#chainsaw hog

[tsubomiiiii]

CHAINSAW MAN SPOILERS/BLOOD WARNING??

Some panel redraws of chainsaw man wuehgdheg also theyre not really connected I just wanted to draw this lol

[mojodojogojo]

two idiots and their handler

this is the best group dynamic and you literally cant tell me I'm wrong.

[the-owl-tree]

au where leafpool slowly becomes more open to the idea of poisoning people au where leafpool gets a hammer au where leafpool bites people au where leafpool invents cat purgatory etc etc

i hope the creator cleavepool knows how ahead of their time they were. the demand for leafpool to start killing has only skyrocketed.

[squeakadeeks]

ive wanted to make a chainsaw mansona for a while so heres my thinking thought; the maw fiend 🤔 not sure if i prefer having lots of teeth or just big ol' voids so heres both.

[m-aximumjoy]

prediction for next week: Denji finds out Iseumi is pretending to be chainsaw man, gets pissed that Iseumi can actually pull, and punches him so hard he flies into the stratosphere. everyone else escapes through the new hole in the aquarium ceiling

[dougielombax]

*slowly hacks through a snowman’s neck with a chainsaw while roaring like a feral pig as thrash metal plays in the background*

[biohazard-inevitable]

About to watch chainsaw man on the big tv!!!

[angeliconstell]

A/N: I died for awhile from here, but that's okay! We all need our breaks. This fanfic is more self indulgent, but if you have any requests, I am open to them! A brief warning, this one will be purely smut.

Warnings: noncon, inappropriate use of a chainsaw, Thomas being a clueless horn dog, Charlie being a dick head, unedited writing, p in v penetration, fingering, some gore, breeding.

"Should've listened to ya' fuckin' momma when she said your pretty little ass shouldn't have gone out with some strangers." Those words accompanied with a sharp kick into your side is the first thing you woke up to. Right, that fucker of a cop that caught you along with some of your friends. They weren't strangers. Now they looked like strangers as they sat mangled and destroyed, hanging from meat hooks.

You and your group of friends were on their way to a Lynyrd Skynyrd concert in Dallas and ended up in the middle of ass fucking nowhere because your boyfriend missed a turn and asked the so called "cop" for directions and a phone. Charlie, willingly agreed and led your group into their end.

"Mm...mm, but what a pretty little thing you are? Bet yer boyfriend fucked you nice and good-" Charlie kicked your limp legs apart, the toe of his boot pressing down against your core under your dress. Exhausted and almost lifeless, you managed a cry. The hook on your back was digging deep enough that you could feel the ripping of your muscles.

Charlie let out a grumble of profanities as the heard the heavy footsteps down the wooden stairs of the basement. "Thomas! Right on time, you ugly fucker. C'mere!" Your eyes fluttered open for a brief moment, catching onto the hulking man that was lumbering your way. Greasy, long hair and a mask that looked like it was out of human skin.

With the smell of rot coming from Thomas, it definitely was human skin.

"Take a look at that, c'mon, boy!" Charlie flipped the skirt of your dress up where your lower half was exposed up to leering eyes. Thomas stared at the thin, lace panties that stood in the way. Pretty. A pretty thing you are. You could catch the change of his breathing when his eyes caught onto your naked skin. He was breathing hard, his free hand reaching to his crotch to grasp the sudden ache he felt in his cock.

One. Two. Two heavy footsteps forward and sudden the cold blade of Thomas's chainsaw caught onto the fragile lace of your panties. A sudden yank and the chain split open the threads, exposing your core through them. Thomas leaned down, ignoring your whimpers and pleads until he was on his knees, tilting his head in curiosity like a dumb puppy. The rough, calloused pad of his thumb pressed directly into your folds, dipping into your entrance roughly before he pulled his hand back with a surprised jerk.

Thomas brought his hand up to his nose, smelling the bitter but sweet smell of your slick coating his fingers. A drug. His pupils dilated at the scent and a shock of arousal went straight to his cock. Without warning, his face was buried between your thighs, his nose pressed right between your folds.

"Fuck, you nasty bastard. Didn't know just one hit of pussy would get you hooked-" Charlie called out, spitting his chewing tobacco onto the floor as he leaned up against a pole. "I'll leave you to it to breed that hog! I better hear her squealing outside!" Charlie stumbled his way back upstairs, leaving you with the pussy drunk man between your legs. You could feel the hot, rancid breath from Thomas hitting your core, soaking it more than you thought it would. Thomas let out a muffled groan through his mask. Sounded like a dead man brought back to life with just one huff of pussy.

Thomas's fingers returned to your core, them greedily grabbing at between your folds. He was inexperienced, you could tell by the way he frantically huffed and slid his thick fingers between your lower lips, parting and spreading them. A breathless gasp slipped from your lips when a meaty finger slipped inside your heat, your inner walls parting around it. "Fuck-", you breathed out.

Just a finger and it was enough to already make you feel wild, your wetness seeping around Thomas's finger. God, the build up in your core was already starting to show, making your insides quiver and heat up as your pussy just so delicately gushed around Thomas's finger.

The contact was gone when Thomas's hands frantically reached to undo his trousers. Charlie listened upstairs like the proudest motherfucker on the planet. Mostly thankful that Luda Mae was at work and not at home. She would have a fucking stroke seeing her baby boy about to brutally fuck a girl he wasn't married to. That was her Christian morals, but Charlie just thought of it as Thomas becoming a man.

There was no prep for at all before Thomas just threw your legs over his shoulders, his cock burying deep into your dripping cunt to the hilt. His heavy balls collided against your ass with a sting to go along with the massive stretch your insides were making just for his length. All air was knocked out of you, Thomas groaning and huffing into your ear like some mad pig. He wasn't even started, just staying seated deep inside you, his thick, swollen tip pressed right against your cervix.

A strangled moan rushed out of your lungs at the sudden fullness. There wasn't enough room left in you besides the gaping hole Thomas managed to stuff himself into. His thrusts were sloppy with a lack of any rhythm. He fucked you dumb, his thrusts leaving you gasping for air with each pound into your pussy. The friction was enough to get your waterworks going, the tears in your eyes springing. Thomas was going to breed you as thoroughly as he was going to fuck you.

The swollen lips between your legs was a dripping, sloppy mess before a warm gush pushed out of you. The orgasm slapped you hard, hitting you a lot sooner than your had expected. The stretch was probably the most you have ever had and each heavy thud of his cock head into your womb drove you mad.

Thomas panted hard, your slick splashing up into the ragged, brown shirt he wore. A thick ring of your cum formed around his cock, spitting him to go ever faster than before. If you thought he was rough earlier, then you were just fucking stupid. As Thomas chased his release, his thick hips snapped against you with no sympathy or care in the world.

It was only normal, to feel the need to fuck and breed something. To make you his. Thomas's large hands pushed your legs further apart and pinned against the floor, his cock fully seating inside you as thick ropes of his cum painted your insides.

It was a lot, it made you feel so stuffed your brain was melted and the rest that couldn't fit gushed out of you and into Thomas's thick, unruly pubic hair. You shook violently, breathing out in choked sobs and mewls.

A door opened and closed upstairs accompanied by stumbling footsteps and the thud of a cane on the floor. "Thomas! Get yer ass up here, we have company!" Luda screamed out from upstairs. With that, Thomas stood up, his cock slipping from your gaping hole and leaving you empty. He was a momma's boy no matter how deep in pussy he was.

[a-killer-obsession]

Brat [Kid x Killer x OC Nina]

Commissioned by @dissvicious

CW: third person pov, intox, recreational drug use, spanking, brat taming, blow job, vaginal fingering, anal fingering, threesome (f/m/m), very light bondage, double penetration (v + a), creampies, multiple orgasms, inappropriate use of devil fruit

WC: 4k

Masterlist || Comissions Info

The Kid Pirates gathered in the dining hall of the Victoria Punk, celebrating an overwhelming win against a ship full of marines who dared to think they could defeat the crew of the great Eustass “Captain” Kid. The raised platform where the commanders usually sat to dine had been cleared off, replaced with various instruments being played by a rotation of crewmates, filling the hall with music ranging from punk rock to heavy metal. Some of the usual dining tables had been cleared as well to make space for dancing and drinking, some crewmates opting to position their chairs in circles for drinking games and conversations, while others sat at the remaining tables to pick at the scraps of the feast or lose their share of the loot in gambling games. The four commanders sat together, passing around a joint and retelling their perspectives from the battle just been.

“Where's pinky?” Heat asked, before taking a hit of the joint and passing it along to Wire.

“Nina?” Killer replied, “she wanted to get the blood off her chainsaw before it got too dry and crusty, she should be out soon.”

“Maybe she finally fucked off,” Kid grumbled. It was no secret that Kid had a stick up his ass ever since Nina and Killer had gotten together. “Good fuckin' riddens.”

“Kid we're in the middle of the fucking ocean,” Killer sighed, “where would she go? Can you at least pretend to like Nina? For me?”

“They're a bratty little friend stealing bitch,” Kid snapped, yanking the joint from Wire's hand and hogging it, “should've kicked her off the ship when I had the chance.”

“Like you could get rid of me if you tried,” Nina teased, pinching the joint from a surprised Kid and making herself comfortable in Killer's lap. Killer wrapped his arms around her waist to steady her, bumping his mask softly against the side of her head in a makeshift version of a kiss. “Sorry I took so long, lion,” Nina cooed, scratching Killer's goatee, “fuckin’ chains were all gunked up with some asshole's brain matter.”

“Do you have to do that PDA shit here?” Kid rolled his eyes, trying and failing to snatch back the joint. Heat sighed and pulled another from the tin he kept in his pocket, handing it to the disgruntled captain.

“I'm literally just sitting,” Nina feigned innocence, taking a long hit of the joint. She held it up by the burning end so Killer could lean forward and slot it through one of the holes in his mask, leaning back as Nina returned the joint to her own lips, clouds of smoke filtering out of several of Killer's mask holes.

“On Killer,” Kid grumbled, “you look like a common whore.”

“First of all, thanks,” Nina said with an exhale of smoke before handing the joint to Heat, having caught up to the others with a nice buzz now, “secondly, would you say the same if I was on Heat's lap?”

“You're not keeping Heat away from my bed,” Kid complained.

“Heat goes to your bed?” Nina laughed, while Wire and Killer stifled their own snorts, “Nice.”

“No that's- that's not my fuckin point!” Kid replied in a fluster, a flush of red on his cheeks.

“Maybe I'm colourblind,” Nina teased, “cos you're lookin real fuckin green there, Kid.”

“You sayin’ I'm jealous?” Kid scoffed, “Of you?”

“That's exactly what I'm saying,” Nina replied confidently, “you just can't stand that Killer wants to spend his time with me.”

“You're fuckin hogging him!” Kid yelled.

“Kid…” Killer warned, exchanging a concerned look with Wire and Heat as they felt the tension in the air rising.

“He's a grown man,” Nina shouted back as she got up, getting ready to fight, “he can do what he wants.”

“And you're a thieving fucking bitch!” Kid barked as he stood too, trying to look intimidating, not that the comparatively tiny woman was at all frightened by him.

“KID!” Killer got up in a hurry, putting himself between the two.

“No, it's not fair!” Kid complained to Killer, “Ever since you two shacked up you spend all your time with them! You haven't fucked me in weeks!”

“Maybe you're just not as special as you thought you were,” Nina replied cruelly. Killer took a deep breath, knowing that the argument had just hit the point of no return.

“What the fuck did you just say to me, bitch?” Kid snapped, trying to get at Nina but held away by Killer, “I'm the future King of Pirates, you're nothing but some discarded bratty bitch playing at pirates!”

“You're about to be King of the Shark Shit, you thick skulled cunt,” she spat back, “when I send you to the fucking seabed!”

“Okay can we calm down and talk about this please?” Killer sighed. It's times like this he wished he wasn't wearing his mask so he could pinch the bridge of his nose where a headache was quickly forming.

“Like this bolts for brains would understand a word I say,” Nina scoffed, “Hey Kid - Me, Killer girlfriend. You, pigheaded cunt. Got it?”

“Fuck you!” Kid screamed. Now Wire and Heat had to get involved as well, struggling to hold the redhead back.

“Bite me!” Nina bit back.

“Stop it, both of you!” Killer yelled, “You're acting like fucking children!”

“Just fucking bang already,” Wire said under his breath, “fucking hell.”

“What did you fucking say?” Kid's head snapped in Wire's direction, the taller man not at all phased by his angry expression. Wire was observant, perhaps the only one who had noticed that it was Killer the captain was jealous of, not Nina.

“Nothing boss,” Wire replied flatly, “just that maybe you and Nina would get along better if you put that energy elsewhere.”

“He's got a point,” Killer hummed. He too had his suspicions about where Kid's feelings really lay, “it would solve the sharing issues…”

“Like this brute could make me cum,” Nina scoffed with a heavy eye roll. Did she want to fuck Kid? Absolutely, but she'd rather fuck her chainsaw than admit her attraction to the goop-brained asshole. “I doubt he even knows where the clit is. Probably why Killer prefers me over you, bet that mouth isn't good for anything except talking shit.”

“Oh I'll make you fuckin’ cum alright,” Kid purred, liking the idea of fucking the attitude out of Nina more and more by the second, “I'll have you screaming my fuckin’ name, just like Kil does.”

“Like I'd let a caveman like you get a taste of me,” Nina teased, turning to wiggle her ass in a seductive manner at Kid, knowing it would rile him up. She wanted to see how far he'd go with his threats. Her hands teased down Killer's front, looking over her shoulder at Kid to challenge him, hands moving possessively over Killer's toned chest as though to say ‘this is mine, what are you gonna do about it?”

“Alright, that's quite enough out of you,” Killer sighed, picking Nina up and throwing her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes as she squeaked in protest. He didn't like being used as a pawn in the middle of whatever this weird sexual tension going on between her and Kid was. Killer began walking away with his angry passenger, looking back at Kid who stood in the same spot as he had been, trying to not let it show that Nina's teasing had in fact had an effect on him. “You coming or not?”

“Ey?” Kid replied, confused.

“You got her riled up, you're gonna deal with her,” Killer replied sternly, making Kid forget for a second who the captain was. “She's being a fucking brat because of your inability to keep your mouth shut, and I don't have the energy for that right now, so you're gonna fix it.”

“He's the fucking brat!” Nina shouted, trying to fight her way off Killer's shoulder but unable to compete with his strength.

“You and I both know that's not true, princess,” Killer replied, continuing his warpath to his room. Kid followed behind, not getting to close since Nina was facing him, and she looked like she wanted to claw his eyes out. He followed Killer inside the first mate's private quarters, closing and bolting the door behind them as Killer dumped Nina unceremoniously on the bed, her body bouncing slightly on impact. She scrambled on the mattress like she was making to attack Kid, but Killer quickly grabbed her, pulling her by her ankles until she was bent over his lap.

“You weren't being nice out there,” Killer sighed, yanking down Nina's shorts and panties without warning. She and Kid suddenly went shy as Nina's ass was laid bare, the two of them not looking at each other. “Count.” Killer said plainly as he raised his hand and brought it down on Nina's ass, the clap of skin on skin echoing in the room. Nina whimpered in pain and arousal, Killer knew exactly what he was doing. It was punishment, but it was also foreplay to get her more comfortable with Kid. “Nina,” Killer growled when she didn't reply.

“No!” She spat back. Killer smacked her again, harder this time, leaving an obvious handprint on her soft ass. “One,” she whimpered. She knew better than to say ‘two’, when she hadn't correctly counted the first smack. Killer administered four more, Nina obediently counting each. At five he pushed her off his lap and stood, leaving her confused, and a little under sated. “You usually go to ten?” She asked, disappointed.

“Kid will do the rest,” he explained, gesturing for Kid to take his place on the bed. The captain hesitantly did so, and Nina was immediately bent over his lap by the blonde. She could feel his large erection under her belly, but it only served to flare her aggression. Killer saw the spark of rebellion in her eyes, and knelt in front of her face, running his fingers through her fringe and making a fist to pull it tight, forcing her head up. “Behave,” he warned. Nina furrowed her brows and spat at him, the saliva dripping down his mask. “Ten more it is then, on top of the five you have left. Kid.”

Killer had been careful to make sure Nina's ass was facing Kid's flesh hand, and he brought it down eagerly, his cock twitching as Nina whined. She refused to give in though, and Kid growled at the lack of counting and spanked her twice more. She squirmed and whimpered, but refused to give up on her defiance.

“No good,” Killer clicked his tongue, squeezing Nina's face between his thumb and fingers so her lips pursed, “we'll just have to fuck it out of her, till she's too fucked dumb to have an attitude.”

He grabbed Nina by the hair again and threw her on the bed, pulling off her goggles and shoes, pulling her shorts and panties the rest of the way off, and tearing her shirt open to free her tits. He was being rough, but he knew Nina would use her safe word if he went too far. He wrapped his hand around her neck as he climbed onto the bed, using his other hand to unfasten his sash and binding her hands with it. “Fuck, Kil,” Kid grinned, “you sure the tiny thing can take this sort of treatment?”

“She'll say ‘chainsaw’ if she wants us to stop,” Killer replied, unfastening his pants and pulling his hard cock free. He grabbed Nina by her hair again and pulled her onto all fours, her ass pointed at Kid, who had to hold back a groan as he got his first look at her cunt. “Put that mouth of yours to better use,” Killer instructed, tapping the head of his cock against Nina's firmly closed lips. She scowled up at him, refusing to give him what he wanted. “Nina, open,” he commanded. When she refused still he pinched her nose shut with a frustrated sigh, until she had no choice but to open her mouth to breathe. He forced his cock in her mouth as soon as her lips parted, making her whine, but she accepted her fate and started to bob her head on his cock. She was so addicted to him that once she got that first taste, she couldn't deny him any longer. “See there, Kid?” Killer hummed, “you just have to be firm with her. Quit standing there gawking, play with her cunt or something. You wanna fuck her or not?”

Kid, who had been not so casually palming himself over his pants, eagerly stepped forward, climbing onto the bed and kneeling behind Nina. He admired the red prints on her ass, giving her a softer, more playful slap that made her groan on Killer's cock, before soothing over the flesh with his cool metal hand. He spread her cheeks apart, labia shifting as he did so, exposing the glistening folds between. He ran two fingers down her wet cunt, before giving her no mercy and pushing two thick fingers inside her.

“Fuck!” Nina cried out, pulling off Killer's cock, “fat fucking fingers, be careful!”

“Yer fuckin’ dripping,” Kid gawked, “needy fucking slut.”

“No shit fuckass,” Nina bit back, "you gonna do something about it or not?”

“Keep talking shit and I'll show you fuck ass,” Kid warned, making her pussy squelch as he pumped her with his fingers, enjoying the way her gummy wet walls squeezed around him.

“Bet,” Nina struggled to get out between stifled moans, “I wouldn't even feel your tiny baby carrot fucking me, I've taken shits bigger than your cock.”

“What, is that a challenge?” Kid growled, “Cos I'll fuck yer ass till you can't sit if you don't watch yer fuckin’ mouth. You'll be feeling it for the next three fuckin’ weeks.”

“Then I guess I'm gonna keep talking shit,” Nina spat back, using her bound hands to jack Killer off, not wanting him to feel ignored. Killer would have forced his cock back in her mouth by now, but he wanted to see where this was going.

“You want me to fuck your ass?” Kid asked with a raised brow.

“How else am I gonna take both of you?” Nina replied, like they were both fucking stupid.

“I just assumed we'd spit roast you,” Kid exchanged a questioning look with Killer, who shrugged in response.

“Spit roasting is for pussies,” Nina growled, “do you think I'm a pussy?”

“No..” Kid replied sheepishly.

“Good, so shut the fuck up and fuck me already,” Nina spat, rocking backwards to fuck herself on Kid's fingers since he'd momentarily stopped moving them, “I want my holes filled, get to it, I’m gonna dry up from old age over here.”

“Fuckin brat,” Kid grumbled, pulling his fingers out of Nina and smacking her reddened ass, “Kil, you got lube?”

”Who do you think I am, of course I have lube,” he rolled his eyes under his mask, leaning back to rummage in the top drawer of his side table, “You want plain or strawberry?”

“Plain is fin-” Kid started.

‘Strawberry!” Nina cut him off.

“He didn't ask you, brat!” Kid complained, “Yer getting plain!”

“I wouldn't fight her if I was yo-” Killer began to warn, already grabbing the strawberry.

“I want strawberry!” Nina pouted, “I want a strawberry scented ass!”

“For fucksake,” Kid grumbled, holding out his hand for the lube.

“STRAWBERRY! SCENTED! ASS!” Nina shouted.

“OKAY FINE, FUCKING HELL,” Kid shouted back, “I'LL GIVE YOU YOUR FUCKIN’ FRUIT ASS YOU FUCKIN’ FRUITASS!”

Killer took the opportunity to remove his mask and tie his hair in a low ponytail as Kid squirted a generous amount of lube above Nina's asshole, letting it drip down before spreading it with one finger around the ring of muscle. Killer took his place back in front of Nina, who took his cock back in her mouth with no argument this time, looking up at him with half lidded eyes that closed as Kid sunk a finger inside her. She moaned on Killer's cock as Kid worked her open, and Killer grabbed her short pigtails to guide her movements as she got lost concentrating on Kid's fingers in her asshole as he added a second. His fingers were thick, she was probably stretched enough from just two to take any average man's cock, but Kid was far from average and knew he would need to work more to get her prepared to take him. He wanted to fuck the attitude out of her, but he didn't want to actually hurt her. His metal hand came up underneath her, and he pressed one finger to her clit and used his devil fruit to vibrate the metal, making Nina pull off Killer's cock with a surprised whine. “Fuck, Kid!”

“That's more like it,” he purred, “now we're getting somewhere. Go ahead and scream my name when you cum for me, little spitfire.”

“N-no!” Nina cried out. Kid replied by increasing the intensity of the vibrations and bullying a third finger into her ass, pumping her hard and fast.

“Then I guess you'll just have to not cum, aye?” Killer spoke in a voice that was so low it was almost terrifying, “You can scream your captain's name, or we can leave you here wanting. Maybe I'll just fuck Kid instead. Tie you to the bed and make you watch.”

“No! Please don't stop!” Nina whined, she felt like if they stopped now she might combust, “I'll be good!”

“Scream for me, bitch,” Kid growled, pressing his metal finger hard against her bud.

“Fuck, fuck!” Nina groaned, “cumming, fuck, Kid!” Her whole body shook as she let out a choked roar of a moan, Kid giving Killer a pleased grin as he pulled his fingers from her ass and she all but collapsed against the bed.

“You're not done yet, princess,” Killer purred, “we haven't gotten ours yet.”

“She's blissed out already and she ain't even had a cock yet,” Kid grumbled.

“She can take more, can't you princess?” Killer cooed as he squeezed Nina's face. She gave a weak whine and nodded, and he gave her face a soft appreciative slap. He let her lay back against the bed while the two men undressed, and Nina's eyes flicked between both of them hungrily as she rolled onto her back, thighs rubbing together as her need grew again at the two thick erections presented to her.

“Meow!”

“Oh for fucksake, ZAP!” Killer groaned, chasing the cat around the bedroom.

“Where the fuck did he come from?” Kid growled.

“My son likes to sleep in the laundry basket,” Nina replied matter-of-factly, “Zap! Come to mama!”

“No! Not to mama!” Killer complained, trying to grab the cat as it jumped up on the bed. He scruffed Zap and carried him out of the room, ignoring Nina's sad whines, placing the cat firmly on the hallway floor and shutting the door quickly before Zap could sneak back in. “Fucking cockblock.”

“Aw, Zap doesn't mean it!” Nina replied, before Killer grabbed her and made her giggle by flipping them both so she was laying on top of him. Kid took his queue to climb up on the bed behind her, settling between Killer's legs. Nina bit her lip as she reached between her legs to position Killer's cock, sinking down onto it with a relieved sigh. “Ah, doesn't get any better than that,” Nina grinned.

“We'll see about that,” Kid grunted, fisting himself to coat his cock in lube and applying more to Nina's ass. Killer held her flat against him, keeping her from squirming while Kid lined himself up. Nina squeaked as he pushed the head of his cock against her asshole, only pressing in the tip before pausing as he met resistance.

“Breathe, princess,” Killer soothed, “relax sweetheart, let him in.”

Nina whimpered against Killer's clavicle as Kid slowly pushed in further, attitude entirely forgotten as both her holes were filled and she clawed at the sheets either side of Killer. She let out a low whine as Kid fully seated himself, stilling inside her as she adjusted to the fullness. “Fuck yer tight,” Kid groaned. He made an experimental pull almost all the way out, before pushing back in again.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Nina groaned, “yes, yes, yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me!”

“Say no more,” Kid replied, grabbing her hips and giving her a hard thrust that made her scream. Killer exchanged a shit eating grin with the captain over Nina's shoulder as she buried her face against his chest, before he too began to move, making thrusts up into Nina's cunt to match Kid's harsh pace. Nina screamed like a bitch in heat as both men fucked her hard, making Killer grunt as she took out her overstimulation on him, biting and sucking at his chest and leaving marks all over his tan skin. Kid's hands were leaving bruises on Nina's hips as he held them tight, showing no mercy with his pace.

“Good girl,” Killer cooed, “does that feel good? Your holes nice and full now?”

“Yes!” Nina cried, “so- so full! Gonna cum again!”

“Cum for us then, princess,” Killer purred. Nina immediately bit down on his shoulder, making Killer swear as she let out a muffled moan against his skin and clamped down around their cocks. Killer's thighs grew wet with her release as she quivered, but neither man let up, prolonging the orgasm. She went boneless between them, a ragdoll for them to fuck, completely dick drunk and making weak moans.

“Fuckin’ hell,” Kid groaned, “can I cum inside her Kil?”

“Fill her up,” Killer replied with his own grunts, close to cumming as well, “fuck, I'm close.”

“One more from her?” Kid asked.

“Aye,” Killer agreed, the two of them working in tandem to hold back their own peaks while they forced Nina to another. “Come on Nina, one more sweetheart, I know you can do it.”

Nina shook her head against him, but the coil in her stomach was already pulling tight again, she couldn't deny it. She made a surprised gasp as Kid smacked her ass, feeling a rush of electricity through her body that reignited her. “Fuck, do that again,” she moaned. Kid complied, giving her a series of smacks, alternating which cheek he focused on as he kept up his brutal thrusts. “Fuck, fuck, cumming!” She screamed, seeing stars and shaking hard. She had a blissed out smile on her face as she collapsed against Killer, who groaned at her pussy still fluttering around him from the aftershocks of her orgasm and couldn't hold back any longer. He swore as he emptied his balls, and Kid quickly followed suit, giving one last hard thrust before stilling deep inside Nina's ass and painting her walls white.

“Fucking hell,” Kid panted as he pulled his cock out and collapsed next to them.

“Say thank you, princess,” Killer forced out between hard breaths.

“Th-thank you,” Nina stuttered, half asleep.

“Maybe yer not so bad,” Kid teased, patting Nina's bare ass playfully as he groaned at his stiff joints and climbed out of bed.

“Where are you going?” Nina asked in a sad tone that surprised both men.

“Oh I- I thought we were done here,” Kid replied unsurely.

“Go get a wet cloth from my bathroom, then come back,” Killer told him, “you're staying with us.”

“You sure?” Kid asked, eyes flicking between them as Nina rolled off Killer, who quickly untied her wrists and threw his sash to the floor.

“We're sure,” she confirmed, reaching out to hold his hand, “stay.”

“Okay,” Kid replied softly, giving her hand a gentle squeeze, “I'll stay.”

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[mocolococoffeesimp]

Can we get hcs of Elphelt and s/o waking up together in the morning?

-Just as Elphelt is energetic, this also shows in her sleeping. She is restless sleeper, rolling around in the bed, hogging the blanket etc. She also snores, its as if its a chainsaw next to you. The first nights you sleep next to her, you're wondering how something so adorable could let out such a horrid noises. Than you remember, her metal screeches. You shouldn't be surprised about this.

-Elphelt is not a morning person, no matter if she has places to be at. She will laze around as long as possible in bed, she will pull the blanket tighter around herself as she hears her alarm in the morning. This by extension means, pulling you in too. "Elphelt... I need to get up." She only tightens her hold on you, holding you down.

"But, you're so warm and cuddly. Besides, I don't want to get up..." She gives you puppy dog eyes, knowing it will work. You sighed. "Fine... Ten more minutes." She nuzzled into you with a satisfied smile.

-When she eventually does get up, she is in a rush. Her hair a mess, her hair a tangled mess. She does both of these on her way to wherever she needs to be. You at times, help her with her hair. She is bit sleepy in those moments, so her not realizing what's going around her isn't uncommon.

-Those rare morning you don't have to go anywhere, you both sleep until noon. Even than both of you just laze around, watching videos on her phone, until hunger comes. But, the slow morning paints a image for rest of the day aswell. Slow and blissful.

[tsubomiiiii]

CHAINSAW HOG

[crackedoutwalnut]

Three things I know to be true

1. Chandler is a blanket hog

2. Chandler snores like a god damn chainsaw

3. Veronica has stupid classic literature themed sleep shirts

[lance-thunder-reporting-live]

Good morning Amity Park, I'm your ghostly weatherman, Lance Thunder. Today's Wednesday, December 20, and there’s a 20% chance of rain. Highs are in the low fifties, and the lows are in the low forties.

A humanoid ghost with one eye and sharp hog like tusks was seen yesterday evening purchasing a chainsaw, and then using that chainsaw to chase after people, frightening them for his own amusement. He was stopped by the Fentons, but captured by Danny Phantom before the Fentons were able to catch him.

Amity public library is having a princess movie marathon this Saturday and Sunday, from 9:00 am to 7:00 pm, with many Disney Princess movies and their sequels, along with other princess movies like The Princess Bride and Shrek. All between the ages of 3 and 12, along with their parents, are welcome to join.

The Fentons will likely not be driving today.

[itsbeesknees]

The Old Man is Snoring

Any Papa x GN!reader

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Summary: There is a monster in your bed, and it’s making the most decrepit noises.

Warnings: none, just fluff and crack

Word count: 644

A/N: this drabble is dedicated to all the Papas noses

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You are 99.9% certain there is some sort of monster in your bed.

You’re not surprised, of course— why would you be? You spend the majority of your time worshiping the devil at black encrusted altars, and Ghouls prowl the Ministry on the daily, so the probability of a monster being in your bed isn’t too outlandish. Though, last time you checked, monsters are meant to lurk under the bed, not on top of it.

Silk linens are the only thing that’s keeping you safe from this beast. Which is rather unfortunate, since you’re not entirely sure that a thin layer of buttery fabric is a good enough barricade. The duvet would’ve been a much more reliable option, but that had been kicked down onto the floor during your few hours of untroubled sleep. Curse your rotten luck.

The monster breathes sharply through its nose and you freeze up like a half-wit. By Satan is it loud. When you first had woken up you almost mistook it for a chainsaw, with gears and motors rattling. But it was not a chainsaw, and possibly not human either, because nothing skulking this earth should sound like that.

Is this how Theseus felt? Twisting and turning in a maze, haunted by a beast. Was this monstrosity your Minotaur?

You have the good grace to snort at that, because you are not Theseus.

When Theseus was confronted with danger, it was not in a plush mattress cocooned by fancy sheets. When Theseus slayed the beast, he did so bravely and without faltering. Theseus was heroic, Theseus was gifted a fictional magic thread, and you didn’t possess either of those things.

These kinds of thoughts should honestly be completely redundant, as you are an adult now who is perfectly capable of confronting the heaving creature that’s hogging up most of your pillows. Yes, now is the time to be the knight galloping on a horse, charging onwards into battle. You may not be Theseus, but you can surely act like him.

So you whip your body over to face the thunderous beast, squaring your shoulders and sucking in a fierce breath. You have every intention of slaying the fire-spitting, scaley green dragon. Surely confident that they’d hang your title in the great halls of fame after you conquer such a chilling creature..

You didn’t get that far.

Because, when you finally got a look at the monster, the beast, the dragon, the love of your life, you felt the thorns that guarded your heart shrivel and wither away. He was no creature, just an irritating snorer, who was generally well intentioned.

He did fall asleep in his papal paints again, which perhaps made him look a little bit more cryptic than usual, with all that smudged pigment and whatnot. But regardless, he was your papa, not a monster, and he desperately needed the sleep. Way more than you.

So, gallantly, you trade a moment of dragon-slaying for a moment of peace, resting your head on his chest and listening to the pumping of his heart. Occasionally, another snore will trickle out, sometimes even louder than the one before, yet you pay it no mind.

And when he finally wakes, fluttering open his bicolored watery eyes, you greet him with a tired smile and a sweet kiss to his nose; the culprit of your horrors.

“Did I keep you up with my snoring again, amore?” He asks, blinking blearily and tracing shapeless patterns into the sides of your arm.

“No.” You say, flinching at how groggy your voice sounds. “But I think there was a monster in our bed last night, you should’ve heard it. I almost mistook it for a chainsaw.”

Your beloved pauses, processing the meaning of your words, before recoiling in mock offense as if you had sucker punched him straight in the gut. Then, he promptly pulls you closer, and kisses you in all his morning-breath glory.

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[chosoloz]

⌯ RULES .ᐟ

i can write almost anything ranging from smut, to fluff to angst. writing smut is my speciality though.

i won’t write for weird things such as piss, scat, blood, etc. but i do write cnc and dub con.

fem aligned and minors can read my stories for all i care. you can even interact because i genuinely don't care and it isn't my duty to monitor each and every one of you to see that you aren't a minor or a female.

i write for bottom male and ftm reader. i do write top reader but not for now, i don't write for female readers so don't request that.

be as detailed as you can in your request because then only you can get the result you envisioned. do not hog at me to complete your request, i have a life out of tumblr. and if you've already placed a request on my page but then ask the same thing to some other author it will land you in my block list.

i also block people in general so don't ask your friends or create a fake account just to ask me why i blocked you.

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⌯ CHARACTER LIST .ᐟ

jujutsu kaisen.

noritoshi choso, gojo satoru, getou suguru, fushiguro toji, sukuna ryoumen, nanami kento, higuruma hiromi, fushiguro megumi, itadori yuuji, okkotsu yuuta, inumaki toge, noritoshi kamo.

bungou stray dogs.

dazai osamu, chuuya nakahara, atsushi nakajima, akutagawa ryunosuke, kunikida doppo, fuzukawa, fyodor, nikolai gogol, sigma.

blue lock.

isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, itoshi rin, itoshi sae, shidou ryusei.

lookism.

daniel park, jay hong, zack lee, vin jin, vasco, jace, gun park, goo kim, jaegyeon na, seongji yuk, jake kim, sameul seo, eli jang, warren chae, johan, sinu han, kwak jichang, james lee, eugene.

manager kim.

manager kim, hansu seong.

viral hit.

hobin, taehoon seong, yeonwoo, munseong kim, seongjun baek.

my hero academia.

izuku midoriya, bakugou katsuki, shoto todoroki, tenya iida, kirishima ejirou, kaminari denki, shinsou hitoshi, aizawa, all might, shigiraki, dabi, hawks, neito monoma.

killer peter.

peter/pietro, nathaniel, simon.

chainsaw man.

denji, aki, kishibe, yoshida.

MASTERLiST. to be made.

[contrivedchaos]

I like to imagine Lucifer telling Sera about a new ride at his park something calm with a nice view that she'll love. Once Sera leaves the room he tells Carmilla the truth that it's a fast wild ride the type she loves and Sera doesn't and that it wouldn't be obvious until after it's started. Once she gets off the ride she isn't happy with Lucifer though he finds the prank hilarious. Carmilla finds someway that night to apologize. Also Emily likes wild rides as does Clara but Odette doesn't when the family to Lu Lu world (they go fairly often after all they know the owner.) Sera and Odette often stay off the wilder rides and catch a show, go on something they like, play a game or do one of the many other things they can do and bond and stepdaughter and stepmother.

Luci, nooooo! LMAO. What a little shit! 😂😂 He is the ultimate trickster and prince of lies, I guess. That's totally on brand for him. 😂😂

I absolutely love the idea of Carmilla, Clara, and Emily just being total coaster hogs together. The scarier and more dangerous the ride, the better! Even if it goes through rings of fire or chainsaws, they get some kind of twisted enjoyment out of it. It scares the shit out of Sera at first, but once she learns the hazards are (mostly) just for show, she ultimately lets Emily go.

Sera and Odette just shake their heads and go off to watch Luci's magic show, where it's safe. And NOT on fire (except when he brought out that magic-tastical backflipping rubber duck that set the big top ablaze, but that only happened the once. Sera put the fire out)!