someone like Dream. Clearly it’s a good thing he found him when he did, before some other unscrupulous creature could snatch him up and take advantage of him, abusing the poor thing before draining him dry.

As Dream pounds into his new thrall’s hole and lovingly licks the bite marks he’s left on Hob’s neck, he revels in his newfound skill, and looks forward to taking very good care of his pet.

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Hob Gadling is a fairly seasoned traveler, and has gained a few boons on his adventures from decently powerful people. Like the spell cast on him by a grateful witch that permanently grants him immunity to mind manipulation magic, including vampires.

So Hob could be considered safe in his own mind when the beautiful—and clearly vampiric—stranger emerge from the spooky woods and immediately tries to enchant him, and doesn’t appear to realize that the magic isn’t touching him. It’s ultimately a moot point though, when Hob “But Red is My Favorite Flag Color” Gadling decides to go along with it anyway, allowing his new “Master” to fuck him and feed from him, and then take him home with him afterwards.

At some point Hob might decide end the charade and continue his traveling, but as he shamelessly rubs himself against an indulgent but pleased Dream as they settle into his new home, he has a sneaking suspicion that it’s an unlikely possibility.

(He is admittedly looking forward to seeing how long it will take Dream to realize that Hob is in fact unaffected by his magic, and is choosing to be his pet. At the very least he’s curious if the vampire will even notice that Hob is a particularly long-lived pet, thanks to a different boon of immortality given to him by a grateful goddess he once helped 😁)

-🪽anon

I'm on a real vampire kick lately what with Good Dog au AND it being spooky season, so I am sooooo into this!!

The truth is Hob was kind of going through a rough patch, so he was very grateful to be taken in by such a kind, sweet "master". Dream isn't the type to want his thralls all skinny and beaten up, far from it! He makes sure to give Hob the absolute best of everything: nice new clothes, good food, warm baths. He really treats Hob like a pampered lap dog, always trying to tempt him with some new treat or gift. Hob quickly becomes very spoiled and is very content to laze around while Dream takes care of him. The best part is that Hob doesn't even have to think for himself, because Dream does all the important decision making. Hob’s only job is to thoroughly enjoy himself and act like the cutest little himbo.

He wakes up each morning and gladly spreads his legs for Dream to fuck into him. Sometimes he dozes off again while Dream works his pretty little hole. Sometimes he stays awake while Dream plays with his nipples and makes him beg to be allowed to cum. Either way Hob always bares his neck eagerly: he LOVES being bitten and will pout if Dream doesn't drink "enough" from him. What a sweet little pet he is!

When Dream’s family come around and inspect his new thrall, Hob has to press a finger to his lips and silently beg Death and Desire not to tell Dream that he's not actually under any spell at all (they can tell immediately, of course). And they do keep the secret, because Dream finally seems so happy, and there's no harm it in really. Hob is enthralled by Dream, just not in a magical way - it's just love.

Hob is so relieved when Dream’s siblings go away. He crawls right into Dream’s lap and starts riding his cock, rubbing all over him and nearly purring. He doesn't want to travel anymore or be cold and wet and alone. He's so happy with his "master", why would be ever want to leave? He's quite happy to be Dream’s spoiled pet immortal blood bank, thanks very much.

And Dream never wants or needs another pet, with Hob’s delicious blood sustaining him. He's so glad that Hob seems happy too... maybe Dream IS good at keeping thralls, after all!

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max or arthur accidentally exposing his relationship w male! reader. maybe the reader is a a rival 👀

and congrats on ur 1k followers!!!❤️

- 🪽 (can i claim this)

you definitely can claim it! youre my first emoji anon and ily for it. 🫶🏻 i did little headcanons for this one, i hope you enjoy <3 also shoutout to @renarots again because they basically wrote these in our dms LMAO

note: reader isn’t written as arthur’s rival for his hcs

accidents happen | mv¹ and al¹² hcs (male!reader)

✩ . mv¹

without a shadow of a doubt, max would accidentally reveal your relationship during a stream.

you hadn’t known he was streaming, and if you did, you wouldn’t have come in, because even being at his house would be enough to stir up curiosity (esp as rivals)

however, what really stirred the pot would be max covering the camera to kiss you, without even thinking about it. it was instinctive, like he’d done it before, and naturally, his chat would immediately question why he covered the camera

there was no getting out of it after that - clips of the stream would start trending, and that would raise the questions: did max kiss you? and are you dating?

max would quickly own up to it, mostly because he knew he dug that hole for himself. despite the initial chaos of the event, once everything cools down, max is almost happy that your relationship got exposed

✩ . al¹²

you grew up with arthur, so it was already fairly known that you and him were good friends

surprisingly arthur had done a good job keeping your relationship a secret…until a post race interview after a particularly good weekend

the interviewer asked how he’d be celebrating, and in his giddy state, he didn’t even process his words before saying “i’m gonna go out to dinner with my boyfriend and family”

even the interviewer almost missed it with how fast it came out, as well as the fact that it was so unexpected.

of course, the interviewer then questioned arthur, and he figured he already messed things up, so he confirmed that he said “boyfriend”

later that night, hed post a dump of his celebratory dinner, and there you’d be, arm linked with his as he kissed your cheek, emphasizing his words from the interview

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Hi! I m glad to see your inbox open again, last week I started having a Jason Todd brainrot (thanks to Pinterest for this) and when I type Jason Todd x reader on Tumblr your blog was one of the first ones I found (and the one whose most fics I spent the weekend reading 😅). Thank you so much for feeding my hiperfixation, you are talented and portrait Jason amazingly on your fics.

So now that your request are open, could you do a Jason x fem!reader with the prompt "Here! Take my jacket/coat". I love leather jackets and I would love to try Jackson's 😍

Btw, I am planning on showing on your inbox every once on a while. Could I ask for an anon emoji too, pretty please 🫶🏼?

Hey anon, good to have you

dealer's choice for emoji? bc then ur getting 🪽bc I think its cool

You swear you're gonna freeze to death. You and Jason ditched the gala not even 45 minutes after getting there. You booked it outside and argued on where you should sit like a married couple. The argument slowly derailed from there.

You tuck your arms closer around yourself. Your dress didn't exactly have a lot of fabric to keep you warm. "I realize now is a bad time to mention this, but I'm cold."

Jason looks at you like a cat that is thinking about how it's smarter than you. "I told you to bring a jacket."

"What jacket would match a gown, Jason? Huh? None! None is the correct answer!" You whisper shout, but your words have no real heat to them.

He crosses his arms. "Well maybe you shouldn't have worn such a skimpy dress!" You can see he's fighting off a smile from his own sarcasm.

"YOU PICKED OUT THE FUCKING DRESS!" You play along, but your voice trails off in a laugh.

He laughs when you laugh. "UGH. Fine. I guess you can have my jacket." He says it with faux annoyance and he's altogether stopped trying to suppress his smile.

After he dramatically shrugs off his jacket, he helps to slip it onto your shoulders, unable to suppress being a gentleman even for your fake fight.

Once it's snug on you, he takes a step back, eyes trailing over your form, looking at the dress he chose for you in his color (you lost a bet, but the dress was actually very nice and looked very good on you) and his jacket slipped over your shoulders.

After staring into your soul for a full minute, he finally opens his mouth. "New plan." You quirk an eyebrow before he continues. "We make a run for the manor and you take all of your clothes off."

You blink for a moment, processing his unexpected words. You nod. "Good plan. Slight issue: I am in heels."

"Princesses get carried. Let's go."

[spirit-lanterns]

Hey, it's 🪽, from your Genshin Blog, I told you I would spread to here occasionally, lol

Anyway, I was thinking, you know how pets kinda just doop around to investigate why their owners are making loud noises and odd smells during the moment?

I was wondering what the heck Numby is doing while you and Topaz are having fun? I'm sure he's curious. Does he kinda just peek in the doorframe for a bit, go "ehh, whatever" and just leave?

What happens the first time? Does Topaz usually close the door, but was impatient that first time?

I'm imagining Reader just suddenly freezing up, going quiet halfway and awkwardly distancing herself from Topaz's fingers, pretending nothing was happening, Topaz is just like "???" Until she sees poor wittle Numby

—🪽

POOR NUMBY. I feel like one day, Topaz accidentally leaves her bedroom door unlocked and little Numby just peeks his head in to see what his mamas are doing together without him 😭😭 He doesn’t really know why you’re making so many odd sounds, or why Topaz is moving in such a strange way (also no clothes, what’s up with that?) and his pure mind can only think “oh, mama and mommy are cuddling together! I wanna cuddle too!”

You can only watch in horror as little Numby runs into the room and tries to hop into bed with you for some cuddles. The scream you let out definitely alerts Topaz, who only shouts “Numby no!” Before he tackles her on the bed.

Well, the intimate moment is over now. Now you’re distracted with putting your clothes back on and petting the little piggy, while Topaz sulks because she was really getting into it with you. Numby the accidental cockblocker lmfao

[lizdive]

I was thinking of older sister violet_evergarden!reader who is also a stoneheart x aventurine. I'd like to see how they interact since canonically, violet sees herself as nothing more than a weapon and will do whatever she has to do, to protect the person she cares for. Aka aventurine. I can also sorta see her either being an emanator of preservation or one the stronger stonehearts.

Hi anon :3 !! I love aventurine with my whole heart he’s just so squishy 😞 i had to go to the violet evergarden wiki for this one bcs i’ve never watched the anime so i’m sorry if stuff isn’t accurate this was kinda of difficult for me,, tysm for requesting <3 if you’re unsatisfied just tell me and i’ll redo it!!

notes 𐙚 fem! reader — "you" + "she/her" used to refer to the reader ,, reader as an older sibling ,, reader is based off of violet evergarden from violet evergarden anime ,, reader is an emanator of preservation but it isn’t mentioned much ,, reader is a stoneheart ,, aventurine is referred to as both "kakavasha" and "aventurine" ,, corundum’s are a type of gemstone that is ranked 9 on the toughness scale ,, of course you can change this to the stone of your desire !! this isn’t proofread ignore typos,,

"The hammer of preservation will fall on all beings, regardless of life or death, regardless of race, regardless of ideology, to uphold the basic rights we inherently posses."

The Rising Stars, the Stonehearts, the Gambler and the Soldier Maiden — all nicknames for two siblings who have seen it all. A handsome aventurine and a beautiful corundum. One blessed by HER, and another blessed by THEM.

To be an Emanator is to be seen as a piece of an Aeon — their will so strong that their abilities have been gifted to them by the Aeon. To be an Emanator in the IPC is to be seen as an asset that cannot be lost. And to be an Emanator of Preservation is to be seen as the biggest tool.

With THEIR blessing you have overcome all that life has thrown at you just for the sake of keeping your beloved brother save from harm. From the moment he was brought into this sad world, you have fought to protect him and your younger sister.

Only one of the two made it out alive.

Many people would call you a murderer, and while they technically aren’t wrong, they fail to see why you do it. Or perhaps they do not care. You killed and therefore you should be sent to your own death.

You remember the day when you and your brother were taken by the IPC. A woman clad in luxury, a smirk on her face, and her tone breathy and warm. "As a servant you should not resist your master." she had said, but you did not pay attention for her.

KAKAVASHA did most of the speaking for you. He was free to go — he had no blood on his hands. You were the one to be sent to the gallows. But you couldn’t and wouldn’t. Death was not an option. It never was and never would be until KAKAVASHA lets out his final breath from old age.

You didn’t see what was wrong — you never did. Yes, you killed the man and many more, but it was self defense. KAKAVASHA and you had always lived in a world where it was kill or be killed. Remorse was foreign to you.

And then came the offer. Join the IPC. Join the corporation that was the reason your kind fell and vanished off the map. Become the same as them. You could not care less. Should your brother join, you will, as well. And he did.

By the end of the day you both were clad in luxuries the same as her.

⭑ Missions were always a package deal. Where AVENTURINE goes, Corundum always follows. Where Corundum goes, AVENTURINE is most likely following. There is no separating the two.

⭑ AVENTURINE is very patient with his big sister. He knows that unlike him, she is not able to properly express what she feels. He’ll try to help explain why people feel the things they feel — he’s good at putting up a mask of emotions and to do so he needed to understand them first so he’s good at explaining.

⭑ If you have prosthetic limbs like Violet does and have room for drawings and doodles, AVENTURINE will definitely doodle on your arms during free time. Even if you hide them with your sleeves, it’s a nice pass-time activity. Nobody says anything about it because 1: he is a stoneheart and 2: you’re a stoneheart.

⭑ Will try to get you to be less hyper-independent. Ask him for help, it’s okay. He’ll even try to make you a bit reliant on him. He’s not a little kid anymore, he can definitely help you take out those guys. He’s good with a gun and it’ll finish the mission quicker, just let him do some fighting too,,

⭑ I feel like there could be some heavy angst potential here, especially with the entire aventurine boss fight. You’re so determined to protect him, and you aren’t against killing people to do so. He knows this, and so he tries his damn hardest to hide his plan from you but he’s your little brother your little KAKAVASHA so you know him. You’re not the best at emotions but you know he’s lying and hiding something.

⭑ He accepts death and welcomes it with open arms but he also doesn’t want to leave his big sister alone. His big sister, who has done everything and more to protect him. She had killed, she has been wounded, she has put up with his shenanigans, and she has done the impossible. He feels like he’s just throwing that all away,,,

⭑ You are lost without him when he 'dies'. He is your purpose in life. Helping the Astral Express fight against Sunday? Screw them! You need to find your little brother, there is no way he is dead. You pray to Mother Gaiathra, to Qlipoth, to any Aeon that will hear your prayers, that he is alive.

⭑ And when you find him alive and well in the real world, alone in his room in the reverie hotel, you feel like a dam inside you has bursted. You don’t cry, but you’re close to doing so and AVENTURINE doesn’t know whether to encourage you to let out your emotions and calm your through them or reassure you that he is alright and there is no need to cry.

⭑ On a lighter note: AVENTURINE doesn’t mind if you communicate with him via letters instead of messages when you’re on your own solo missions! He’ll get you the nicest envelopes and stamps to put on them. Maybe even some stickers! He loves when you use the silly ones. If you tell him it helps you understand emotions better, he’ll encourage you to write letters more and for other people. If you use an old typewriter, he’ll get you the nicest one on the market!

⭑ It said in the wiki that Violet feels guilt for killing the people she has killed, so if you also feel that, AVENTURINE will be by your side to reassure you that it’s okay. That it wasn’t your fault and it was needed for survival. He might use the "you were just trying to protect me" card to make you feel better since he knows he’s your weakness.

⭑ Sadly, to make a pledge to never kill anyone again like Violet did would be pretty much impossible. In the eyes of the IPC, violet evergarden! reader will always be a weapon, so it’ll kinda be forced upon her.

⭑ AVENTURINE loves the anxious expressions of the people he’s gambling with as his big sister stands behind him, intimidating the patrons of the casino. It also reassures him because if anyone tries to get violent he knows his big sis will be there to protect him so he can be as reckless and as infuriating as he wants.

⭑ Overall AVENTURINE would be a very good younger brother to a violet evergarden! reader because he fulfills her wish to protect and she fulfills his want to be cherished.

[princessbrunette]

💭: sucking rafe’s fingers and looking at him like ‘🥺’ while sitting on his lap and grinding on his hard on ♡ i can clearly picture him looking at me with his mouth slightly open and hazy eyes 💕

– 🪽 anon

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he can already feel the lace of your panties covering your cunt through his shorts when you straddle his lap, being all sweet on him. you’d just arrived at tannyhill, rafe having the house to himself for a while with sarah and wheezie gone and his dad off to another country on some business trip he wasn’t allowed in on.

“y’know we — we could be livin’ like this soon. i mean this place, all ours. my dads thinking of selling this place but what— what he doesn’t know is that m’gonna buy it off him if he does… so he might aswell just give it to me…” he rambles, intense gaze pinning you where you’re sat. you’re the only one who listens to his fanatical plans and believes them, because rafe always gets things done no matter what— he handled everything for you.

your eyes widen yourself, a smile on your face. “really?” you gleam, thighs tightening around his lower body in excitement and he nods, proud smile on his face.

“uh-huh. can start our life together baby, isn’t that —amazing? can have everything the way we want… n’no one’s gonna tell us we can’t…” he muses, the two of you feeding off eachothers happiness, a inkling of insanity and obsession burning in your subconsciouses. his smile melts into a collected smirk, hands squeezing your hips. “can be my little housewife when we get everything figured out… how ‘bout that?”

you suck on your bottom lip, pink hearts practically forming in your pupils as you nod eagerly, wanting to hear more. your hips twitch at the excitement and his cock jumps in his boxers beneath you. you always got eachother hyped up like this, like there was a surge of electricity that flowed through the two of you as one joint unit, travelling through where his hands touched your skin.

“oh you like that idea huh? lemme think, yeah— yeah i’ll get a big shiny rock on that lil’ finger. every girl this side o’the islands g’nna want your head for that, baby. yeah. have you waiting here for me all pretty in those little skirts you like, waitin’ for me to come home from doin’ business… take my suit off for me so i c’n fuck some cameron babies into you… want that with me don’t you, sweetheart?” his voice drops lower as he speaks, feeling the way you grind your cunt against his hardening cock. you’re hanging onto every word, brows furrowed— eyes locked on his. he can feel you panting, your hot breath washing over his own lips as he tilts his head, head leaning against the chair he’s sat on slightly.

“fuck, these pretty lips.” he gets distracted, eyes on your mouth as his hand comes up to drag a thumb along your bottom lip, smearing the gloss around and pulling the plumpness of it down to rub his thumb along the inside of the lip. muscle memory from his coke head days, surely.

your tongue peeks out as you whine, speeding up your movements as you shamelessly hump on him, tasting the salt of his skin off the pad of his coarse thumb. he slots it into your mouth and lets you suck before replacing the thumb with two of his fingers, practically stuffing them into your mouth making your eyes water and brows furrow at the intrusion.

he’s frowning a little in concentration as he watches you suck on them sweetly, grinding and fighting for his approval. “g’nna get that throat nice and ready for me soon. thats uh—” he chuckles to himself before he completes the sentence, knowing its crude. “thats one of your housewife duties, you know?” he grins toothily, eyes never leaving your mouth once.

he looks at you once he pulls the digits out, wiping them carelessly on your cheek as you whine, trembling as you feel your stomach start to tense. “really gonna cum on my pants aren’t you?” he drawls, shaking his head “all ‘cos i promised you that good life, huh. ‘least i know you’ll never leave me. like this shit too much, don’t you?” his voice drops to a low mumble only you could hear as he smushes your cheeks, bringing your lips to his just as you’re about to reach your peak. it sounds so degrading coming from him, but you couldn’t even argue. he was right.

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