#not that they consume all my waking thoughts

[latenightdaydreams]

Blacksmith!König x Farmers Wife Part 2 (fem)

Part 1

MDNI🔞

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>cw: fem/afab, cheating, p in v, oral

1.3k word count

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You wake up before the sun begins to rise. The first thing you do is rush to the bathroom to wash your body well; you want to smell fresh for König. Last night he consumed your dreams. Dreams of his hard, muscular body pressing up against yours as he drips sweat down on to you. The thought sends chills down your spine.

As you linger in front of the wardrobe dripping wet you grab your mauve red dress, the fanciest one you have. You dress quickly, spritzing yourself with the perfume you were gifted the day of your wedding; it’s remained on your vanity untouched all this time. With one last look in the mirror, you rush out the door to the stables.

The ride seems to pass by quicker than before, your mind wandering to unholy places helped consume that time. You turn down the familiar dirt path, riding up to the barn to dismount your horse. He’s not in the barn, so you turn towards his home instead. You climb the two steps to his front door, knocking softly.

König sits in his kitchen, sipping on a cup of coffee when he barely hears your knock. His eyes dart towards the door and step forward. Only wearing jeans, he opens the door to look down and see you. Your eyes drop to his chest before meeting his gaze again and smiling. The golden hue from the sun causes your eyes to shimmer and skin to glow. He stands there for a while, looking down at your cleavage then slowly back up to your eyes.

“What can I do for you, Schatz?”

The way he speaks sends a shiver down your spine; his wandering eyes don’t go unnoticed by you, causing you to blush. For a moment, you forget the reason you came here. All you can focus on is his sculpted body and shining blue eyes.

“I- I forgot my ax.”

“Ja?” König leans against his door frame, looking you up and down still. “Let’s go fetch it then.”

You step aside as he walks forward, closing the front door behind him, following him like a little puppy to the barn. His back muscles flex, almost putting you in a trance. He looks exactly like the drawing in books of Greek gods.

König pulls open the door of the barn, looking down to where he remembers you placing it. He bends down and grabs it, turning to face you now. You hold your hands out to grab it, but he doesn’t give it to you. Instead, he just lingers, gazing down at you as he steps forward. The smell of your floral perfume hits his nose as he stands only a few inches from you.

“You came all the way here, dressed in such a lovely dress…” König reaches out with one hand to rest it on your waist, “smelling of flowers, just as the sun comes up…for an ax?”

A small blush crosses your cheeks as he calls you out. His massive hand on your waist feels so warm and welcoming, making you crave the feeling of his arms wrapped around you. Only a jumble of words spills out, not able to think quickly on your feet while so flustered.

“You came back for more, ja?” König leans in closer. “You came back for me?”

Before you even answer he leans in and kisses you, carefully dropping the ax to the floor. With both hands he grips your hips and squeezes as he pulls you against his chest. His mouth opens, slipping his tongue past your lips. Your tongues swirl around one another’s, causing your pussy to tingle from excitement.

König lets his hands slip to your ass, squeezing as he lifts you up into his arms; you wrap your legs around his torso as he walks forward with you. He takes your lack of protest as consent for him to do what he’s about to. Knowing Michael, he can imagine just how desperate and touch starved you are. Such a low man with such a goddess of a wife.

As König walks you into his home, you kiss and bite on his neck and chest; the salty taste of his sweaty skin becomes addicting. You breathe in the intoxicating musk you got a sample of yesterday; you’ve been craving it ever since. His hands hold you tightly as he crosses the threshold into the bedroom. He gently tosses you on to the bed, his lips crash against yours while his hands travel underneath the hem of your skirt.

In his hands he bunches up the fabric, slipping his fingers between your legs. You’re already soaked, causing König to let out a pleased hum. “God, I want you.” He whispers as he pulls away and lowering his head between your legs. The sweet smell of your arousal consumes him as he kisses your pussy.

He licks his lips, tasting you before leaning back in and completely burying his face in your cunt. His long, fat tongue finds your tight pussy, pressing himself in and wiggling his tongue as his hands part your thighs. You look down as you pull your fabric back more, watching as he eats you up like a starved man.

König swipes his tongue up, flicking over your clit before taking your small bud into his mouth and sucking. This causes your abdomen to tense, you cry out, begging him to not stop. He can’t stop, your pussy is like a delicacy and he’s just only begun.

“K- König…god…”

He shakes his head back and forth, his fingers digging into your supple thighs even more as your moans become loud pleas for your ever approaching release. Your thighs press against his head, bucking your hips up against his tongue as you cry out for König. If he tries to breathe, all he gets is a strong and overwhelming smell of you; it’s perfect.

König doesn’t stop as your legs slowly relax. He looks up to watch you untie the corset of your dress, exposing your beautiful breasts to him. With one hand he moves up to pinch your perky nipple, tugging on it slightly as his tongue laps between your folds.

“I want your cock.” You beg loudly. “I want you to fuck me.”

“Gladly.” He growls as he pulls back.

König stands, his eyes glued to your breasts as he undoes his belt buckle and pulls down his pants. His heavy cock springs free from the restraints of his pants, the tip leaking; desperate to feel your tiny cunt. Without even slipping out of your dress, he grabs your thighs and pulls you towards the edge of the bed. He looks down, watching as he lines the head of his cock with you.

“Mein Gott.” König moans as he watches your tight pussy swallow his massive cock. “Look at you, taking all of me.”

He pulls back and slowly pushes back in, his slow motion almost a tease for you. All you want is to be destroyed by him; bruises, bites, and all. “Please, fuck me harder.” You beg, your tone of voice almost pathetic.

By the time you stroll back towards the farm, the sun has begun to set. The whole journey back, you sniff your dress and enjoy the lingering scent of him on you. You can’t help but to smile and act giddy as you recall the events of today. Hours in bed with König as he took his time to learn every inch of your body; you’ve never experienced that type of love making before. Even when it was rough, he was still careful with you.

You stable the horse and walk towards your house. Michael sits on the porch drinking a beer as usual, with an unpleasant look on his ugly mug. His eyes travel over your dress. You never wear it, so why today?

“Where the fuck have you been?” Michael shouts as you get closer.

You say nothing, already annoyed that this is the man you’re forced to return home to after experiencing König. Instead, you drop the ax at his feet and walk past him into the house. Offering him no explanation. He looks down at the ax stunned. Did you…no. You wouldn’t, right?

[reredram]

Finally got some spare time to pull out an idea to life that was tumbling around my mind for 10 months

(Reposts are greatly appreciated!)

Basically I've heard Terrible Things by AXIE(wish I could attach it here but tumblr being a bitch again), and got a thought about Saint that killed Sliver on accident and actually regrets it, not being able to fix it and he gets stuck in never ending, repeating cycle, when each time InSaint tries to ascend himself in desperate attempt to end the suffering, he comes back to the moment where he stands above corpse of his creator.

InSaint attepmted to ask help from other iterators, both all of them and separate, but each time it ended up as a manhunt, where iterators spent all their last resources to kill this green beast. Nothing worked, so he grew insane hatered towards iterator kind, proceeding to ascend them all out of spite few dosen times.

As he understands that this won't help to return Sliver of Straw, he dwells down into The Void, reaching out Rubicon, but even this place is soaked with hatred towards him, as every entity is hostile to him. As he tries to use acention to protect himself, he slowly turns into monstrouos echo, and only escape is to ascend himself, returning back at where he started.

Trivia!

Voice claim and whole vibe of his is Terrible Things by AXIE, he's so Springtrap lmao

He has carnivorous teeth and claws, but his body is still not used to meat, that he sometimes forced to consume. Usually after this, when he wakes up he feels starved, since meat didn't digested right

He can use ascention powers freely on surface, but usualy abstains to do so, counting it as a curse, not a salvation. In Void though, he can use it only 5 times before he turns into an Echo

Due constant messing with the cycle, his timeline is fucked. Cycles are shorter(slightly bigger than Rivulet's), snowstorms are harsher, and due his constant killing rampage of InSaint, wildlife evolved to be extremely dangerous

His tail is broken in 2 places, and healed up being crooked. Ouch

And, as a bonus, amv-like shots of one particular moment from Terrible Things. I've planed to do it, I have it all scripted from start to end, endlessly rotating in my head while I'm listening this song on repeat, but I don't have enough concentration to do such big project.

[ochablooms]

hey. hey kid. yeah, you. come closer.

(opens trenchcoat) would you like some takeritsu in these times of need?

[murderandcoffee]

love that michael becomes helen and all I can think is “omg congrats on the transition” love that fuckin. transgendoor representation

[gaywerewolfsimp]

Andreil

[pinksilvace]

ROTATING HIM IN MY HEAD AT AN ACCELERATING VELOCITY

[glowsticcc]

no self deprecation allowed >:(

[skimperish]

i had to doodle these you have to understand it was very important

all of these are from @poisonchoclate’s headcanon post here :D go check it out if you’re interested <3

[ psst i have requests here now if you want to req something ]

[fcthots]

hear me out- jason just laying back, arms behind his head as he watches u ride him,,,

NO ANON BC UR SO FUCKING RIGHT

Jason fully laying back, arms behind his head, just enjoying the show. You’ve been at it for a while now and he can’t take the grin off his face. “Good girl. Yeah, work for it, baby. So pretty f’me. Yeah. Just like that.” The longer you do it, the less he can control his moans and those only egg you on.

You get tired and start slowing down? He can’t be having that. “Ah ah ah. Faster, baby. Don’t stop. There you go. You like that? You like doing this for me, don’t you? Yeah. Such a good job f’me, baby.”

He will make ENDLESS comments about how much he loves the view. He probably says the word “pretty” about 999 times, with some “gorgeous” and “immaculate” sprinkled in.

(Also if you get tired, he WILL grab your hips and bounce you himself while teasing you. “Tired already, love? Or is this what you wanted all along? Just wanted to take it, huh? Well now you’re gonna take everything I give you. Yeah, just like that. Take it like a good girl.”)

[cobaltfluff]

one last night

[kacievvbbbb]

I like to think that on some level Shanks is just a little upset (Beckman knows the truth; that he is deeply, simmeringly, furious) at the unfairness and hypocrisy that is Mihawk still wanting to fight Zoro.

That he still thinks Zoro’s going to be his greatest challenger- the one to usurp his throne, that even though he’s down an eye, even though they are both “lacking”. Zoro is somehow still worthy of Mihawk’s attention when Shanks has been judged and found wanting.

Shanks lost an arm, and they still can’t talk about it, and Mihawk still won’t fight him, but he’ll fight Zoro. Trained Zoro. And he knows it’s not the same, he doesn’t even want the title, doesn’t want to be Mihawk’s “destiny”. He knows that he’s being childish but Mihawk started it and it’s not fair.

[messrsrobyn]

mary shelley really popped off when she said "how strange is that clinging love we have of life even in the excess of misery" i think about this daily.

[goldensunset]

i just want to feel something... no matter what khml does i hope it rattles me to my bones. kills me clean in one shot. makes me claw at my skin and pace around in my enclosure. i hope all the lore of the entire kh mythos comes into play and comes and crushes us all at once like an avalanche. i need to be hurt. i need to be excited. i need the feeling to replicate both the khux and khdr finales. i need to have been right about everything yet also so wrong about everything. i need to want to eat someone. i can be trusted with a silly mobile game square enix don't worry at all it's ok to release it now

[fisticuffsatapplebees]

Jonathan Sims is Theseus' Ship

Jonathan Sims is Theseus' Ship. He's a question on how many pieces of someone can be carved out before there fundamentally different. A question of how many of those pieces can be replaced by something other, something he never asked for until he's not him anymore. At what point, in the slow, seasons-long degradation of himself does Jon give way to The Archivist? And by season 5, there is a very real threat that, by saving everything, Jon might tear all those new pieces out. That, in breaking wood and banished Eyes, the ship would be so full of holes that, no more question, it will sink.

[thekingofspin]

it took me finally watching classic who to get properly exited about the scene at the end of death in heaven where the Brigadier as a cyberman saves Kate from falling out the plane.

when I first watched it I didn't really know who the brigadier was so I didn't really care and now I actually jumped out of my seat and screamed I was so happy

[dontdreamonme]

entity who is born of humanity's worst traits and devotes his existence to hate and kill for eternity vs entity forged in the darkest pits of the world learning how to live and is filled with love for just some guy