#he's either a masochist or desperate for babies

[dragonpyre]

Bruce Wayne has crippling baby fever and you cannot convince me otherwise

[3mmalg]

NSFW Imagines | Logan x Reader

🌶️ 18+

-He’s a masochist. end. of. storyyy

-When Logan’s above you in missionary, he will BEG you to scratch him harder. So hard that you break the skin of his back before he heals

-He gets frustrated with his regenerative abilities because he wouldn’t mind showing off the marks you gave him

-He absolutely talks you through it. Praises you, calls you sweet names, and makes sure to tell you how good you’re doing

-Makes you repeat his praises

“Who’s a good girl? Tell me.”

“That’s right baby let me hear you. Let everyone here know how good I make you feel.”

-He is either all in on foreplay, or wants to get straight to the point. If he’s in the mood for foreplay, he’ll kiss up and down your stomach, breasts, and neck and leave no inch untouched by his hands

-If he’s feeling like a tease, he’ll lift you by the waist onto his thigh and bounce his knee while you ride it desperately

-He’s a big thigh guy. He could spend hours in between them with your fingers wound in his hair. Like i said he’s absolutely a masochist, so we all know this man would LOVE to get his hair pulled

-He ALWAYS has to have his hands on you, whether it be your ass, waist, or thighs. This man loves it all

[sh1-n0bu]

what punishment do you think suits for blade bcus he won't come home to me?

♡︎ 𝙥𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 ♡︎

characters: sub!blade x gn!dom!reader

warnings: slapping, edging, squirting, mentions of handjob, bondage, degrading, dacryphilia, begging, mentions of cock slapping, masochist bladie, forced self praise and praise, slight fluff and angst if you squint, reader’s a bit mean but it’s deserved😤 also ig this is a bit of a self aware AU as well???? yeah, ig u guys could read it as a self aware AU if ur into it

notes: sorry for replying too fast anon. my period is making me horknee😔 this is more like a headcannon of what i think would be a perfect punishment for blade

DEGRADING

listen listen listen, i know this may sound a bit weird but blade hates being degraded when with you. there’s a reason why he gives off wet, pathetic, soggy cat that’s abandoned at the side of the street vibes and because of that, blade loves to be praised instead. especially since you're his lover, his darling, his sweetheart, his one and only and the only one he would do absolutely anything and everything for without even thinking. because of that, blade wants to be praised. he wants to be a good boy for you, he wants to be your sweet baby, not your dirty slut. he thinks you’re being so mean to him :((

SLAPPING

now this can be taken in many concepts. he could be begging on his knees in front of you, hands clinging to the fabrics of your clothes as hazy, teary red eyes stare at you. chewed on lips spurring out apologies after apologies like a broken record. you could slap him across the face to make him shut up, its fine since blade can handle it. besides he’s a bit of a masochist as well so he would definitely let out a whimper and rub his thighs together to get some relief on his poor hardened cock

but if it's in other places such as slapping his ass as a form of punishment, slapping his thighs until the skin is all red and sensitive or even his hard cock leaking pre all over his stomach — either way, blade would be turned into a brainless sweetheart in no time. tears falling from his eyes as he begs for you to just touch him!! touch him properly please? he’s a good boy. he’ll be a good boy, he even promises!

EDGING

blade loves being overstimulated. its one of his favorite kinks. whether it be cumming over and over and over by your hand stroking his angry cock, fingering his ass and creating filthy squelching sounds or into your mouth or hell, even riding your thighs! he loves to be close to you, after years of loneliness and isolation, blade craves intimacy. he craves that close contact, to feel the warmth of your bare skin touching his own. even better when he’s crying and sobbing from cumming into your hand for the nth time that night, blabbering drunken shit as he squirts again. but when its taken away???? when he’s so close to reaching his high and stumbling over the edge, when his hard cock is ready to paint your hands with his sticky liquid and you take it away from him????? getting your hand off of his cock and leaving him aching and whining, desperately chasing after your hand with sobbing pleas? blade thinks you’re being real mean to him :((( please just let him cum, let him cum even on the sheets if you want! he won’t soil your hand, he just wants to cum so bad and his poor cock hurts so much :((

BONDAGE

this one is almost all of the time paired with the edging one. as i've said before, blade craves intimacy, he loves being close to you physically. he loves you so fucking much, way too much to the point it hurts to even be away from you even for a little bit. there's a reason why blade chose to be close to you, a reason why he decided to open up his heart to someone else again to give another shot at life and because of that he loves you and trust you so much. you're literally the reason he realized perhaps living wouldn't be so bad after all because he has you by his side, he can go another day, another month, another year, another life-time if it means he would get to spend every waking and even sleeping moment beside you. blade loves to be physically close to you so when you take it away from him, when you tie his hands behind his back or even tie his wrists up to the bedframe, he's doing everything to break those stupid cuffs or ropes. he wants to feel you!! it doesn't even have to be in the sexual way, it can just be in a literal way. holding hands, his palm flat against your back, feeling your skin, being reminded of your warmth. but if you take it away, he's a mess. but don't worry everything is consensual of courses, and you always make sure to take care of him and the bruises afterwards. one of the most effective ways to punish him, me thinks

honorary mention: FORCED SELF PRAISE

it might come of as a bit off or out of place since i did mention that one of the suited punishments for blade would be degrading and praise is the absolute opposite for that but hEAR ME OUT!!!! blade is self conscious of his body. and i meant his scars specifically. he finds them hideous, like how can someone like you could ever find him pretty or gorgeous or all those words you praise him with? he finds it ridiculous. his body is nothing but just a meaningless weapon by now, covered with scars and phantom pains that don't go away and yet you find it so beautiful. you even make sure to make him understand that he is indeed beautiful as you place kisses on each and every last one of the scars that he bears

now this!!!! is where the forced self praise comes in. it doesn't even have to be sexual or as a form of punishment. you could just be doing your everyday ritual of praising the ever loving shit out of him with blade sitting all pretty with a cute red dusting his cheeks. he would always weakly try to refuse your praises, saying that he wasn't the most handsome man in the galaxy and that was why he was wanted and instead always offering logical answers. just accept the damn praise blade >:(((( this is where it comes in. you can softly coax him to say self assuring things. it can start out small like "i did a good job on the mission the other day", "i make a delicious pancake this morning", "i always how to make hot chocolate to cheer up my beloved" and it can range to the things that he insistently denies. make him say that he's pretty, that he's gorgeous, that his hair is long and elegant, that he's an amazing lover, how he was wanted across all galaxies because he was just so charming and dashing and amazi - okay, now his brain is way too fried with the compliments and in his desperation, he's shutting you up with a kiss. he's so adorable :333

[7ndipity]

Bts As Subs

Sub!Ot7 x Dom!Reader

Summary: Headcanons about how the members would be as Subs

Warnings: +18 mdni, smut. Swearing. Mentions of dom/sub dynamics, bdsm, oral(f. and m. receiving), handjobs, edging, overstimulation, degradation, thigh riding, pegging, petplay, dacryphilia, marking, slapping, scratching, aftercare. Not proofread.

A/N: Thanks to the lovely anon who requested this! Working on this actually helped a lot with my writers block and gave me waay too many ideas for fics👀 But I hope you like ‘em!

Masterlist

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Jin:

Is either the sweetest, best behaved baby boy or an absolute brat, depending on his mood.

Loves to run his mouth just to get a rise out of you, whining and complaining about your teasing, but turns into absolutely mush once you get him under you.

Likes when you tie him to the headboard and jerk him off while sitting on his lap, close enough to still kiss him but not letting him touch yet, letting him cry into your neck when he finally cums all over your hand.

He’s so loud and whiny, it almost sounds like he’s singing until his voice cracks.

Someone mentioned this on his nsfw list, and I had to mention it here, he has a slight oral fixation and needs access to your chest while you ride him, sucking and biting hard enough to leave marks(which he says he’s sorry for, but you know he isn’t really)

Lowkey masochistic and enjoys punishments, loving when you mark and scratch him up, or edge him till he cries.

But what he really loves when you just ride him soft and slow, moving just fast enough to make him needy, but not letting him cum, edging you both till he’s desperate and pleading to cum.

Yoongi:

Turns into the sweetest, vulnerable little kitten. You can always tell when he’s feeling subby from the way he buries his face in your chest or your neck, in both sexual and nonsexual situations. He's just so soft and just wants to be taken care of(pls protect him🥺)

So fucking whiny, but he tries to muffle them, biting his lip and scrunching his face up so hard, he almost looks in pain(until you bite/suck the sweet spot on his neck and he just starts wailing).

Prefers things to be half kinky, half vanilla(the vanilla stuff is always what makes him cum tho)

Like, he enjoys when you’re mean and tease him, but he really can’t handle much degradation, so it needs to be combined with a lot of sweet words and kisses.

Cries so prettily when you peg/breed him.

Is slightly embarrassed at how quickly he cums from thigh riding, hiding his face in your neck as his hips stutter against you.

Needs a fair bit of aftercare to ground him and help him come back down, mainly just sitting and holding each other.

Hobi:

Ooh the range of this boy😍, he's always so bright and eager, and tries so hard to be a good boy it’s almost painful, how could you not reward him?🥺

Loves it when you’re rough with him, wanting you to slap, scratch, mark, and degrade him, etc. He’ll take it all with a smile.

Tie him up and and tease him by making him watch while you touch yourself, his poor cock twitching and leaking with every noise you make(he may have broken a chair from pulling so hard on his restraints)

Absolutely melts tho when you’re soft with him, holding his hands while you ride him, caressing his arms and chest while leaving kisses all over his face.

Loves it when you edge and overstimulate him.

Needs lots of cuddles and praise afterwards, usually falls asleep on your chest.

He's just so cute and needy, literally everything you do turns him on. You’re cuddling? He’s hard. Dancing around the kitchen? Hard. Folding laundry? Hard.

Loves when you do extra little things to take care him or buy him lil gifts, it makes him feel special and appreciated!

Namjoon:

Honestly, it takes so much work for him to let go and fall into a sub headspace, but once he does, he turns into such a clingy baby.

Like normally he looks kinda intimidating, but deep down he’s just a giant teddy bear.

You’re gonna need the cuffs for this one, for multiple reasons.

He gets so impatient sometimes and almost involuntarily tries to take over, bucking up into you or gripping your hands/hips to guide your movements.

He literally has to have his hands on you at all times, whether that grasping at your waist hips, groping your chest, or just holding your hands(not letting him touch you in one the biggest punishments for him)

Will actually beg to taste you or for you to ride his face, like he needs to be between your thighs, however brief it may be, or he’ll sulk.

As vocal as he is when he doms, he goes almost non-verbal when he’s really in sub-space, only letting out little whimpers and whines of your name.

Actually prefers looking after you during aftercare to help him come down, needs a fair bit of reassurance afterwards. “Did I do good?”(of course you did, you djehfksjdkwjf)

Jimin:

The best behaved boy. Choke him, cuff him, blindfold him, he’ll take whatever you give him and say thank you🥺

Not exactly a brat, but he can’t resist making sassy little comments to rile you up sometimes when he wants to be punished.

On the flip side, he’s very much a people pleaser and has a massive praise kink, so he needs to hear that he’s doing good and making you happy.(could probably cum untouched from just you petting and praising him)

Lets out the prettiest whines and moans when you ride or peg him

Loves dressing up for you, whether in pretty little lingerie pieces, or a shirt/outfit in your favorite color for date night.

Lowkey sugarbaby vibes. He gets so blushy and smiley when you buy him lil gifts like jewelry or accessories and always makes sure to wear them for you cause he’s your pretty little baby.

Has a slight oral fixation and tends to fall asleep while sucking on your chest, fingers, or even your neck.

Taehyung:

Puppy. Just an absolute puppy, like actually call him that pls, he will dissolve.

He is slightly into petplay, but nothing too extreme, mainly just a pretty collar for you to pull him around by or to hold onto while he rides your strap-on.

Definitely has his bratty moments every now and then, but he really can’t handle a lot of punishment, so he’s always super apologetic.

Lowkey voyeuristic, loves the idea of someone seeing or overhearing the two of you together and just how much of a mess you make him.

Dresses up for you, whether that’s lingerie or just a sweater you really like on him(tho he will come to you wearing nothing but that, like a reverse of the ‘wearing their shirt’ thing)

He's surprisingly good at keeping edged and overstimulated, so he can handle and actually really likes long, drawn out handjobs.

Really likes non-sexual shows of dominance from you. Like when you treat him to meals/drinks, or hold onto him to guide him around, it makes him feel cared for.😊

Jungkook:

Right on the line between good boy and brat. He likes to run his mouth and challenge you, but once you start doling out punishments, he turns into the softest baby. “I’m sorry Jagi, I’ll be good, I promise. Please still let me cum!”🥺

Super unsubtle and touchy when he’s in a subby mood(tho, he’s not exactly subtle the rest of the time either, so), kneading your hips as he grinds against you, pleading softly for you to please come help take care of his ‘problem’.

So fucking squirmy, he can’t keep still even if he tried, hips bucking and twitching involuntarily with every little touch.

He’s just soo sensitive and cums super fast whenever he subs.

He’s very middle ground on kinks and everything. He likes a lot of the harder stuff like bondage and degradation, but he needs some softer treatment mixed in and a lot of aftercare to balance out or else he’ll feel bad.

He actually really loves it tho when you make him cry from teasing and overstimulation.

Lowkey loves when you look after him in non sexual ways, making sure he’s alright and letting your protective side show through.

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[ickadori]

what do you think about dom masochist yuji and sub sadist reader?

++ 𝐘𝐔𝐉𝐈

[cws] fem reader. exhibitionism -> dressing room. oral.

[an] this is very tame and probably not all that masochist-y/sadist-y bc i’ve never written that dynamic before (to my knowledge at least) and i don’t know how 😭 reader is really tame in this LOL. i need to go read some sadist reader fics and double back on this and do it justice :p unedited.

Yuji never thought that he’d end up with a girl like you, which is not to say that he’s disappointed in any way —because God he’s not, never, you’re exactly what he never knew he needed— but he is a bit surprised.

He’s a nice guy; always walking around with a smile on his face, doing what he can to help others even at the risk of his own life, making friends everywhere he does simply due to his sunny disposition. He never snaps at anyone, not anyone human anyways, and he tries his best to be considerate of everyone’s feelings.

You’re the complete opposite; you’re always sporting either a frown or a look of contempt, never returning people’s pleasantries, never even so much as giving them a glance when you skirt by. You’re quick to anger, and even quicker to start spewing insults and attacking people’s character, and he doubts if you’ve ever thought about anyone else’s feelings other than your own.

Some people call you mean, others call you rude, insolent girl, many call you a bitch, but Yuji likes to call you his — his girlfriend, his baby, his love, his pain in the ass, his. Your names for him aren’t nearly as sweet, but they still send a pink hue to his cheeks, a smile to his lips, a flutter to his stomach, and, of course, a jolt to his cock.

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“You’re s-such a fucking pervert, Yuji.”

Your insult would have had a bit more bite had your voice not wobbled, but Yuji wouldn’t have taken it to heart anyways, because you were just as bad as him, he was just too nice to call you out on it.

He hums, hands groping at the fat of your thighs as he pushes his face in deeper, nose nudging up against your clit, the little bud tucked away beneath your panties, and his tongue lapping at you through the material.

“Couldn’t even wait until we got home.” You chide, and a groan bubbles up out of his throat when your fingers thread through his hair and pull hard. He doesn’t bring up how it was you who had pulled him into that lingerie store and pushed him down into a seat in the changing room, or how it was you who had been adamant that you needed help putting on the garments, or how it was you who had pranced around with your breasts out, and made sure to bend at the waist when you were pulling the panties down your legs, giving him the perfect view of your glossy folds.

Was he supposed to just ignore that? Was he not supposed to crowd you in the corner and give you those, as you always call it, ‘stupid puppy dog eyes’ while he practically begged for you to let him put it in - “Just the tip, baby, I just wanna feel you.” “I won’t cum inside this time, promise.”. You had huffed and told him no, poked your finger in his chest and rolled your eyes before finally relenting with a “I’ll let you eat me out, because you’re so desperate, but that’s all.” And that was all he needed.

Two thick fingers hook around the seat of your panties —which have yet to been paid for— and pull them over to the side, the pressing urge to get his mouth on your cunt preventing him from taking it off properly. His thumb tugs one puffy lip to the side, and then he’s kissing at your clit, your arousal wetting his lips.

“Ah,” you gasp, thighs spreading just a bit, and Yuji immediately takes advantage of the extra room, one hand lifting your leg to hook it over his shoulder. He’s surrounded by your scent, your heat, and holy shit he can’t breathe but you taste so good that it doesn’t matter.

His tongue easily slips into your hole, stretching deep as he rubs it along your walls, and a groan vibrates against your cunt when your hands move to grip at his shoulders, nails biting into his skin through his shirt.

He’s messy and uncoordinated as he eats you out; tongue switching from sliding in and out of your cunt, to lapping up the slick oozing out of your hole, to laving over your clit before sucking it into his mouth. You’re putty in his hands, and he has to keep you upright, one hand clasped on your waist and the other at your hips.

“Yu…Yuji,” you weakly push at his shoulders, thighs trembling around his head, and he speaks indescribable words into your pussy: “You taste so good, baby, so fucking good.” “You’re so loud - does it feel good?” “God, I wanna fuck you so bad.” “You gonna cum?”

He pushes his face into you harder, your nails leaving angry red lines on his skin, and his mouth opens wider as it latches over your cunt, his lashes brushing against the tops of his cheeks when you come with a garbled shout of his name, hips involuntarily jerking forward as you chase your high.

Your nails dig in deeper to steady yourself, a hot sting radiating on his skin, and the pain coupled with you overwhelming his senses, smell and taste, Yuji’s cock twitches as he comes in his pants, ropes of cum dirtying the fabric as he moans against your slit, tongue lazily parting your folds and working you into overstimulation.

He earns a tug at his hair at that, and he pulls away with a low groan, strings of your cum stretching from his face to you cunt, and leaves a wet kiss on the inside of your thigh before fixing your panties back into place. He rubs his thumb against the large wet patch on them, digit pushing down where your sensitive clit is, and he lets out a breathy laugh at your whiny ‘stop, you idiot, ‘s sensitive’.

He licks at his lips before speaking, “guess we’re gonna have to buy this pair, huh.” There’s a bit of commotion on the other side of the dressing room door. “And probably never come back here again.”

[strwberrysunday]

subby hyuck enthusiasts rise!!!!!! (me and @wave2riki have been going crazy over this video soo... )

cw: sub!hyuck x afab!dom!reader, unprotected sex, edging, hyuck is a masochist, praise kink, tying up minors dni, mature content wc: 817

donghyuck is desperate. very very desperate. 5-edges-in-as-a-punishment desperate. (not that he doesn't like it.)

well, he knew what he was getting himself into, didn’t he? it wasn’t the first time either. he had been teasing and trying to distract you when you were working on something, even though you told him to behave and just wait until you’re done. at this point, you wonder: is the poor boy unable to control himself, or is he just a slut for pain and doing it on purpose?

so, he left you no choice but to be mean. show him his place. make him feel what you did when you had to do your work while he was in front of you, looking so eager to touch you. 

you had made him wait. for everything.

wait for you - when you went into the bathroom for longer than usual after you finished what you had to do instead of tending to him right away. 

wait for being touched - when you had made out with him, tied his hands to the bedposts, and just when he thought you were going to finally get your way with him, you left him there for a few minutes, rock hard and unable to tend to himself.

wait for release, though he knew he would have to - when instead of giving him that sweet, long awaited release, you had pulled away thrice, bringing tears to his eyes and a cloud to his brain.

he is now on his knees before you, his pretty face glistening with tears and desperation evident in his expression. you take a hot minute to admire him like that, truly a sight to see. 

"hey." your voice softens significantly as your hand goes to cup his cheek. "you've been so good for me, hm?" he doesn't reply anything but smiles, dilated pupils still focused on you and your next move. 

your hand roams around his face, circling around his mouth and his lips slightly part in response. 

"open up" you ask and he instantly takes your thumb into his mouth and starts sucking on it for a moment before you quickly retract it. "always so obedient, it's cute."

"please... can't take any more... please let me finish..." he musters out weakly.

"since you're asking so nicely, who am i to deny you? how do you want it?"

"inside you" he says, voice low, almost in a whisper. 

"okay" you reply sweetly and smile as your cold demeanor begins to drop as you see him starting to completely fall apart. "on the bed." 

he complies immediately and you move there from the floor with him. 

you ask him "how do you want me?" and he gently pushes you down on your back.he kisses, licks and bites down your neck like he hasn't seen you for months. he wastes no time and lines himself up with your entrance. 

“fuck me like i deserve after all of your teasing, okay?” you ask, not hiding your arousal with seeing him come undone.

“m’kay” he replies and slides in without a bigger problem, despite his size and the complete lack of foreplay on your end. he kisses you while he gives you a few seconds to adjust but starts moving not long after.

“oh, shit, hyuckie.. please...” it just feels too good to boss him around and make him go at your pace, not his own, so you decide to let him chase his high. “you can go quickly if it makes you feel good” you tell him, reaching out to tuck his stray hair behind his ear.

in a.... less intense setting, he would always make you come first - he’s a gentleman. but now, he’s more like a puppy, rutting into you to get what he wants.

you know he won’t last long after that much time, and you start to hear him get louder though he tries to bite his lip to stay quiet. “y/n.....pleasepleaseplease” he cries out, a stray tear running down his cheek. “i’m close”

“let- ah- go for me, baby” you manage to get out. “you can come now”

his high comes fast and you can feel the heat inside you as he releases. his movements slow down and he starts catching his breath. 

he collapses next to you and you spoon him, kissing his shoulder blades and whispering to him. “did so well, baby.” you say, holding him while he slowly comes to his senses. 

“please don’t goooo”, he whines when you try to get up to get a towel to clean up.

“hyuckie, you know i need to. and i’ll be back in a minute.” you smile at him.

“and what about you?”

“me?”

“i haven’t gotten you off yet.”

“don’t worry about me, i’ll let you take care of me later, okay?” you say, and his eyes light up at the idea of touching you again. 

if you liked it, any interactions esp comments or asks are greatly appreciated 💫

[hyunsvngs]

content warning: masochist,gymrat(kinda),bf!hannie, sub!hanjisung, cockstepping, scratching (m. rec), hair pulling (m. rec), switch!reder, foot stuff (duh), dirty talk, degradation (m. rec), aftercare/ implied aftercare, safe word mentioned but not used

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“Jisung, why do you wanna get so big? Are you a masochist?” You eyed him as you both walk to your shared apartment.

“A.. a masochist?” He stops dead in his tracks, which has you turning to face him two feet away. The tips of his ears are turning the prettiest shade of pink and his boba eyes are so wide, mouth slightly agape.

“You’ve put on quite the muscle since I first met you a few years ago,” you begin, images of Jisung walking into your college mathematics class looking considerably toned, but slightly thin. A small smile finds it’s way onto your face as you finish your sentence, “and every New Year’s Day I ask you what your resolution is, but the answer is always the same.. ‘I wanna get bigger’.”

He looks down at his physique and makes a unsatisfied face. “I just don’t think my physique looks that nice,” he begins walking and grabs your hand to lead you on the sidewalk. You almost think you didn’t hear him correctly when he whispered “and maybe being sore feels really good.”

And heard him correctly you did.

A week later, Jisung asks you a question you never thought you’d hear.

“Hypothetically? Are we sure this is a hypothetical question, Hannie?” One of your eyebrows is raised out of suspension while he plays with a loose sting hanging from the bottom of his grey sweatpants shorts. You walk over to his figure on the couch from your previous position in the kitchen and sit next to him. His body sinks towards your weight, his face vulnerable.

“I thought about what you said.. and it makes sense. 1000%. I enjoy feeling pain. I like how it feels when I’m done doing a set of exercises, and I especially love being sore the next day. I just- I wanna try it. Please.” Jisung shifts his body so that he’s facing you, almost frantically. Like he can sense you pulling away, even though he knows you wouldn’t leave him because of this..maybe you would find him weird. He doesn’t want that either though.

“Are we talking barefoot? Sneakers? Boots? High heels?” Your head tilts and you even look away a little to think about what he would want as the first step.

“H-huh?” There’s no longer a pit in the bottom on his stomach, just whispers of heat beginning to stir under his waistband. He’s beginning to fall apart at the seams and nothing has even happened yet.

You had already toe-d off your house shoes before he realized what’s going on. “You can’t seriously be hard already.. we just started talking about it!” You laugh and he covers his semi with both of his hands. “I-I’m sorry baby.. sorry.”

Without a word, you slapped his hands. He knew what you wanted.. his hands away and to not return until told otherwise. He’s gripping and unclenching the couch cushion with anticipation and desperation, head already a little numb. It’s always easy to spot when he gets floaty- his ears and neck (even upper chest) become splotchy with a dusty pink hue, and his hands are restless.

“Hannie, you look so pretty like this. Can you tell me the safe word?” You stroke his cheek and wait for his answer. The word is spoken softly, almost like he is too scared to speak any louder- terrified he may ruin the mood after he built the courage to ask you such a question. “Perfect baby, sit up a little for me.”

Jisung sits up slightly, allowing you to remove his loose black shirt. His heated, splotchy chest looks like a masterpiece paired with his tanned skin; it invites you to places kisses against the muscle. Your right hand flies to his waist and dig your fingertips into him. He jerks at the feeling of your lips and hand- he wants, NO.. needs more.

“Please hurt me, pleasepleasepl- AH!” His hips lift from the cushion as he feels your teeth nip harshly at the skin next to this left nipple, your hand following to scratch at his side.

“Jisungie.. shhhh. Let me play with your body.” You whisper against him. You place your right hand on top on his clothed cock, and the most sinful and beautiful moans are coming out of his mouth. As quickly as your hand appeared, it disappeared and he makes his disappointment known. You shoot him a glare to shut him up and he listens. He knows you mean business right now- you always do when it comes to his pleasure.

At his side, next cushion over, you lean back on both hands and lift your right leg. Bent at the knee, ankle loose and foot firm, you hover it over Jisung’s hips. He’s watching your every move with scrunched eyebrows and mouth unhinged. The ball of your foot begins to press down on his erection, not stopping even though gravity has done all its work. The force starts to push into his bladder but still no mind, he’s now staring at you like you put the damn stars in the sky and you’re drenched. You can feel your panties sticking and it won’t get better from here because you know he won’t want to stop any time soon.

“Hannie, does it feel good? Or do you not want it to feel good?” Even you’re breathless.. the view you have looks straight out of some cheap porno. His red and bitten-raw lips open, his cheeks flush and his eyes heavily lidded with lust, even his labored breathing.

“Need more. More pain. Please” Voice cracking on his last word, you get up as fast as you possibly can. This newfound confidence in yourself after seeing what you can do for your boyfriend has you reeling. Jisung lets out a yelp of surprise when you grab a fist full of his hair and begin to drag him off the couch and to the center of the living room.

“Take off your shorts and lay down. Now. And I didn’t tell you to touch yourself, did I?” He had grabbed his base over his shorts when you tugged on his hair. He feels so pathetic like this, he could totally get off on this but he doesn’t want it to end soon. He stripped himself of his shorts and laid down on the carpet floor, even the navy blue underwear making for a great view against his thick thighs- threads stretched taught against the muscle.

The second his whole body made contact with the floor, you raised your right leg again. Bent at the knee but with a firm ankle and firm foot, you dug your heel into his cock. Jisung took in a sharp breath and a few moments later, released a shaky one. “Oh fuuuuuuuck!” His eyes rolled into the back of his head.

You’re dripping, and you’re about to lose your mind seeing Jisung strung out on the carpet like this. You don’t even wanna blink because you’re afraid you might miss the sight like he could disappear.

“How about this, Hannie? You like this shit?” You scoff, “What a fucking painslut. Getting off to me stepping on your dick.” You moved your ankle back and forth to dig into his skin even more and you can hear the carpet being scratched at. He is trying his hardest to stay grounded so he can feel this bliss for as long as he can, but you go just deep enough and he’s done.

“I’m gonna cum! Gonna cum!” He’s breathing frantically.

“Just from this??? This is all it takes, Hannie? Just need me to step on you??” You put as much weight into your right foot as you can for a few seconds to help him reach his orgasm.

“Yes! Yesyesyesyes! I’m cumming! Gonna come so hard!” He’s babbling and you watch him break.

His fingertips are white from digging into the carpet and his body twitches as his underwear becomes soaked with fluid. His moans and gasps are so loud you don’t doubt there would be a complaint or two tomorrow. There’s so much cum, you question if that’s all it is and nothing else. His back is arched in the prettiest curve and his neck is on display as if saying ‘I still need more, please bite me’. He stopped breathing towards the back end of his orgasm as if to prolong it (asphyxiation is something you will bring up another time).

The aftershocks are still hitting him when you drop to your knees next to his head. He’s so dazed and spacey. You give him a quick kiss to his forehead and tell him you’ll be back in a second. You come back with a new pair of underwear and a towel to wipe him with. You help him change and sit him up.

“You doing okay baby? How’s your penis? Does it hurt too much?” You ask while giving him a scalp massage, trying to relieve what you caused earlier.

Jisung shakes his head and whispers “I feel so good right now. Can we lay down on the couch?” You both make it to the couch and you offer to make him some food and get beverages. Only after 10 minutes of cuddling, kissing, and ‘i love you’s ’,does he allow you to do that.

“I know the initial conversation we had about this was about a week ago, but if it wasn’t obvious… I really like your physique, Jisung.” You say as you place the plates of food on the coffee table. Your cheeks heat up at the confession, but all he can think about is your lips on his body. He shoots you a quick smirk and says “Yeah, totally wasn’t obvious.”

OMGoMG i know i said hard thot (or was it hot thot????idek) LMAOOO i got carried away sorry <3 also the end is rushed but i hope you enjoyed

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Jjesus what

THIS BROKE MY BRIAN. i meant my brain but also

MY FAVE PART WAS THIS

"The force starts to push into his bladder but still no mind, he’s now staring at you like you put the damn stars in the sky and you’re drenched." holllly HOOOOOOLY THIS WAS SO GOOD. I WAS CHEERING MAKE HIM PEE MAKE HIM PEE MAKE HIM PEE!!

NO THIS WAS SO GOOD!!!! AHJDGKDGNJK

[yanteetle]

How do you think the yandere turtles would be if they were raised by draxum? Like how would their yandere tendencies be different? (Totally not asking this bc I have a request around the draxum au and I have no idea what to do)

Okay i sometimes wonder about the same thing actually. Like sure, their violent tendencies would be increased tenfold (or even more, who knows) but they might face their human darling with a little disdain and condescension. It would take quite a bit to get them to not only want to protect a human, but love and cherish them despite having been raised to want to destroy them wholly.

Raph would definitely be more temperamental and violent, but he'd have a stronger love for yokai-kind and animals in general. Instead of wrestling, he might end up being very invested in the Battle Nexus and the violence that goes on in there, being the most likely to partake in tournaments for the 'glory and victory' aspect of it, but also because he thinks fighting in general is fun. His darling might either be a yokai or generally, a really weak human. He's the most likely to infantilize his darling, oftentimes babying them and insisting they can't do anything without his help (this applies especially if y/n is a human) He would respect them a little more if they were a yokai, but he'd get overprotective and jealous rather quickly.

Donnie would be the most invested in Draxum's work. He easily grows to become his lab partner, and his ego is only worsened by Draxum's praise and validation. (I secretly think that Draxum would be a slightly better parent than Splinter but I digress) His brothers hate him being quote on quote, Draxum's boot licker. but eventually he grows out of Draxum's validation and tries to find it from other sources. So when he finds y/n, he's pretty desperate for recognition, and even more so if they're a human. He doesn't imagine a human could ever be as capable, smart or talented as him or his kind, and he believes they should act accordingly. He essentially tries to get his darling to be his boot-licker (figuratively and maybe literally :3) He's a pretty patient yandere as well, but he becomes rather sadistic and violent when he's constantly having to force his darling to love him. Overall, an unpleasant yandere unless you're a total masochist.

Leo however... he is still the voice of reason in the team, but he's more likely to venture out into the human realm to 'know more about what he's going to wipe out' compared to the others. He's of course, the least favourite but we all know that. Draxum hates his cockiness, and so he'll tone it up to the extreme just to spite him. He is however, very compliant and lenient to his darling. In the Draxum au, he'd be the most bearable and highly recommended yandere out of the four brothers (imo) He'd purposely treat his darling well and keep them alive all for the sake of going against Draxum, so it's best if his darling manages to pit the two against each other.

Mikey? He's still a ball of sunshine and the loosest cannon in the family, probably being the reason why Draxum hasn't killed Leo yet. Knows how to get on Draxum's good side, and ultimately takes advantage of this when he obtains a darling. He's the most confident in bringing his darling home knowing that somehow, one way or another, the family will just accept it. The kidnapping would happen pretty quickly, and he's just as delusional as he'd be with splinter. He's somewhat tolerable as a yandere, but he is the most likely to dish out the worst punishments if his darling ever misbehaves. He did learn from Draxum after all.

That's all I got for now, I think I could expand more on it, but my shoulder is sore from my massage appointment earlier and I'm going to need a teeny tiny break for that :))

[thedarkonesposts]

Obligatory omega Kylar posting…. We r also talking abt the other school love interests in abo terms cause… I neglect anyone who isn’t Kylar 😐

Kywar (omega)

Everyone can tell he’s an omega. He gets made fun of for it because of course the grimy weird kid also has to be an omega

Kylar might be an omega but he has the violent possessiveness of an alpha. He’s also mad delusional and thinks he’s secretly an alpha despite being quite breedable and tiny. Obviously he isn’t and instantly gets submissive the second an alpha is actually around.

He’s unintentionally slutty, he has no ability to control his impulses- which leads to being starry eyed and needy around every single alpha before he’s mated. He’s just a little desperate to have a mate honestly.

Cute, he’s cute.

Even more of a hopeless romantic than usual, someone needs to claim and knot him before he whimpers at the wrong person. He’s incredibly shy but his urge for romance weighs out enough that he’ll stalk alphas and stare up at them w his heavy breathing the second they’re close.

Obsessed w having pups. Does not shut up abt it, thinks he’d have the cutest babies despite hating how he looks.

Being forcefully claimed wouldn’t phase him, he’d be happy someone wants him that much tbh.

Biter. Like regular Kylar he shows love in weirdly violent ways- biting excessively is definitely one of them. Once he gets a mate it’s over, they’re going to be covered head to thigh in bite marks and hickeys so everyone knows.

Gets separation anxiety from his mate, even if it’s just for a few hours he can barely handle being away.

The master of nest making and nesting. Dude makes the coziest nests and has the best naps there. Shits built with care and love.

Runt

His omega scent works hard against his lack of showers. He smells cinnamony. Christmassy almost. Just a nice mix of spice.

Sydney (beta)

Alluring to literally anyone, alphas, betas, omegas. Everyone wants him and thinks he’s a gorgeous and perfect mate

People argue abt what he is. They think he’s too pretty and kind to be a beta or alpha but too headstrong and self assured to be an omega. He’s also strong enough people doubt it. They’d probably be shocked to find out he’s just a beta

Doesn’t understand alpha or omega instincts and has a giggle abt how desperate and crazy they seem,,,But still wants a mate and hopes being a beta won’t ruin his chances

Grew up with an omega best friend so he’s kind of picked up on cozy omega activities like nesting and scenting. He’d definitely do them with a partner whenever he got one.

Prefers omegas, despite his masochistic tendencies he doesn’t like how alphas act, it annoys him.

Literally so pretty.

Whitney (alpha)

Annoying about it, everyone knows he’s an alpha because he’s the most stereotypical asshole alpha possible.

Claims he doesn’t want a mate and doesn’t care about having one yet absolutely does.

Has tried forcefully mating several ppl just for it to reject and him to have a bitch fit over it

Would be weirdly possessive once mated, definitely also a biter. He wouldn’t let his mate go out without being bitten and scratched to hell.

Smells nice, pine maybe.

Doesn’t want pups even once mated

Robin (omega? Beta?)

Could either go omega or beta, he’d still be smaller and submissive regardless but I think he’d suit being a beta more. His submissiveness is more earned than being inherent.

He isn’t like… pathetically needy. He’s dependent and loves to cuddle but it isn’t excessive.

No matter what he is he’s getting bullied for being an omega so he might as well just be one.

Neutral on pups, he feels like he’s too young to worry about that stuff.

Bonus Eden (alpha obviously)

Did you guys know Eden and Kylar would be the perfect couple? Yeah I’m making a section for eden just to shove this down ur throats again :)!!!!

Undoubtedly an alpha, just look at him. He’s aggressive, primal, big. The mate literally any omega would want. (ESP Kylar, Kylar would be on his knees begging for a chance if they met)

Violently possessive but also very protective and loving as a mate.

Not above forcefully mating someone, and doing it over and over until it doesn’t reject

He wants pups. Badly. The satisfaction of breeding his mate would be the best feeling in the world. He’d also be more than happy to trap them at home to keep them safe during pregnancy. He’d do literally everything for them- but still ask to be bathed and fed if they could manage it.

Smells like a campfire, cozy.

If only there was some desperate, loyal, needy omega who also desperately wanted pups. That would be crazy. If only someone else could match the same level of possessiveness and delusion it takes to kidnap someone and forcefully mate them….

[eddiemunsonw]

Here's a little Eddie Munson blurb that came to mind out of nowhere, enjoy. :) Categories: self-doubt, overthinking and fluff.

Eddie Munson always broke things off before they could even hint at getting serious. Before his feelings could get a chance at developing. It was self protection, just so he wouldn’t get hurt later. People would leave him anyway so he had to leave them first. 

This worked until he met you. Because with you, he had fallen for you way before he could even consider taking a step back. He felt like a masochist, taking things slow and wanting to go on dates with you and hold your hand like it was just the premise of what was to come. Eventually, when he realized his feelings were definitely going to fuck him over either way, he decided to just stick with it. If he was going to get hurt regardless he might as well enjoy you while it lasts.

He can’t exactly give his all though. He fears that having sex with him will turn you off so quickly that you’ll leave him the next day. Not because he was bad at sex, not at all, but he knew he would completely give away how he felt about you the moment you’d be that intimate with each other. He’d be close to spilling those three words and anything to keep himself from saying them would make him look desperately in love anyway.

You’re questioning why he hasn’t offered to sleep with you yet. You knew not to expect more out of this, as Eddie had a reputation of breaking things off early on, so it was confusing why he was taking his time. You weren’t complaining though, you wanted every second with him even though it was wrong to want someone who would never commit to you.

Eddie finds it harder each time to back off when things get heated and he really doesn’t understand how you’re still keeping up with him. He had expected you to break it off with him long ago, that you’d be bored. But the moment never comes.

It is until one night when you’re in his trailer, cuddling in bed together as he trails his blunt nails over your upper arms, occasionally leaving a kiss in your hair, that he has to ask.

“Are you staying?”

While it sounds like a casual question about whether you’d spend the night home or not, you could tell that wasn’t what he was asking you. His hands freeze in motion, he swallows loud enough for you to hear and his heartbeat gradually picks up. You say nothing, not yet. Wonder if your response will be able to hold as much depth as his question. You nod against his chest, your hand blindly reaching for his face to hold his cheek.

“I’d like to stay. If that’s alright with you.”

The sigh of relief tickles the baby hairs on your forehead and the tight squeeze around your arms makes your heart flutter.

“More than alright, baby. I’m keeping you.”

You lift up your head and for a moment your eyes are both searching for clarity in the other, a confirmation to all the words that went unspoken. “Forever?” you ask, a smile teasing your lips. He narrows his eyes pleasantly as he matches your smile and nods.

“Forever.”

“Good,” you say softly. “I want you to.”

After a sweet kiss, you rest your head back on his chest again, occasionally lifting your head to tease him with chaste neck kisses. His hands resume to stroke your arms again, relishing in the feeling of holding you without any inhibitions. 

He meant it. If you let him, he would keep you forever and then some.

[dollivication]

Hi beautiful 💋

First of all...

I want to make a man cry, make him cry ugly

Like imagine this, girl, imagine this with me...

Reader has been deeply interested in Nero, okay? And is constantly trying to get close to him in every way possible, trying everything! Gifts? Done. Praise? Fucking done.

He? Throwing her gifts in the trash in front of her-

But reader always get rejected, in the worst ways possible like trying to say good morning to him and asking if she can watch him train? GURL HE WOULD LOOK AT HER LIKE A PEST and tell her to fuck off-

Do you know that tsundere attitude? Well he Is worst- but he actually really likes her but he's so dumb that doesn't know how to respond because he's to afraid of looking stupid

But one day reader decide it's time to get her dignity out of the trash can, clean it and wearing it again and all the attention he was receiving from her is now ALL FUCKING GONE!

He is internally panicking, watching her avoiding his gaze, his touch and suddenly she start being mean to him-

And this bitch is a masochist he is willing to take any kind of attention even if it is negative, Doing everything possible to show off in front of her and steal her attention trying to get some compliments back or even being him the one who brings gifts now

And she throws them in the trash just like him, in front of his eyes and that's when he cries- and he cries hard because he doesn't know what to do! He was so afraid of looking lake an idiot but now it is happening- like

I WANT TO MAKE A MEN CRY not even in a sexual way, I want to make him cry and only want my fucking comfort

This was very long, sorry beautiful but I did really get into dmc 😞

Alsooo, can I be 🌮 anon?

HAILLOOOO !!! :3 and omfg…. OHMGYOGF… i’m giggling i’m blushing i’m tickled unbelievably pink by this it is INSANE..?? I WANT TO MAKE A MAN WEEP TOO YOU GET ME SO WELL… especially nero… ❤️❤️

nero will be PETRIFIED when yew stop showering him in attention… he immediately starts jumping to conclusions—did you find someone better than him? maybe you just had a bad day?? did you stop liking him????? whyre u acting so strange…

heart DROPS when he realizes that you’re actually respecting yourself and not throwing yourself at his feet anymore. didn’t girls like chasing the guys?? sure he was mean to the smallest things you did, but still, he thought you were into that!! :( poor critter doesn’t understand why you suddenly changed!

HES SOOOO DESPERATE JUST 4 YEW TO LOOK AT HIM AGAIN! laik.. even if yew look at him in disgust, it’ll make his stomach churn, maybe it’ll even make bile rise to his throat out of sheer fucking anxiety, but at least you’re looking at him, right? the butterflies in his tummy feel more like spiders than anything, it’s hardly a pleasant feeling yet for some fucked up reason it gets him going…

he’s never been good with keeping himself in control—he can’t remember the last time he’s cried. he couldn’t even believe he was crying over a girl! but it’s for you you you, and as long as it stays that way, he doesn’t mind sobbing out like a little baby <3 he just loves you so mauch…

even if you hurt him, stomp on his gifts, it’ll be worth it in the end because you’re actually paying him mind — they say you catch more flies with honey than vinegar, but for him? he’ll take either from yuuu ૮꒰ ˶> ༝ <˶꒱ა !!

auwaaa.. nero nero nero the man you are….. AND YES YES OFCOURSE!!! THE EMOJI IS ALLLLL YURS!! WELCOME TO RHE FRIENDS LIST TEEHEE!! IMS OSOSO EXCITED TO HAVE YEWW AWAAAA❤️❤️❤️

[daddyhausen]

{ 52 } — i haven’t even touched you yet and you’re already wet

{ 65 } — guess i’ll have to cum inside you then

Headcanon for Daniel Garcia please 🤍

• headcannon — daniel garcia •

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{ masterlists } | { aew masterlists } | { daniel garcia masterlist }

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{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, drunk sex, rough sex, male + female orgasms, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, vaginal creampie, internal cumshot

{ word count } — 445

{ pairing } — fem!reader x daniel garcia

{ genre } — smut

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{ 52 } — i haven’t even touched you yet and you’re already wet

{ 65 } — guess i’ll have to cum inside you then

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your clothes began to pile beside the door to your hotel room

breath frantic as your lips parted in what felt like the first time in forever

daniel’s scent, warm and intoxicating much like the slight taste of malt whiskey on his breath

he had you trapped between the wall and his chest

palms resting either side of your head

as his lips feverishly burned kisses into your pristine skin

he let a hand travel down your torso

featherlight touches against your skin as two fingers traced circles into your soake panties

gathering your sweetness on the pads of his fingertips

“i haven’t even touched you yet and you’re already wet”

his smirk was evident in your skin

all you could respond with was a choked moan

he applied the slightest bit of pressure to your clothed clit

adoring the way your hips began swirl and buck against his fingertips

“what a good little slut you are”

he pressed himself against you

feeling his erect cock press up against your hip

tip glazed with precum as it marked your skin

“please, danny…need your cock”

your whimpers rang through his ears in a facade of innocence

sounding so heavenly yet full of sin

he did not have any patience in taking you to bed

instead flipping your around so your face was pressed against the wall

plump ass grinding against his size

“what do you want me to do, baby?”

“i want everyone to know i belong to you, danny! please!”

he pushed himself against you once more

his chest completely compressed into you back

a hand sneaking around your waist

prying your ruined panties to the side

teasing your dripping cunt with his tip

“guess i’ll have to cum inside you then”

he wasted no time in doing so

stretching your slick walls with his size

you were a hundred percent sure that your pleasured screams could be heard from down the hall

not that you cared, you’d be out of that hotel by tomorrow morning anyways

“fuck fuck! danny! i’m gonna cum!!”

daniel buried his head into the crook of your neck

holding a death grip on your waist

feeling the tightness of your cunt grip him with each thrust he gave

“me too, baby. just hold on a little while longer”

the thrusts became frantic, obsessed with filling your cunt

each moan you gave sounded more erratic and desperate for release

your thighs began to shake, almost buckling under the pressure of your orgasm

feeling his seed drip from between your sweet folds

instantly melting back into his chest with a heavy sigh

“go lay down, baby. i still need to taste you”

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[kinnbig]

Rarepair Fic Recs for @kprecfest!

(I really highly recommend all of these, they’re all amazing imo, but all-time personal favourites are marked with a 🌟)

🌟 Slivers of Glass by @giraffeter (oneshot, explicit) [cw: dub-con]

Pairing: Kinn/Big Description: Pre-canon. After Tawan, Big finds his working relationship with Kinn strained and uncertain. Big would do anything for Kinn. How much is Kinn willing to take?

say it out loud (it can’t be undone) by queerebrum (oneshot, explicit) [cw: dub-con]

Pairing: Kinn/Big/Tawan Description: Once, Twice, Three times a charm. Tawan gets what he wants in the moment, but Big gets what he wants in the end.

🌟 should i hit the deck, fall through the floor? by Lunarwriter75 (oneshot, explicit)

Pairing: Ken/Big Description: Five times Ken fucks Big because Big’s been humiliated and the one time Big fucks Ken—because Porsche has been.

goodnight by any_open_eye (oneshot, mature)

Pairing: Vegas/Porsche Description: Vegas and Porsche are out on a job. They consider lost possibilities.

🌟 His Ringing Triumphing by @ectoplasm-james (oneshot, explicit)

Pairing: Vegas/Porsche Description: Porsche runs away with Vegas. Then he rebounds with him. Set immediately after episode 9.

Stiletto by TrueColours (oneshot, explicit) [cw: dub-con]

Pairing: Vegas/Porsche Description: Vegas takes on the eternal question: how much can you actually torture a masochist?

not tonight, baby by queerebrum (oneshot, explicit) [cw: incest, dub-con]

Pairing: Vegas/Kim Description: Vegas takes what he wants. Kind of.

🌟 fuck it all back down by @syzyg3tic (oneshot, explicit) [cw: dub-con]

Pairing: Vegas/Big, Vegas/Ken, Vegas/Porsche, Vegas/Tawan, Vegas/Pete Description: Vegas and some of the men he sleeps with in his desperate, rage-filled attempts to be loved or hated--either will work.

🌟 The Artistic Merits and Goals of Pornography by @thewholedamnboulangerie (oneshot, mature)

Pairing: Arm/Tankhun Description: If there's one thing that everyone can agree on, it's that Tankhun Theerapanyakul is an expert in the fine art of watching dramas. He's a guru, a true connoisseur, with nary a gap in his specialist knowledge of genres, tropes, and character archetypes. Well. There is one gap.

Gonna Fade You Like That Rush by giraffeter (oneshot, explicit)

Pairing: Tay/Time/Big Description: Tay and Time run into Big on his night off. Kinn may not want to play with his own toys, but he's never told them they couldn't help themselves.

Troubling Regularity by OhMyFreddy (3/3 chapters, explicit)

Pairing: Kinn/Tay, Time/Tay, Kinn/Time/Tay Description: This happens with troubling regularity. Mostly, it works itself out. Kinn tries not to choose sides while he waits them out. But tonight, Tae is perched upon Kinn's lap, and his choice seems clear.

[thereisnolumos]

I love the fact that Draco willingly annoys/antagonize people who can and has kicked his ass. He's that desperate for attention. Either that or he's a masochist. I think Draco secretly gets a kick out of seeing how far he can push people. Especially after getting a punched in the face by Hermione. Even if it ends badly for him he still seeks it out. Which is kinda sad when you think about it. He has no true friends. Lucius is his dad. And he seeks attention by annoying the hell out of Harry and his friends till they snap.

Oh yes, I too see Draco as someone who’s be taunting people relentlessly just to see how far he can go. And when the shit got real (book 6) his taunts became almost non-existent because he no longer cared for it.

I strongly believe that Malfoys loved and adored Draco fiercely. In book 1 we’re shown that he’s constantly getting home-cooked sweets, in book 3 Lucius goes full berserk over an animal hurting his son (I don’t support killing animals for their normal reactions but I can see his reasoning of “MY BABY’S BEEN HURT”). In book 2 his exasperated with “yes, Draco, you told me all about it” in regards to Harry (I don’t remember the exact quote) which implies that each and every time Draco went on on his rant over Harry Lucius listened. And Narcissa’s love for her child is simply unquestionable. I always loved the moment at the very end of book 7, when the fighting resumed but Malfoys couldn’t care less and were just running through it looking for their son. (WHO DIDN’T LEAVE HOGWARTS EVEN AFTER HARRY’S “DEATH” DESPITE EVERYTHING LOOKING AS IF HOGWARTS LOST! Will never forgive the film for screwing this up. HE. STAYED. IN. HOGWARTS. AND. DIDN’T. REJOIN. VOLDEMORT’S. SIDE. AS. SOON. AS. HE. HAD. A. CHOICE.)

To me, Draco does sick attention with his taunts not because he lacks that attention home, but because he’s so used to be the center of attention for his parents that he can’t grasp the idea of not being it in school. To him not having friends… we don’t know anything about it so the sky is the limit here. He was genuinely broken and distraught with Crabbe’s death in book 7, so we know he at least truly cared for him. I always thought that he and Pansy were good/best friends, perhaps they too grew up together (with their fathers being “colleagues”) and I also always liked the idea of his friendship with Blaze being the only one not brought on by having Death Eating parents (as I recall his mother has remained neutral through both wars but even if it’s just my headcanon, I’m sticking with it), the only friend he made on his own, smth like that.

Have I mentioned that I headcanon that getting punched in the face by Hermione was the moment that he fell for her? Years later when I watched OUAT and they had “getting punched in the face” as the meet-cute for two generations of Charmings I squealed because it reminded me of Dramione and what could’ve been 😂

[wu-kongs]

Hi its drunk King anon again.

YOUR ANSWER TO MY ASK WAS PERFECT. I JUST AGSHDKDHSF..... THESE MONKIES ARE DISASTERS WAITONG TO BE IGNITED.

Ok now that is out of my system.... I'm about to really drive you up the wall I think what would happen if wukong remembered the night before

Can you see my dilemma.... on one hand, king doesn't remember ok im safe, damn I wish he'd remember if only to be tormented

On the other, fighting and king says that's not what I remember from that night and just general nonsense like that while Mac is slowly dying of.... something. But he remembers holy shit he knows exactly how much effect he has on me..... PANIC

warning for extremely suggestive content towards the end // sequel to

worry begins to creep its nasty little way in about a week later. he valiantly tries to ignore it and tell himself he's victorious—his eye is back in his possession, and maybe that asshat finally took a hint and stopped chasing after it. then, another week passes... and another.

when it comes to the eye, wukong always acted like a man possessed. the fact that he hasn't made a play for it in a month, and that macaque hasn't heard hide nor hair of the guy in about as long, hints that something must be holding him up—and it must be serious.

that said, macaque has been desperately struggling to keep out of the business of caring about whatever the hell wukong is up to. so long as he leaves macaque alone, he couldn't give less of a shit. the problem is, he's only been telling himself that—his wretched, traitorous heart refuses to stop dragging him back in.

he can't help but wonder if it's because of that night. macaque has been instantly shutting down any memory of it before he can let himself linger and yearn. if it escapes his defences, he immediately thinks about the way wukong had described... obtaining his eye—macaque could fool himself, then, into thinking that wukong saw it nothing more as a trophy.

the problem is... it doesn't upset him anymore. he doesn't know if it's because wukong confessed the true reason why, or if these gods-awful shenanigans are wearing his anger over it down.

either way, macaque has it now, and wukong hasn't come for it yet.

he wants wukong to remember that night, wants it to have thrown a wrench in his psyche like it has for macaque. wants it to keep him up at night and wonder and realize exactly the mistakes he's made.

"you're mine forever."

sickening.

heat rolls low in macaque's belly.

and it does the same when finally, finally, wukong makes a move.

"what'd you do, nap the entire time you were gone? lookin' a little rusty there, great sage!"

he hears wukong growl and snickers vindictively. wukong disappears and macaque gasps as soon as a fiery presence snaps at his side. without looking, he raises his arms over his blind side and braces. a vicious kick connects and sends him shooting into the ground. all the breath is knocked from his chest and stars explode over his vision.

before he can get a grip on his existence again, a hand yanks him from the gravel and effortlessly lifts him off the ground, leaving his legs to dangle. he laughs dryly, breath catching on some blood coming from some mysterious part of his insides.

"w-wow, you really are r-rusty," he rasps.

wukong bares his fangs and shakes him once. "we wouldn't be doing this if you just left me and what's mine alone!"

macaque coughs. "is the poor baby g-gonna cry without his binkie? gods, you really are pathetic."

he's body-slammed back into the ground for his troubles. a small part of him is starting to think he's the masochist. wukong is just too fun to tease, he can't help it.

"you really do have a death wish, don't you?" wukong hisses from where he's straddled over macaque now. "why can't you just leave well-enough alone?" his eyes roam over macaque's face with something almost like franticness, traces of red and gold flashing in. "why can't you just," his jaw grits, "let me have this."

macaque spits a thick glob of blood at his face. it lands. he promptly wrenches his neck out of the way of a ground-cracking punch that flies in where his head had been just a second before. a manic grin splits his face.

"it's my eye, wukong, you freak. how 'bout you learn to leave me alone, huh? you were so good at it before!"

"what, like you left me alone?" wukong snaps right back.

macaque blinks, taken aback. the words replay, and then his heart starts to speed up. "i would if you just—just let me have my eye back in peace!"

wukong sneers, and then a vicious, sly grin tilts over his mouth. "i think you know that's not what i'm talking about."

no.

no way he remembers.

then, wukong's face is right in his, bruised and brilliant and beautiful.

"you stayed."

macaque's heart is thumping, so loud and fast that it's humiliating.

"you—" he grits out. "you were fucking drunk," he says in a scramble to save face. "and fucking—laid on me. you think you're made of feathers? boulders for brains—"

but wukong is still grinning, less vicious and more mischievous, like the cat who got the cream. agitation stabs at macaque.

"we wouldn't have been in that situation if you hadn't been drunk," and this time, it's his turn to grin, "off my blood. talk about wanting to be left alone."

red blooms over wukong's face as he snatches out of macaque's personal space, though the heat still radiates so thick and heavily between them.

"don't think that means anything coming from you, macaque," wukong hisses, hand going to press around his throat. "do i have to remind you who got drunk off of my blood first?"

an opening. macaque smirks. wukong is heavy over him, sure, but it can't stop him from shifting his hips upwards. wukong flinches.

"you forget, my king, exactly how delectable you are." one of his fangs shines in the sunlight above, and he runs his tongue over it while not missing the way wukong's eyes trace it at every step. he hedges his bets by lightly laying his aching hands over wukong's thighs on either side of his hips. "or... maybe you do remember. isn't it too easy to make you bleed these days?"

wukong yelps when, without warning, macaque digs his claws through his clothes and into his flesh. vice grips clutch his wrists and slam them back into the ground, and when macaque opens his eyes out of the startling pain, wukong's face is right in his. their harsh pants tangle. wukong's eyes are doing that thing again—roaming every part of his face, but... all macaque can do is stare at his mouth. he doesn't notice wukong freeing one of his hands until another roams over his chest.

he arches into the touch, moving their mouths that much closer, that much—almost—

and then something snaps. all weight is promptly gone from over his body. he heaves a breath, disoriented and searching in a frenzy.

wukong is standing feet away from him now, the necklace dangling in his clenched fist. he looks at it, then looks at macaque, who can't even out his breathing—and he isn't the only one.

still, that fucker has to have the last word, leering up and down at macaque's strewn form.

"you should probably take care of that." he gestures at the... problem in macaque's trousers.

heat and shame flood macaque's face, and he can't even get a word in before, there wukong goes, right over the horizon.

macaque collapses back into the destruction wukong caused by treating his body like a ragdoll. he can't even be upset about it. wukong is strong. no one knows that better than macaque. does he like being reminded of it?

stupid question.

he raises a shaky hand to look at it and sees stray gold dripping from his claws, down his fingers, palm, wrist... he's heated all over. he aches.

wukong has the eye... again. so now it's macaque's turn to chase. he can't be upset about that either, about this, the natural state of things. chasing wukong forever.

he can't even stop himself from licking his fingers clean, the taste thick and sweet on his tongue when his other hand shoves into his pants.

...

he awakens nude from the most fantastic sleep he's had in centuries—no nightmares, no restlessness, no insomnia, simply pure... bliss.

he goes from purring contentedly to wide-awake in less than a second. why is he naked. and why did he sleep so well. wukong never has a good sleep.

hand to his chest out of miserable habit, he flinches when he realizes two things: one, the pendant is gone. two, his skin is bare. his legs kick frantically, shoving off the blanket over his lap that definitely hadn't been there the last he remembered.

then, it all slams into him. in fact, the taste still lingers in his mouth.

macaque.

and that's the name he's panting too, when weeks later, he's back in isolation, paw plastered over his mouth as he tries to quell his frustrations with turns of fingers and fists.

he has the eye back now. so. now all he has to do is wait until the next time that asshole comes for it.

maybe then, he can come for wukong too.

[the-whispers-of-death]

*violent sobs heard from afar*

I hate how you've made serial killer! Stone get stuck in this cruel ass loop of vividly professing his love for Kali just so that he has something to hold onto forever but then he loses it and thus, isn't able to hold on to his memories of Kali which will eventually make him try and find even more scrap pieces of paper to have back the sense of normalcy he started finding in telling Kali's ghost how much he misses and still loves him which will eventually go on to inevitably repeat this cycle and he'll never be able to find permanent closure until he eventually ends up getting tired of this endless loop and let's himself get captured and put on death row for killing so many people and that's how they end up reuniting ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ

Also cuz I apparently seem to either be masochistic or hate myself can we have a little drabble of Kali's ghost following Stone around and reading everything he writes and desperately tries to communicate with him by the will of some divine entity only to be disappointed and let down and watching his beloved go through all this shit before he just runs out of energy to do it again

-🥀

TW: Allusions to suicide

Kali's ghost totally watches over Serial Killer!Stone, watches as he tries and tries to control his grief by doing his damndest to make sure no criminal kills an innocent and causes the innocent's family to suffer the same grief he's going through.

Kali's ghost follows him around and around the city, reaching out with his translucent hands to try and grab his baby's wrist. He settles in the "safe house" Stone has and reads all of the declarations of love his baby writes for him and he tries to reach out again, only for his hands to pass through Stone's because he's not solid.

He's not solid, no matter how hard he tries to be. He's not solid, he's not alive. His ghostly form is only on this mortal plane still because he and Stone refuse to let him rest, every line Stone writes anchors Kali's ghost in the mortal plane. But he can't help be happy that his baby still loves him. Stone still wishes he was alive and there and Kali wishes that too.

And when Stone has to leave behind the safe house and all of the papers anchoring Kali's ghost to the mortal plane, Kali fears this is it. He's going to disappear forever. But soon after, Stone settles down somewhere new and manages to find more scraps of paper, writing memories and declarations of love again. And again. And Kali's ghostly form stays on the mortal realm due to it, he stays right beside his baby, desperately trying to reach out to hold him only to pass right through him.

It's torture for the both of them, two of them trying desperately to regain what they lost. But they can't help themselves. Not when they're still on the same plane of existence.

Maybe Kali's ghost can get some rest finally when Stone ends up following him into death too. And maybe, just maybe, they reunite in the afterlife, against all odds, despite every crime Stone has committed.