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tiffcore · 11 months

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tw: au Eden but he acts the same. He's a dog lol. Implied noncon

contractor Eden.

an Eden who unapologetically exists within society selfishly. he who has the skill and experience to get himself into good jobs, but none of the interpersonal skill, the wherewithal nor the care to spare proper attention to detail. he's crass and rude and talks shit about your decorations when you invite him in for tea.

but he can always be a whole helluva lot ruder. hes a big guy, naturally the intimidating type, and paired with his brooding demeanor, its no surprise he's not popular.

but hes the only one that could get this job done! the installation needs to be as perfect as you imagine it in your head, and hes the only guy near or far in this backwater town that has the expertise you need.

he's weird though. doesn't want to discuss payment until after the work is finished. doesnt send you an invoice like your regular guys do, just works until the sun sets and relucantly joins you for hot tea every now and again, watching you flit about the kitchen as you prepare him a cup.

and what a gracious host you are.

you break every other silence, coming up with a question or five, an anecdote about your pretty life, several comments on his poor graces, the coffee on his shirt, dirt in his hair.

"And how'd you reckon I'd go about fixing that?" He quirks a brow barely, the impassiveness of his expression overshadowing his intrigue in your interest, teacup held up by one burly finger.

you're balancing a bowl on your hip and stirring something it he can't see. Doesn't stop it from smelling good as hell though. Or maybe it's the oven that's on, warm brown and red glow rising behind the glass at the heat intensifies.

"I have a shower in the shed outside. I propose that after work, you clean up, and I'll wash your clothes. Your boots dry outside and I clean those too, yes? Keep you from getting my floors all dirty, because you can't stand taking your boots off." You bustle about in your little apron and Eden can't help but think of how cute you are when you blather.

Uppitiness is a fitting look on you. So is gingham.

Your dress flatters your figure (stretches across your ass so nice, you bend over and it's really like pow! all up in his face,) and when he leans forward it's not because he's sipping tea.

You'd make such a sweet lil spouse.

Would be good for company, easy enough to keep on the house, with your small stature n' all. He'd keep you barefoot when he could, do all the farm work for you, come home to a hot meal and thank you with a hot load.

You're ox-dull, too. Letting him work without mentioning price is like trusting a lone kid in a candy store. But he won't pretend extorting you isn't the one thing he's been most eager about since taking on the assignment

Towards the end of the month, he finally has a sit down with you, under the guide of discussing your payment.

He makes it a little too steep, just to see you sweat a little.

Then he sweetens you up, reassures you that, no, one installation shouldn't put you out of house and home.

He pretends to think so hard about it, while you're busy checking your books to see if you have the kind of finances to give what he's asking for. But even if you did, he wouldn't take it.

Then he lets it come to him! Snaps his fingers like he's an epiphany or seen the edge of nirvana. Stopping your puffy red eyes from spilling the tears you've been threatening him with. You're cute, but not so much so you could cry your way out of his perfect, loving arms.

You really can't either. Because you do cry when he starts bending you over the table, strength unlike anything a man should be able to posesses. He can hold both your hands down with one wrist, and even when you beg, and you plead, and kick and scream.

He does not budge.

He smacks you so sharply it feels like your ears pop.

"What happened to all that hospitality from earlier, hun? I quite liked that about you...." He leans so close to you. Can smell the Earl grey lingering on his breath.

"Maybe you just need a man to teach you some manners."

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dol-doll · 2 years

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There’s a scene in the game;

PC relaxes in the country side and a fox curls up with them, which can then lead to a lewd scene.

Can you reverse uno that? Scene idea; Eden is hunting something, laying ever so still, and PC (fox or wolf) mistakes him for something else and curls up on his back…. Maybe they go with him willingly? Cuz he’s cuddly. And yes, it would lead to something lewd.

Love your writing, would loveeee if you could write this!!x

Hi sweetheart!! AHHH thank you for liking my writing compliments make me feel all warm and fuzzy and of course I'll write anything for my big boy Eden (off topic but in my head Eden looks like Muriel from the arcana).

You didn't realise that it was getting really late, feeling the breeze on your skin in the hot sun, you just wanted to take a little nap before going back home, and so you did!

You curled up against a big, warm and brown rock? You thought to yourself, although it was too soft to be one, but you didn't care, snuggling into it, not realising that you've curled up behind a hunter, keeping an eye out on his prey. But you were so comfortable! And this was the safest you've felt in a long time, away from that horrific town where all you did was work, only to be left behind with little to nothing but the end of the week.

You let your worries dissipate but just before you could fall asleep, the rock moved, or well what you thought was one. A closer look made you realise that you were curled up against a hunter, so much bigger than you, as he was squatting down, waiting for his prey. But when he finally noticed you, his focus shifted completely.

He looks back at you, and you feel hot and small under his gaze as he takes in everything about you.

"What's a pretty thing like you doing this deep in the woods?" He'd say as he turns around, you should move, you really should leave because this doesn't seem safe but he's just so warm... And gives you a sense of security, that you can't explain. All you can do is gaze up at him quizzically, "I come by all the time, I like it here," you said, fiddling with your fingers nervously. You shift around a little, slightly aroused because of how he looked at you.

You stared back after a while, his hair was shoulder length, brown locks a little messy, but looking well groomed. His broad shoulders were slightly hunched, and there was no missing his thick thighs that were straining against his pants especially right now when he was squatting down.

"I'd say it's dangerous in the woods, but hell if it ain't way worse out there in that town filled with sick bastards," he said after a slight pause, running his hand through his hair as he stood up, dusting himself off before holding out a hand to you. "I promise to keep ya' safe if ya' want to come with me," he looked at you expectantly as those words left his slightly chapped lips.

No having to go back and work incessantly? No having to do things others want? And you get to go with someone this cuddly and gorgeous? You were in! You took his hand as your ear twitched, feeling excited to start your new life with this stranger. "What's your name foxy?" He asked and you responded, asking for his name as well, "It's Eden," he said; the walk back to his cabin wasn't too long, but you wished it were especially when you snuck your hand in his, as you saw a light pink dust his cheeks, while holding yours back.

His Cabin needed a bit of work but it felt like home, it felt soft and cosy, smelled of the earth, of nature. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up," he said signalling you to follow him to the bath, you strip and get in with him, letting him run his calloused hands over your soft curves and smooth skin as he helped you lather soap onto your body. You couldn't help but whimper at the gentle touch of his hand, leaning into it, placing your hand over his own as if continues exploring your body.

Eden has a smug look in his eyes as he continues his movements, pulling you closer by your legs before hovering over you, his height and build dwarfing your own. You tentatively reached down, stroking him to get a reaction to which he only let out a throaty grunt, quickly turning you over so that your ass can run against his length.

He took a while prepping you, letting his fingers slowly enter your tight hole, gently scissoring to make room for his girth, you'd been good to him so far, so good, and he just wanted to reward you for listening so well. His reward came in the form of his dick slowly pushing through, "Fuck, you're so tight," he muttered, mainly to himself, having to stop himself for a while so that he doesn't accidentally hurt you.

You whine impatiently, wanting him to fill you up completely. "P-please," you stuttered, and that was all he needed to set a ruthless pace, fucking into you as your back arched, you were pretty sure you were reaching your high as one of his hands came down to play with you, another going up to your chest to play with your nipples. "Gonna cum," he says as his pace becomes erratic before he completely stills, your back against his chest as he engulfs you and fills you till you're panting and leaking, wanting him to keep himself inside you but you knew that wasn't possible, at least not right now.

"God, I knew there was a reason I brought you home with me," he said as he played with ears, scratching under them making heat rise through your body as he looked at you like you're his most prized possession.

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smuthospital · 6 months

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⭐️Degrees of lewdly: Eden⭐️

Premise: You're a spooky place youtube explorer, and you get lost in a big scary forest! Eden voorhees lol. Reader is fem. Enjoy!

Art by Minagami

Re-upload because tumblr took it down last time.

Content Warning: Non-con, kidnapping, tummy bulge, blood, Eden is Jason, Voorhees

Miners DNI

You've never really gone hiking before and it's proven itself to be a lot more difficult than you originally thought it would be. You like to explore places you've never been, spooky places. more for the thrill. you started filming it and posting your videos on youtube. You usually take some friends along, but all of your friends decided to be little babies this time since the place you're exploring is extra creepy this time. It's a large forest 20 miles away from your city. You borrowed your mom's car to get here. you always tell them you're at a friend's house because they'd kill you if they ever found out you're putting yourself in possibly harmful situations. This forest is known for creepy sightings, disappearances, ghosts, and lots of other things your viewers would love to watch. You've been to abandoned hospitals, cemeteries, tunnels, all that good stuff. You don't think you'll actually see anything, but you brought a can of pepper spray just in case.

The wind howls, making the trees dance above you. The shapes that were once branches in the day have turned into long gangly fingers that desperately reach for you and the bushes now house entities with red eyes and fangs that you imagine want to tear you to pieces! "Wow, guys. This might just be the scariest one yet, haha. There's probably some sort of scp in here with me haha!" You try to keep yourself company by talking to your soon-to-be viewers when you post this, but it's really just to keep you calm.

"I'm a bit lost. The trail kinda disappeared somewhere around here, I think. there's just so much long grass and it's more of a footpath than an actual trail." you complain as you try to spot any familiar landmarks. It's almost impossible. It might be easier in the day for sure, but the night masks everything. You step over decayed logs and large roots, feeling worry set in. What if you're really lost!? Your thoughts come to an abrupt stop when you hear a strange sound not too far from where you're standing. Your blood freezes as you feel a cold sweat coming on. Maybe...maybe it's a person? And maybe they can help you?..or..a monster!? No, (Y/n), this is no time to be silly! That could be a person willing to help you before you get yourself completely lost!

Little did you know you were already a mile deep, walking in the wrong direction.

“I heard a sound. It could be someone who could help me get back on track.” You whisper. You turn off your video camera's flash light and carefully make your way to where you heard the sound, being careful not to step on anything that could alert whatever it is of your presence. You don’t want to startle it, just in case it's an animal willing to protect its territory from invaders like yourself. The sound came from below you. There's a rocky slope leading down to a river. You get down on your knees and peer between the long grass. You can't make out much in the dim moonlight... until you spot a giant of a man dragging a sack through the shallow water. His size alone sends shivers down your spine. Even from where you're crouching, you could tell he would dwarf you the way a cat would to a mouse. You examine him a bit more.The sack is stained in a dark colour that is seeping through the fabric and into the water. You don't dare move a muscle or even breathe. You can't believe your eyes. This can't be real. Are you in a horror movie?

You make sure he disappears behind the tree line with the mysterious sack before letting out a breath. You didn't want to accidentally alert him of your presence in any shape or form. He was probably just a hunter. Yeah, he could have helped you, but he also could have added you to the wet sack and you were not risking that.

You stand up and turn around, ready to get as far away from here as possible, only to bump your nose into a tree. The collision causes you to drop your camera. That's strange. You don't remember walking around a tree to look over the cliff. You rub your nose in annoyance. Wait a minute... This tree didn't have rough bark like the rest of them...Your brain blanks out. You've been in denial this entire time, your brain working extra hard to rationalize what's happening. Before you is a large torso. You can't even see their shoulders from how close you're standing, just a wide, firm chest. You crane your neck up and it takes you a good three seconds before your brain registers that you're looking at the man from before..and he's wearing a mask!

He looks down at you with a focused gaze. You let out a short scream and try to run away, but being within arm's reach of the giant makes it too easy for him to simply reach out and grab the back of your top. He lifts you off your feet with one arm and brings you to his eye level. He cocks his head to the side, observing you slowly. He looks down at the camera you dropped and places his large boot on it, pressing down and crushing it. You start to hyperventilate. He's gonna chop you up and wear your skin, he's gonna keep you in a dark hole and shout "It rubs the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again!" You thrash in his iron grip, pushing at his large hand and sobbing untellable pleas for mercy, but your begging falls on deaf ears. "I-I'm sorry. I-I'll leave, I promise! Please let me go! I-I didn't mean to bother you, I'm sorry!" You cry. Your little struggle seems to have made your shirt ride up a bit, showcasing your supple flesh to his thirsty eyes. His eyes laser focus on your bare skin.

To your confusion, his hand reaches to caress your skin, feeling the smooth texture before slowly moving up. You wiggle more, scared of where this is going. His hand soon finds your breast and cups it before giving it a squeeze. He shudders. His breathing becomes heavier as he continues to mess with your body, his thumb rolling over your nipple. All you can do is whimper and wiggle in his hold. his hand begins sliding down and you scream. You suddenly remember you brought a can of pepper spray, whipping it out of your back pocket and pointing it at his face. Then as you were about to press down and unleash the fire juice, it was gone. In his hand that was previously molesting you lies the remains of your poor pepper spray, crushed and bubbling pathetically. He was so fast you hadn't even realized he snatched it. You just stare at him in horror. To your surprise, he's not even mad, too preoccupied with the need to explore your privates. You hold his wrist and look into his eyes. He looks back into yours as if telling you to stop. You hesitantly let go, and he nods as if to tell you that you've made the right decision. His hand cups your pussy through your jeans, pressing in a bit at the entrance. He seems eager.

He lifts you higher and uncomfortably sets you on his shoulder, his hand on your ass to keep you in place. You don't even bother struggling. You'll wait for an opportunity. If this man wanted you dead, you'd be dead. You don't want to provoke him. From your spot on his shoulder, You notice that he's got a hunting rifle strapped to his back along with a machete. He has an assortment of things attached to his hips among them being a hunting knife and bullet pocket. You shiver. One more off-putting thing that's just about forcing bile up your throat is that he's also covered in a dark wet liquid. You haven't noticed till now, but you haven't been breathing so his smell has now come to your attention. He smells strongly of iron. To that, you're not very surprised.

He starts marching down the hill you were previously watching him from. You have no idea how you saw him disappear through the treeline and he still managed to sneak up on you. He picks up the large stained sack where he left it in favor of locating his little spying mouse. It smells awful, the meaty smell assaulting your senses every second. It's been 15 minutes and an opportunity to escape has not shown itself. This is it. This is how you die. Your body will never be found. Maybe in a few years in a shallow grave by some hiker if you're lucky. This inhuman mass of muscle is going to cut you up and eat you. Maybe even skip cutting you up. He could probably eat you whole as pre-workout. He lifts his leg to step over a large log, his grip on your ass slightly loosening just enough for you to catch him off guard and slip off his shoulder. You grunt as you fall into the dirt and leaves behind him. You scramble up before the giant can scoop you up. You run in a random direction. You just needed to get away from him, getting out of the forest was a problem for later. You didn't even think about how fast he'd be. How could someone be so big and fast!? He took off after you and suddenly, he was on your ass. You've never felt such a primal fear as he chased you like a hungry animal.

A large hand grabs your shoulder and rips you backwards. You fall on your back and stare up at the man now on his knees in front of you, his body completely casting a shadow before yours. He gets down on his hands, caging you too the ground, his body inches above yours. You stare into the holes of his mask and into his rabid eyes. He leans in by your neck. You stop breathing once again, you think your heart stopped. You feel something large and hard pressing roughly into your crotch. You hear him take a deep breath and smell you..."Smells nice." His voice is deep and rough, but it sounds like he rarely uses it. You scream and begin to cry again, not being able to take it anymore. You fight him with all your might. He grabs your wrists with one hand. You hear him chuckle a bit before his hand comes up to cup your check. He suddenly squeezes it and twists your face around to get a better look at your features. He grinds his hips against yours, teasing you of what's to come. He roughly releases your face, before standing to his full height and dragging you up with him. He tosses you back over his shoulder, this time with an almost bone-crushing grip. “Name.” His tone is commanding. When you fail to answer right away, his fingers press into the area on your crotch. Threatening to rip right through. “(Y/n)! My name is (Y/n)!” He hums in response.

Hot tears run down your cheeks as he walks back over to where he left his murder mystery sack. He navigates through the forest as he knows it like the back of his hand until he comes upon a clearing where his home stands. A lonely wooden cabin. He drops the gooey meat bag on the ground. You cringe at the wet sound it makes on impact. You peer over at the sack to see a human hand flop out. Before you could react, he slams his hand over your mouth painfully. "Shut up." He waits for you to nod before removing his hand. He opens his front door and steps inside. It smells musty, like old wood and man smell. Not bad, but not amazing either. He walks up his stairs and sets you on a very large bed. You take a deep breath in, your stomach sore from being jabbed by his shoulder for the entirety of the long walk.

He doesn't let you get comfortable though. His hands are on you in an instant, grabbing your clothes and ripping them to shreds like tissue paper, you're naked before you could even hold any of your clothes together. Hungry eyes leer over you through his mask. You feel his hot breath fan you through the bottom of his mask. "S-stop it, please! Don't hurt me!" You beg. As if to mock your plea, his rough hand grips your plush thigh a little too close to your cunt and squeezes it tightly before shoving it against your chest, making room for himself between them.

He releases you for a moment, only to unzip his uncomfortably tight pants. You shut your eyes and look away, only to feel the soul-crushing weight of his cock slam against your lower stomach. You writhe underneath him, small sobs and hiccups coming from your mouth every few seconds. He pauses for a moment but ultimately decides to continue. You peer up between your wet palms and see him rubbing the tree trunk between his thighs while looking down at your pathetic form.

"W-wait! I-I'm not rea-" He grabs your thighs and forces you closer to him and lines his cock up with your entrance, he slides it up and down your folds, causing you to shudder. He doesn't care if you're ready or not. You shut your eyes as he presses forth. You scream in pain. It won't go in. You're too tight, he's too big and you're dry. The tip can't even get through. You whimper in pain. It burns. You need moisture. He lifts his mask a bit and you get a peek of his jaw. It's noticeably sharp and covered in stubble. You feel his saliva plap against your poor dry cunt before he puts his mask back into place. He tries to enter you again. You yelp. He gets a bit through before he can't anymore. He sighs. He was trying to be gentle. He didn't want to break you so quickly...

He grips your thighs tightly. You feel his nails dig in. You barely have time to register the pain before you feel like you're being ripped in two. He's forcing his way in. You immediately let out a scream and begin spazzing. He just continues until he reaches his base, more than snug against your insides. Drool leaks past the corner of your lip as you stare off into space. He breathes heavily and stares at the bulge he created in your lower stomach. He brushes his hand over it and watches as you whimper and twitch. He pulls his hips back and watches it disappear before ramming himself in again and seeing it jab through your insides. He chuckles.

You lay there, unable to do anything but feel what he's doing to you. You lift your arm and place it on his lower stomach, hoping to stop him that way. You feel his rock-hard abs through his shirt and push. "You're...adorable...fuck.. you're tight." He groans before he slams himself deep inside and you clench around him. He hisses and struggles to pull out halfway, your insides trying to pull him back in. He slams in again and presses himself as deeply as he can, firmly hugging your cervix with his cock. Your eyes cross as he thrusts in and out, keeping a proper pace. Moans spill from your lips along with jumbled-up words he can't make out, all of which sound like music to his ears.

He leans over you, forcing himself snugly against you again, his mask right next to your cheek. He groans as he feels you twitch around him. "Feel..so good... was worried you'd rip... you're only bleeding a little." You can hear the smug grin in his tone.

It feels so good. You're so ashamed, feeling good when you're being raped by a maniac. You clench your tear-filled eyes as he pounds into your aching cunt. The knot in your lower stomach bursts as you cum. He moans as you tighten around him. He stills for a second, just enjoying how you feel before he pounds into you like a feral beast. You're surprised your pelvis is holding up. He grips your waist tight and grunts as he empties his balls deep inside you. You can almost feel yourself getting pregnant. You feel too full. Your stomach bloats with cum. You feel hot and fuzzy. Your pussy is so very sore and your legs are numb. He pants above you. "I've been thinking of getting myself a little wife like you." He says as he slowly pulls his still throbbing cock out with a wet 'pop'. "You're a pretty little thing and you take my cock well. Be grateful I'm letting you live as my cock sleeve." He stands up, towering over your crumpled body once again. "My name is Eden. Your duties from now on are cooking, cleaning, mending my clothes and taking my seed. Do not make me repeat these orders. Object and I won't hesitate to remind you of your place. I was gentle this time." His giant cock is still dripping your juices. You can't stop looking at it. Ge takes notice and climbs over you before grabbing your head and forcing you close to his groin. "I see you love cock. Lick it clean then like a good wife. go on."

You look up at him and hesitate a bit too long. You see anger flash in his eyes and you quickly envelop his tip in your mouth. He groans as you lick your mixed juices off, going as deep as you can without choking. He moans and grabs the back of your head. He stares down at you with such intensity that you can feel him burning holes into you. You suddenly feel your throat being invaded and your nose pressing into his pubic hair, nose pressing into his crotch. He moves you back and forth, face fucking you. You struggle to breathe properly through your nose. You let out muffled whimpers and cries, sending vibrations through his cock. He grunts in pleasure before you feel a load of hot thick liquid being shot into your mouth and down your throat. You're so tired. He slowly pulls his cock back and laughs at your exhausted state. Your head flops back onto the bed, your jaw and lips so incredibly sore and raw feeling. "Good girl." He says before your sight fades to black. You explored a bit too much.

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digenerate-trash · 7 months

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Outta town freaks just as promised!!! Yandare head cannons. (Blackwolf and great hawk be harder to write for because animals are weird and obsessive anyway)

amab. again. Easier to write for

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Eden:

Eden is definitely one of those mother fuckers whose whole thing is "If I can't have you no one can".

big possessive man with an insecurity complex the size of the moon

but since no one can get to you Eden feels pretty secure in you loving him back eventually

if you're sold to him by Bailey a couple weeks in eden tells Bailey you died. You couldn't handle the cold out in the woods.

if he captures you there's no need for him to lie to anyone. He keeps you trapped in the cabin till you love him back.

prefers to use leashes cages and locks to keep you in place. He's very realistic about you not wanting to be there at first but he thinks with training and a strict routine you'll just fall in line. No matter how defiant.

will absolutely Break your leg to keep you in the cabin.

is fine with blood. But doesn't want to cut off your leg or arms to keep you in place because he's not confident you'll stay alive. He's a butcher, not a surgeon.

really wants you to fall in line. He gets desperate the more defiant you stay as the weeks go on. Harsher punishments, more broken bones. Starvation. Anything to keep you down and weak.

if you give In to the hunter immediately he's suspicious but happy. He watches you carefully. Every movement you make is watched carefully. You can tell he's studying you.

once Eden is fully comfortable with you being in his home he really starts to get possessive. Spouses are supposed to stay home after all. Take care of things for him while he works out in the dangerous woods

you're not allowed past the clearing. Even washing clothes in the spring isn't supposed to be done when Eden isn't home.

absolutely no going to town. The town is dangerous and dirty and gross. Freaks live there. Freaks that could hurt his spouse and it's his job to keep you safe.

he brings you gifts from the woods. Sometimes they're things that remind him of you and sometimes it's barries or flowers. Something he thinks you'll like. He never offers an explanation he just thrusts it in your hands.

when wolves (or even people) get too close to the cabin it's shoot first for Eden. He'll drag the carcass on the porch if you're still defiant when this happens. He might even brag about how he's a perfect shot. So it's just best for everyone if you listen.

Remy:

Remy honestly would rather not have feelings for you but now they can't stop it. You're their favorite little riding student after all.

Remy is pretty body-focused and that's mainly what he likes about you. He thinks your body is perfect.

very touchy, Feels you up as he rides with you on horseback. He digs his nails into your wrist when you tell him you have to leave.

he's enamored with you. The only problem is when you start to talk with Alex you get it in your head that he's the enemy.

he knows he could just convince you otherwise but it's much more fun to watch you fight with him. (He knows you're not serious you're just playing)

talking with Remy is like talking to a brick folksy wall. Witty banter. Coy remarks. He takes all your insults with a smug grin.

getting on his bad side is a hell of its own making though because no questions asked you're going to the underground farm.

You are separate from the other animals though. Too precious to Remy to be with the others. But he makes sure you understand what kind of person he can be when you refuse to behave.

you will absolutely never meet harper even if Remey has subjected you to living as livestock. Remy knows how much of a freak that dude is.

he still loves you and your body even though the changes it goes through. When you can't speak words anymore he sees it as a win. He doesn't need to have an intelligent partner. He just needs you to be here. Under his control. That way he can at least convince himself that you're happy here.

Alex:

He is mostly just a big puppy. He wants you around always and will never take no for an answer.

the only dude who's more family-focused than Alex is probably Kylar.

determined to breed you. Dude will never quit. Wants a picture-perfect household and a barefoot spouse to boot

wants to lay in bed all day with you but since he's got work to do he's dragging you along with him.

will never leave your side. He's keeping you company always. Dude is clingy.

obsessed with making you. Bites hickies bruises. Whatever he can get away with. Even when you tell him it's too much hell always say next time he'll be more careful. But he isn't.

it only gets bad when you say you don't love him or that you can't be with him. sends him into hysterics.

he says it's fine. It's not. The first few days apart from you are fine. But eventually, he gets too worked up.

hell track you down. Whether you are in serious danger or just returned to town. He'll tell you all about how he misses you and he can't take it and how his heart breaks when you're not there.

guilt trip to the extreme until you come back home with him.

if that doesn't work hell just overpower you. Hell, justify it by telling himself it's just a temporary measure. That you really want a life with him but other people are holding you back. And once you are back at the farm Alex is happy to dote on you again. More than before. He is extra sweet as well. Your favorite meals are served up he lets you take breaks from farm work when you like. He carves you little trinkets and gifts. Anything to make you forget about a life outside of him.

Blackwolf:

an actual dog. Separation anxiety to the max.

bites, marks, saliva, blood, piss, he marks you with everything he can. He needs you to smell like him so much that you two are inseparable

not gonna tolerate you leaving. Grabs you by the scruff and drags you back to the cave.

hunts with Blackwolf are the most annoying because he's too focused on you staying safe than hunting and the pack blames you for Meger return and distracting the best hunter. (Blackwolf prefers you stay back in the cave anyway. Safer there)

has killed other wolves for sniffing around you.

will absolutely start fights for no reason if you've been away or not giving him enough attention.

will always bring you the best parts of the carcass for you to gnaw on. (He doesn't know or care if it's bad for people)

constantly licking you everywhere he can spend hours doing it.

Great hawk:

is so spouse-focused but doesn't know what it means in human terms.

birds get jealous and crazy so easily so probably that as well.

puffs up feathers and chest when he sees a "threat" could be anything from a small animal to an actual monster.

will bite. Doesn't mean to hurt you it's just to get your attention

wants to make you happy performs mating dances then gets frustrated when you don't seem to reciprocate.

takes his time grabbing shiny things that you'll like. Gets way more frustrated and bird-like when you refuse his gifts.

prefers to hunt at dusk and dawn so that the days are spent nesting and the nights are spent sleeping

all food he brings you is either shredded terribly or is coughed up for you.

he's a little gross but he's got the spirit.

trying to escape Great Hawk is..... difficult. You'll need some help

#eden the hunter #remy the farmer #alex the farmhand #black wolf #great hawk #degrees of lewdity #dol #trash headcannons #trash thoughts #tw blood #tw yandare #tw implied rape #tw rape #yan dol #yandere #tw yandere #yandere tropes #gn reader #x reader

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propertyofkylar · 6 months

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spending new years eve with the dol LIs

minus black wolf and great hawk because they are animals what is a year to them anyway

cw: none! gn LIs and gn pc. happy 2024 :)

robin: if you’re spending nye with robin, you’re probably snuggled up together in their bed, watching the time change on their video game console. the two of you are trying to keep quiet to not disturb the rest of the orphanage. when midnight hits, robin gives you a tender kiss and tells you they love you.

whitney: you’ve been dragged to the pub, which is packed with drunk people so whitney has you on their lap. the two of you are wasted as well. whitney keeps grinding against you, whispering into your ear that you’re gonna cum right when midnight strikes. midnight kiss turns into sloppy making out, which gets you kicked out of the pub. whitney fucks you in the alley.

sydney: pure sydney is at the temple that late, so you spend the evening praying together and exchanging a chaste kiss at midnight. corrupt sydney is still at the temple, but drags you off to the prayer room before midnight so you can ring in the new year alone with each other. start the new year with a sin <3

kylar: they’re just so happy to be with you tbh. kylar stays up later than this daily, so it’s nothing out of the ordinary for them. very very eager to kiss you at midnight and is over the moon when it escalates into fucking. they whisper to you that their resolution is to get you pregnant/get impregnated by you this year.

alex: it’s gonna be another year of hard work, but alex is happy to stay up late and ring in the new year with you. is even happier because it’s an excuse to drink more booze. earnestly shares their goals for the new year, then ends up fucking you right there on the couch.

avery: spending new years with avery means attending a swanky party where everyone is dressed to the nines and drinking fancy champagne and eating little appetizers that you’ve never heard of. the countdown is on a big tv and when it hits midnight you and avery share a kiss, much like the other party guests. they give you extra payment for the holiday after, but only after the two of you fuck in their car like normal.

eden: honestly doesn’t care, but will do something if you want. they’ll pull out a nice bottle of liquor they have hidden somewhere in the cabin and share it with you. you’ll share your goals for the new year. they turn on the radio and the two of you will be slow dancing when the clock strikes midnight, and eden will dip you and give you a sweet kiss.

#degrees of lewdity #dol #idk this occurred to me last night and i couldn’t help it #nica's headcanons #dol x reader #degrees of lewdity x reader #avery the businessperson #robin the orphan #whitney the bully #kylar the loner #sydney the fallen #sydney the faithful #alex the farmhand #eden the hunter

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mellowwillowy · 7 months

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𝐁𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐥𝐲 𝐄𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭

Featuring: Bailey, Remy, Briar, Eden

It's supposed to be only multiple pages of me drawing these hot bastards... that's why the context in this story is not clear... QAQ

But please, have a bite of my DOL AU...

#dol #dol bailey #dol remy #dol briar #dol eden #Bailey the Caretaker #Remy the Farmer #Briar the Brothel Owner #Eden the Hunter #XL the Capricious #x reader #Art Shelves

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rzyraffek · 10 months

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Yall im bored and i have dol brainrot. Here u go random mostly sfw headcanons. Most of them are just jokes btw don't take this seriously. Beware i am not dol master so If something is inaccurate pls dont crucify me. Request open btw

Includes: what kind of music they lisen, random stuff they do, ect.

I used they/them for both PC and love intrests so some of those sentences were a hell to write

Tw: me going crazy over Avery (i have issues, pls if what I wrote was weird, just close your eyes and idk explode irl idc)

Random DOL headcanons

Kylar

IM FUCKING CONVINCED that this owl plushy that they give to PC has a camera inside. Im not sure if thats mensioned in game AND I didnt see anyone talk about this. But this dude litteraly says "make sure to put it somewhere high so it can protect you/watch you over" (im not 100% sure what they said but it was along those lines)

Wants to have matching black nails with PC

If their heart wouldnt beat so fast everytime PC gets close to them, Kylar acually would OFTEN fall asleep on PC's lap or shoulder (especially in school)

If s/o is afab, Kylar is defnitly into period sex

Had a huge zombie phase and has whole plan (in details) about how and what to do in case of zombie apocalypse acually happening (and they would acually lighten up if PC mensions anything about zombies, Kylar will talk about them whole night!)

Average phonk listener

Sidney

Sometimes wakes up in middle of night after nighmares and wishes PC would be there

High purity sindey will nervously figet with cross-neckace everytime they have lewd thoughts about PC

Overthinker

Sometimes when they pray together he pretends to have eyes closed but they acually look at PC cuz omg love, you look stunning

Watched Barbie with PC (liked it very much)

Lisens to Mitski

Pure Sydney cried after lisening to cupcake songs

Great Hawk

Dude is a simp

Loves when PC has flowers in their hair, and please give them some too!

If PC praises hawk when they give PC expensive objects (jewellery, wallets, purses ect) this harpy guy/gal will call them "little crow"😭 cuz from Hawks perspective thats how it looked like- they find wife, wife sad, they give shiny, wife happy.

(Alr guys this one is a 50/50 cuz im not sure if harpys have hands? Or just wings?) He discovered hand holding and now he wants to hold PC hand all the time!! But his claws sharp so be careful

Likes when PC has colorful hair

Sounds of Forest and other birds (and bird-people) are only sounds he music he needs 🦅

Got scared bcs there was a rock/metal music concert in city and it was loud and he was very upset

Eden

Dude wants to have kids so bad😭😭

Very tall!

If Pc is tiny/short, this guy/gal will pick them up with one hand and just carry PC back to their home

PLEASE kiss their old scars, and complement them! Eden doesnt really like how they look (they are not insecure but they just dont find time to pamper themselfs and look all fancy)

Sometimes wakes up in middle of night with cold sweat and checks if PC is still there

Conteplated if plant people are eatable

Hates deep water

Will say "I dont lisen to music" and then gets judged by PC and me. ( he enjoys some romantic old songs, i guess he likes Micheal Jackson? Maybe the ink spots??Idk)

Avery

Dude just wants to have good reputation😭😭 and nice looking PC

Tbh I would enjoy Avery-dad-figure content😭 like PC just doing all this stuff just to be accepted by some guy that could be their dad😭 their are fatherless afterall😭. Like hear me out PC just craving platonic love from this dude while he just wants to smash😓 (tbh he is not always doing sexuall stuff, sometimes he just vibes)

Pls dude is like 40 wtf is he doing with his life

*in car* "I swear PC if you say anything more about kpop im leaving you in forest"

Lisens to chrismas music😭

Ivory

Dude ate a squirrel once

I wanna cuddle them

Pls they look wet and cold, give them a nice towel and later blanket

Definitely got scared by their own reflection in mirror once

Can talk to animals

Lisens to gothic music

Likes bugs (months, Beatles, bees)

Alex

Dude lisens to Pitbull while working at farm

Picks PC up and throws them on hay piles for fun

Alex and Remy should settle this beef for good, they both should do kahoot about farm animal knowlage and no more "no its my farm not yours!" Bullshit

Watches soap opera when bored

Wears cowboys hats

Ginger

Leninghton

Rizzing up people twice younger than him (hes like 40 or something)

Enjoys board games and omg he loves card games

Hes probably married tbh

Has reddit account😔

The photos he takes in classes? He sells them

He and Bailey should kiss in meat grinder for beating PC ass for no reason🤩😍

#dol #dol great hawk #dol avery #dol kylar #dol sydney #sydney the faithful #kylar the loner #dol x reader #eden the hunter #dol eden #ivory wraith #alex the farmhand #dol ivory wraith #dol alex

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deer-fic-fics · 5 months

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Eden Brainrot

( MDNI, No Age In Bio DNI )

CW: reader was kidnapped and developed stockholm syndrome, yandere vibes, could be interpreted as non-con, dub-con, or CNC. No smut, but obviously suggestive.

Info: gn reader, gn Eden, shy and submissive reader

I wonder if Eden regrets the way they treated their Darling in the beginning sometimes… probably not. If it did haunt them, how would they sleep like a log every night? Maybe they’d still resent being asked to slip into that role again, asked to be less gentle and loving than they’ve come to be. Regardless, hope this isn’t ooc.

“E-Eden… about the time we first met…” you look away timidly, shrinking into yourself. “Why… why don’t you fuck me like that anymore?”

Eden raises and eyebrow and crosses their arms.

“N-not that I don’t enjoy sex with you now!” You wave your hands nervously, afraid you’ve poked at a sore spot unintentionally. “It’s- it’s just…” you trail off meekly, “m-maybe I… I like it when you’re a little… rough with me…? A-at least sometimes! And you— you don’t have to—”

“Do you want me to be rough with you?” Eden cuts you off gruffly. You swallow harshly as their hand comes up to trace the edge of your collar. They smile. A scar tugging at the corner of their lips makes it look more like a snarl. Their grip tightens around your throat. “Then… you’re going to enjoy this…”

#DoL #degrees of lewdity #Eden the Huntress #Eden the Hunter #dol fanfic #dol x reader #Eden x reader #Eden x pc #my thoughts #mdni

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joshsbimbo · 6 months

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⋆˚࿔ lamb 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

18 ୨୧ she / they ୨୧ bi ୨୧ latina ୨୧ ocd haver

⋆˚࿔ will NOT write… 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

𐙚 incest, scat, aged up minor

⋆˚࿔ will write!! 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

𐙚 basics, cnc, piss play, bimbofication, pain, male! reader, cig burns, stepcest, sh / sh scars (fluff, comfort) + kinks i think mike has

𐙚 will write for any jhutch character <3

⋆˚࿔ masterlist 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

request if you’re unsure <3

#mike schmidt #mike schmidt x reader #josh futturman #josh hutcherson #josh futturman x reader #peeta mellark #peeta mellark x reader #dol #alex the farmhand #avery the businessperson #eden the hunter #franklin fox #clapton davis

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user16121215 · 2 months

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Guilty Wank - DoL

With all my DoL stories, I will be changing school to university, and the orphanage will just be an apartment complex with Bailey being your landlord instead of caretaker.

All characters in this one have he/him pronouns and male genitalia.

Reader characteristics not specified

TW - I mean, you read the title what do you expect?

Bailey The Landlord:

God fucking damnit how dare you try that shit again! It's not the first time you'd come into his office in the early hours of the morning asking for an extension on your rent. He couldn't tell if you were faking your innocence as part of an act to get him to lower his guard or if you really were that fucking naïve. whatever it was, it was really pissing him off. Especially that little sway of your hips as you left, and just how well your outfit clung to you showing off your body just right. Yeah.. it was on purpose he decided, and he wasn't going to let you get the better of him. He wouldn't succumb to your little tricks. At least not sober anyway.. Bailey wasn't one to lose himself under the influence but it had been a long and tiresome day, and after a few shots of whiskey he found himself pulling his cock out with thoughts of you on his mind.

Darryl:

God he felt just awful about the thoughts invading his mind. He wanted to stop, he really did, but the relief that came from his groin after releasing it told him he was much too far gone now. Darryl thought he'd never feel this way given his experiences and that the feelings he had for you were only temporary, but seeing you all dressed up in your work gear had him crumbling. He knew you had to wear what you did to make a living in this line of work but part of him hoped you wore what you did just for him. He finished up rather quickly once his mind turned to how you would look at him when he was having trouble. Full of care and sympathy he'd never seen from anyone in this hellhole of a town. Ironic that the one person who didn't seem to want to cause him any harm was the one he wanted to hurt him the most.

Eden The Hunter

Eden didn't really jack off anymore after he kidnapped/ found you, and if he did, he certainly didn't feel guilty about it. You were his after all. But there was one memory he had of you that made his whole body shiver whenever it popped into his mind.

He'd found you one day lying almost cold out in the woods, your clothes had all been torn up and you were in such a horrendous state, unable to move or even speak.

He loved it.

He loved the vulnerability, how pathetic you looked and how you were at his complete mercy. It took him months to nurse you back to full health and you were never quite the same after.

You never told him what happened to you, just saying it was one of the worst experiences you've ever had to live through, and that is saying something. That's where the guilt came in. He loved you so much that it hurt him, and knowing that you had suffered at the mercy of this city set him ablaze, but deep down, a horrid little part of him couldn't deny how much he enjoyed it and almost hoped it would happen again.

Kylar The Loner

On some level he knew he was in the wrong but on the other he couldn't bring himself to care enough to stop. With one hand grasped around his cock, your panties providing a delightful friction, and the other holding your sheets to his nose, Kylar was lost to the world and could only focus on how perfect you'd look on his cock instead of your used underwear.

Sydney The Faithful

Darn you. Hand holding? In public!? And you did it so casually too. Like you had no shame, unlike him who refused to even acknowledge the growing strain between his legs. He was grateful the library was so quiet and no one was around to hear his soft moans and whimpers every time he moved and readjusted his increasingly tight pants. Every so often he'd rock back and forth to provide some relief but evidently that only made it worse given how good it felt. Poor Sydney just has to deal with it trying to think of anything else besides how soft your hands felt and how perfectly they fit into his own… hopefully class won't start anytime soon and he can calm himself down before he has to go anywhere..

Whitney The Bully

Whitney didn't feel guilty for anything so he sure as shit won't feel guilty when you come to mind as he's taking care of himself.

No it's not guilt he feels when he thinks of how perfect your face scrunches up at his rude comments, or how pathetic you look groveling at his heels.

It's not guilt he feels when he thinks of how cute you look standing under his umbrella shivering from the cold rain that sticks to your clothes.

It's not guilt he feels when he thinks how nice it would be to see you again.

It's not guilt.. but he does feel something.. he just doesn't know what it is.

The wank session comes to a stop as he realizes he's not in the mood anymore and he just lays there thinking of you. That makes him angry. Angry at you for having interrupted his personal time and leaving him frustrated. A crime that he will not allow to go unpunished. Next time he sees you he's going to make you suffer and take out all his pent up frustration.

#dol x reader #degrees of lewdity #bailey x reader #eden the hunter x reader #kylar the loner x reader #whitney the bully x reader #sydney the faithful x reader #darryl x reader

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unactive-shroom · 8 months

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hii can I request hunter toh with prompt 9?

ty♡

Prompt 9: “what is your so dressing up as? Matching costumes? Or do they not even want to dress up??”

⩨͢ Halloween Event! - see here

Despite still being stuck in the human realm, everyone was taking it really well, staying optimistic and throwing themselves into whatever human tradition they could find. Halloween was perfect for them. A constant month long celebration was the perfect distraction from missing their homes, and in some cases, from being a grim walker.

You and Hunter have been together for as long as you can remember. From a young age you showed exceptional talent in all magic forms, and so you were initiated into the Emperors Coven at the young age of 8. To your dismay however, the coven forced you to solely focus on your healing capabilities, and thus you were appointed as the Coven Healer when you were 11 years old. Hunter was a frequent visitor to your healing station, often coming there for not only medical help, but for comfort too.

Now that you were in the human realm, your concerns grew over Hunter. He was clearly upset and scared, so you did whatever you could to take his mind off things. This included agreeing to match costumes with him for Halloween.

Hunter was dedicated to making the costumes himself, but at your concern, agreed to let you make your own, under his instruction. The end result was confusing for you, but delightful for Hunter. You hadn’t seen him so happy in years, if ever. Even if you couldn’t get the name for this Space thingy right, and didn’t understand its very long plot, you could appreciate how happy it made him, and in turn, it made you happy just seeing Hunter’s spirits lifted. As you all headed for the Halloween hay ride in Camilla’s car, you were certain that this would be a great evening.

#⭐️🎃edens halloween event!#toh hunter x reader #hunter toh #toh Hunter x you #Hunter toh x reader

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demonskiss · 1 year

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eden nsfw drabble 1

cw: implied stockholming, fingering, overstimulation, outdoor sex, gn!eden

written by a minor, dni if uncomfortable

eden thinks about how life would’ve been had you not shown up to be at their side. but they discard that way of thinking for the lovesick thoughts they have about you, about truly claiming your body for their own. so when they catch you in the springs, pawing at your body in an attempt to masturbate without them, there’s no wonder that the hunter becomes furious right?

they’ll finger you so much better than yours could ever muster, you’re overstimulated by the time you cum, and it just doesn’t stop! it doesn’t matter what you want after all, they’re the one in charge and they’re a lil bit mad! your body belongs to them after all!

afterwards, they warn you that if you wanna masturbate again, it better be in front of them! they say that they gotta teach their good little pet how to masturbate properly, but really, it’s to make you realize that you belong to them.

#⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾ ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☁︎ starry scribe ✧#⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾ ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☁︎ fading fantasy ✧#degrees of lewdity #eden the hunter #dol eden #dol x reader #degrees of lewdity eden #dol

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dol-doll · 2 years

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Thank you for indulging my request xx

One more....

How would the NPCs (especially Eden/Avery) react to the PC giving them the key to their chasity belt, so only they have access to them in that way...especially high rage Avery (hes more interesting than low rage tbh)

AHHHHHHH sorry just moaned at this jaanu I fucking love this so much omg?#+_)#!_($ ok yes yes . Let's go.

Eden is going to be flattered yet smug, they won't show it though, getting slightly shy and looking away before thanking you for trusting them and loving them as much as you do. Probably keeps it with the key to your leash, just because it makes them happy. Honestly kinda surprised, they would probably tell you that you don't need to leave the house at all if you want, and you don't need to wear the belt because you'll be here 24/7 but they get it once you tell them you need to go into town from time to time. Constantly have the key on them, so that they can fuck you anywhere, anytime, would probably make you take off the belt at night just in case they want to have some fun with you. Might get extra keys made just in case they lose it, I also think that they'd get attached to it in a way, like it's their little lucky charm from now on lol, would probably stare at it whenever you're away and be reminded that you've completely commited yourself go them.

HighRage!Avery, and Avery in general I believe will have pretty much the same reaction. It was more of something they expect you to do after a point, you're after all, their most prized possession aren't you? It's only obvious that they can access and have access to every part of you. With high rage Avery, I do think that it would calm them down, making them satisfied and happy with your behaviour deep down even if they don't show it outwardly, will also probably increase your weekly payments because they're the only one getting to touch you in ways others don't. In a way Avery would take that as a sign that they now own you in every way, something about you being "untouched" and "pure" would just turn them on more. Also definitely has a special keychain, probably one that they make you choose (something very expensive as well), which they would attach to the key, also I truly believe they'd use it as punishment with orgasm denial especially especially high rage Avery.

#dol #dol x reader #degrees of lewdity #degrees of lewdity x reader #avery the businessperson #eden the hunter #eden the hunter x reader #avery the businessperson x reader

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ruby-serpentis · 2 years

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horror au! eden - head canons

pairing: male! eden x gn! reader

warning(s): hunting, eden (man really is a whole ass warning by himself), ritualistic (human) sacrifice, blood, mentions of past deaths, forced marriage, mentions of poverty, stockholm syndrome, implied noncon

eueueueueu. i love eden. always hornee for big big mountain man who kidnaps me from the forest fufu. :3 (at this point i only play the game for him, he literally keeps me going)

please note that i do not condone any of this behavior in real life. this is merely a work on fiction based on another work of fiction.

INTRODUCING...THE GOD OF THE HUNT!

your parents were strange, strange in the way that they really took their beliefs to the next level. you didn’t agree with the temple and their teachings nor with how seriously they took their deities. it was the modern day! what deity could possibly come bring wrath upon them?

every year, a sacrifice was given to the deity of choice. someone was chosen from the congregation. some people lived, saying they saw nothing. they weren’t chosen according to your temple leaders. and other years, people disappeared completely. some never showed up. others did, their bodies appearing out of thin air.

you chalked it up to some hoax to sell the temple’s beliefs and have them make money. people paid off the religious leaders so their child wouldn’t be chosen.

in your eyes, it was clearly a ploy of the rich to slowly eliminate the lower class and even middle class as well. or just eliminate whoever to see fit, scare some people into not getting in their way.

when you were younger, your family lacked money. in fact, your childhood was quite rough. your parents struggled to put food on the table and you had been kicked out of your home.

the temple offered sanctum and your parents were grateful. they took the chance, obviously, and eventually rebuilt their lives, went to therapy, and were able to afford private school for you. you were grateful for them. but you wished they wouldn’t be so devoted to the temple. it was their own doing that led them to the current state of life you were in. not the temple’s. the temple deserved no credit.

you didn’t participate in temple events, holidays, duties. you were talked about amongst the initiates and amongst temple goers for not abiding for such things. they even considered you as bad as whitney.

it should’ve come as no surprise when you got chosen, when your name got announced. but the dread on your parents’ face said all. you weren’t worried.

you calculated the rituals each year in case you were chosen. you were confident that you would get the goddess of lust, briar. she was beautiful, gorgeous, and merciful. every time someone was sacrificed to her, they came out just fine. probably a little hung over on sex. you wouldn’t question what would happen.

“this year’s deity we will be sacrificing our dear (y/n) to is...” the man removes the top covering the marble bath, filled with water. you see his face pale and he takes a big gulp.

“the god of the hunt.”

you felt your heart sink to your stomach and your stomach sink to your feet. and suddenly, it felt like you couldn’t breathe, as if there was a massive amount of pressure weighing down upon your chest.

most sacrifices did not make it out alive when it came to the god of the hunt.

he was known to be ruthless and no matter who got sent to him, they always ended up dead. there was one time where someone came out alive albeit with a ton of scars and ten lives worth of trauma.

the only deity that was worse than the god of the hunt was the god of childcare. how ironic.

so really...it could be worse?

sydney shakes her head as she takes your measurements. “(y/n), i don’t know how to tell you that you are essentially...” she bits her lip.

“fucked?”

sydney looks like you had damned her to hell. “y...yeah.”

“well...maybe luck will be on my side.”

the night of the ritual dawned upon you, the moon big and bright. it wasn’t a blood moon thankfully. a blood moon would probably make things more dangerous in the woods. and your chance of dying would increase to 100% instead of 99%.

sydney looked worried about you. and before you had left the building, she placed a necklace on you. it was silver with a small pendant that resembled a censer.

“i had it blessed.” she rubs the tears out of her eyes. “please come out safe.”

“you have nothing to worry about syd.” you hug her tightly. “i’ll come out of the forest tomorrow morning. and then we can go to the beach like we planned.”

you didn’t really pray. but as you stood at the edge of the forest in the ritualistic robes, you silently looked up at the sky and asked the higher beings above that you would be able to go to the beach with sydney.

you were pushed into the forest upon the sound of a bell.

you struggled with walking originally, tripping over tree roots and rocks. it was hard to see in the dark. but eventually, your vision adjusted and you were able to walk through the forest effortlessly.

you had a plan. you’d play into the temple’s little scheme. hide out in the forest for the night and then emerge the next morning. it wouldn’t be your first time hiding out anyways.

but as you traversed through the trees, you couldn’t help but feel a bit uneased. it felt like someone was watching you, closely. you’d felt it before but usually brushed it off as just being anxious, especially since you came out here when school got tough.

Someone is hunting you.

you didn’t know how long you had been in the woods. but judging from the moon and the sky, you guesstimated around two and a half to three hours. it was just a guesstimate though.

you found sanctum by the lake. the light reflected off the water nicely. and it was peaceful aside from the occasional hoot of an owl. lots of people said owls were evil. but you found them to be good omens. they were vigilant creatures with the cutest eyes and they hunted for mice and such.

it wasn’t so bad.

sure your parents were afraid they’d find you dead in a ditch somewhere after this. but you liked the peace and quiet.

part of you wondered what it would be like to remain here forever, undisturbed.

you stopped wondering when an arrow flew past your face, grazing the skin of your cheek. and you yelped out of shock, glancing at the arrow firmly in the ground before looking across the lake.

you saw it: a hulking figure, cloaked, its arms falling back to a resting position by its sides.

“nope. nope, nope.” you stand up quickly and make a run for it.

you decided to head back the direction you came from, running through the forest. occasionally, when you glanced back, you could see the hulking figure. and every time you looked back, he appeared to be getting closer and closer.

no sound followed them. it unnerved you.

but no matter how far you ran, you just appeared to get more lost. it baffled you. by now, you should’ve emerged onto the streets of the town.

you had to catch your breath, leaning against a tree. you didn’t know if you lasted long or if you didn’t last at all.

either way, you were thoroughly fucked.

“shit!” you screamed, seeing an arrow lodge itself into the tree you were leaning on. close to your face.

they were close. so close.

you forced yourself to get away. you would not die this way!

you didn’t run far because your ankle got caught in something. it lifted you in the air, resulting in you hanging upside down. “oh come on!” you exclaim. “fuck this!”

you tried to use your upper body strength to bend upwards to untie yourself. but the strength quickly left your body and you were left looking at the person was they approached you.

they pulled their hood down and from the light streaming through the canopy of the trees, you could point out their facial features.

they had a strong jaw and appeared more masculine. a massive scar was visible on their face and their hair was messy. despite his stoic face, his eyes were...gentle? you couldn’t pick it out.

“caught, like a lamb trying to escape the slaughter.” their voice is deep and a smirk forms on their face. “foolish to think you could escape.”

well...this was how you die.

not by running away and dying from an arrow shot. not even accidentally falling and hitting yourself. no. by getting caught in the person’s trap and dying strung up like a piece of meat.

the way they were eying you made you feel like a piece of meat.

he grips your face. his hands are calloused and rough. he looks at you, eyes flicking upwards to your body. you just now feel the sudden breeze against your crotch.

“good. guess those zealots actually are competent.” he slings his bow on his shoulder and pulls out a knife. here it comes.

you fall to the ground, letting out a loud oompf sound. ++ Pain

you aren’t able to get a grip on your surroundings, nor adjust to the blood finally coming down from your head. you feel yourself get picked up and slung over the person’s shoulders.

fuck. it just got worse.

you attempt to kick and punch him but it does nothing. he chuckles a bit. “it tickles. but there’s nothing a mortal like you can do.”

your body freezes up. a mortal? a mortal like you?

“oh fuck.” you whisper but it seems he heard.

“did you really think i was an ordinary mortal?” he looks up at the moon as you whimper. “you know exactly who i am. right?” he pauses. “then say it.”

“e-eden.” you whisper.

“louder.”

“e-eden.” you say. “g-god of the hunt.”

“that’s right pumpkin. get used to it.”

eventually, you guys came to a stop. there was a cozy look cabin with multiple gardening plots. you also saw a spring. but you wouldn’t be familiar with the outside for a long time.

eden dropped you onto the mattress. soft animal furs brushed against your skin. if you weren’t so afraid, you would probably fall asleep.

you could make out his features a bit more. his hair was long, about shoulder length. and as he shed his cloak, you noticed his toned figure. particularly his back.

even if he was a god, his back was...very attractive. and the scars only enhanced his attractiveness.

it was kind of criminal how attractive he was.

the stained glass windows, the statues, the paintings, did not do him justice.

maybe he would have mercy on you?

“shall we get down to business?” he strips his top.

you feel the blood rush to your face seeing him shirtless. he...he was hot. you should not be feeling this way towards the god that kidnapped you. besides, what business did you guys even have?

“you’re so cute, with how clueless you are.” he looks down on you. “do you realize what you’re wearing?”

you look down at your clothes before looking back up at him, still confused.

“they are wedding garments, pumpkin.” he grips onto the bottom of your garments and tugs. “garments to indicate a marriage offering.”

“ma-marriage offering?” you stuttered. “no. no! no! that o-only happens every like...THOUSAND years!”

“you haven’t been paying attention have you?” he traps your body underneath him, arms caging you in. his hair tickles your face. “that’s okay. i’ve always liked the more...skeptical people.”

“i’ve had my eye on you for a while now.” his lets his knuckles graze your skin. “i was tempted to take you. but bailey convinced me to have a little more...fun with it.” he chuckles. it’s deep and vibrates throughout his whole body.

it clicked in your head. all those times of feeling watched while in the forest? it was probably eden, wanting to take you.

something catches his eye. his hand picks up the necklace, the chain resting between his fingers. he scoffs. “superstitious much?”

“it was a gift...from sydney.” you purse your lips.

“well whoever they are, forget them.”

eden rips the necklace from your neck, breaking the chain. he tosses it behind his back. you could only whimper, seeing as that was the last remnant of sydney you had.

you gasp feeling his knee between your legs, rubbing against your crotch. and you hated how you could feel yourself get turned on.

+++ Arousal

-- Control

+++ Trauma

“shall we consummate our marriage?”

you didn’t know how long it has been. you got used to the presence of the cabin, got used to your daily routine.

you hated living here at first. you even tried to escape. but eden caught you with ease. he didn’t need to do much. and when he dragged you back, he didn’t punish you. “lots of spouses run away at first. you’ll get used to it.”

and you did. in fact, you even enjoyed being here.

and you enjoyed getting fucked brainless every night by eden’s enormous cock.

mayhaps your libido has evolved to match eden’s.

you’re busy sweeping the cabin floor before you spot something. it’s shiny and silver. you pick it up. there’s a broken chain attached to the pendant, which looked like a censer.

you recognized it. but where? your mind was fuzzy. you were trying your hardest to figure it out why it looked so familiar, feel so familiar. it was definitely very pretty too.

then it hit you like a train.

“sydney.” you whisper.

your darling friend sydney. what was going on in her life? did she mourn you? did she wait at the temple for your return? did she go looking for you?

or maybe she went to the beach without you? went with someone else? maybe she already forgot about you? that was okay. you were content with the idea of sydney being happy without you. as long as she was happy, living life, and enjoying her books.

a sudden grip on your shoulder caused you to stiffen and drop the necklace on the ground.

“such a good spouse you are.” eden’s voice booms in the empty cabin. you can feel his breath on your neck. “sweeping the cabin, cleaning my clothes. but also...i was going to say i needed a break.”

he places his other hand on your other shoulder and his grip is like iron. you whimper at the feeling. he massages your shoulders, pulling your body close to his.

“i’m going to have to punish you. after all, i did say to forget about them.”

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