#town pound

[slvtmeout]

Why can’t one of my fictional men spawn in my room and fuck me senseless feed me with their cum make me gasp for air pound me vertically horizontally idc I need them on me in me under me fucking however they want ankles behind ears type of fucking big bulge on my belly from their cocks type of fucking yk thank you bye pound my pussy please

[klauw22]

little lore/fic/x reader stuff under cut bcs im insane abt mummy vencha,,,

Sloane Cameron, once a young devotee to the kings and queens of the land has been chosen to be sealed alive in the royal temple in order to guard the graves and riches of the dead. Unbeknownst to them, the scripture painted onto their limbs and back were not for protection or luck in the afterlife like they've been told, but rather curses and spells binding their soul onto the thin thread which laid between the two realms, dividing the living from the dead. That is where their soul was now bound to wander until eternity, losing their grip on mortality yet unable to pass on like the rest.

With time their flesh rotted away leaving nothing but a husk of sand and bones. Before sealing, their sight was blinded as they weren't worthy of looking onto the royals that rested within these tombs, not even in death, and to ensure that Sloane wouldn't try to escape.

For centuries the guardian remained asleep in their designated chamber. That was until now. Until you and your crew of explorers too curious for your own good uncovered the entrance to the temple, awakening the guardian from their peaceful slumber in the process.

The guardian now awake had one goal in mind.

With a torch in hand you scanned the golden walls upon entering, lightly tracing your fingers along the carved paintings. Sand and dust coating your fingertips. For a moment you swore you could feel another presence there with you. Another pair of eyes watching, lingering on you while your crew stayed behind. The room suddenly felt cooler, as if a draft of cold air passed through you making a shiver run up your spine. This spooked you even further but you were determined to continue onward.

Its probably just my imagination you tried to comfort yourself as you stepped deeper.

[tra1nchi]

Hi, haven't played Bloodborne n don't really remember the lore but hear me out

So, the reader whom is a big ass monster in Yharnam, the hunter REALLY needs to pass through him cuz he can't fight him (reader is asleep btw). Tries to be sneaky and shit but fails when he was bout to reach the exit, reader wakes up and fucks hunter silly cuz he woke him from his beauty sleep and cuz reader hasn't got any action recently :3

MINORS DNI!! top beast male reader,,Monsterfucking,,size diff,,blood,,

You had forgotten everything from when you were human,,stuck in the endless loop of the thirst of blood,,you were bigger then most beasts,,was it from the amount of blood you used to take as a human? You never knew,,

The one human trait you held onto however was the urge to indulge in intimacy,,but every human that would come into contact with you would never satisfy you,, they would either try to kill you, run away or the craziest would try to worship you like you were a great one,, all three types would end up with you killing them,,

The good hunter was one that would manage to survive you,,He ran out of blood vials quickly in his descent into your cave,,all the bodies he searched held nothing but bullets,, no blood vials in sight

He could hear your breathing as he grew closer to the main part of the cave,,he knew he needed to get past you to access the passage way that you lay infromt of,,Instead of risking a fight that he would surely loose,,he relented to sneaking behind your slumbering form,,

He managed to get surprisingly far,, so close to the other opening of the cage before he felt your claws on the back of his jacket,,he didn't know how he didn't hear you getting up!! He fully expected you to just bite his head off and he would return to the dream,,

But you didn't,,you shoved his puny body underneath yourself,,he vould feel your heavy breaths on the back of his head,,your claws ripping his heavy clothing in the process of keeping his squirming body down,,

He thought you would give him a slow and painful death,, typical,,but he felt something against his thigh,,his cheeks flushed under the cloth of his mask,,he had never encountered a beast that would rather fuck then kill,,but he wasn't opposed to it,,maybe you were both very pent up

Fucking him so deeply that he couldn't help but let out squealish moans,, your giant claws holding his small waist as your cock hits far inside of him,, practically reaching his guts >□<

Biting down on his neck and drawing blood,,licking it up like you were addicted to the substance,,and soon enough addicted to him,,addicted to how the small human toon you so well,,breaking down the hunter into a simple fuck doll for you,,

He enjoys it throughly,,his own cock pathetically leaking cum from how many orgasms he had gone though,,every thrust you made inside made him feel like he was going to exllode with each one!!

[dicttheo]

finally saw the "my marriages were so crappy I spent all my time with you" episode and Wilson, buddy, that was not that comeback you thought that was. That was gay

[shalomniscient]

maybe hot take but i do think it’s entirely possible to romance arlecchino even if you didn’t know her before clervie died, it’ll just take a really, really long time. the slow burn of the century, even. obviously there are things you have to be, like an ally to the house and a fatui member, but beyond that it’s really just a waiting game. it’s the progression from colleague to ally to trusted confidant before she would consider even looking at you platonically. and then maybe years of being just friends, at least to her, before she realises that maybe what she feels for you at this point goes beyond the bounds of friendship.

of course, when she realises this, she vanishes off the face of teyvat for a good month or so to go on a nice emotional crisis bender. maybe she even deploys you to some other corner of the continent to very pointedly avoid your presence because uh oh, feelings, and she has 0 clue what to do. sucks to be her, though, because she is also very pointedly miserable without your company. not in super obvious way—it’s arlecchino—but her kids and subordinates will notice that she’s slightly… off. always looking to her side where you’re supposed to be, but aren’t. it takes her a while and maybe a trip to that old broken arena, looking out at the vast sea before she finally reconciles her feelings with herself.

she loves you. not the same way she loved clervie, never the same way—but she loves you.

when she calls you back to her side she most certainly does not breathe a word of this to you. and it’ll take her even more time to do that step, carefully assessing your every action and reaction. she asks the children about you more, and they share knowing glances. your likes, dislikes. hobbies and even guilty pleasures. she almost unconsciously starts to court you, but plays it off as fortunate coincidences.

the director of this new play at the epiclese happened to give me two tickets for free. care to join me?

there’s a new item on the menu at hotel debord. i intend to try it; i believe some of the children may enjoy such things. however, a second opinion would also be valuable. shall we?

(the fact that the play is a romance one and the menu item is a couples’ special is a fact she conveniently avoids bringing up.)

i imagine she’d confess eventually in a surprisingly casual way. maybe you’re both standing on the shore, watching the sunset. the both of you talk about unimportant things, but it’s only with you that arlecchino wants to indulge in these unimportant things, if only to hear the sound of your voice. she’d say the words under the light of the pale moon, always having been more comfortable under the silver light than that of the sun’s. she won’t say the words outright, no i-love-yous, but something just enough.

you are valuable to me, she’ll say, watching the waves roll, as if simply stating another unimportant thing. but her body betrays her, the subtle tense of her shoulders and the way her fingers twitch by her sides. you are not expendable.

it’s fine, though, because you’ve known her long enough to know what she means. and when she finally kisses you for the first time it’s with the slightest hint of hesitance and uncertainty, but there is a sincerity in her that you could not deny if you tried. that night you walk back to the house with your arm looped in hers, and as she watches you watch the world she thinks she could never go back to the one she had before you.

[septicsoldier13]

I need domestic, no sadness, non-Deadpool and Wolverine associated X-Men Origins Poolverine fanfics like I need blood in my veins 😫

@flash-bastardd is working on some but I need more 😩

[guiltystarchild]

The voices.... THE VOICES! I need them to wombo combo NOW!

[dipperscavern]

millions must know what you’re currently cooking in the drafts…

HEARD!

jon snow & cockwarming

jon snow & a fellow nights watch reader breaking the nights watch no kissy oorah rule (curtesy of spirit airlines anon)

jon during his wife’s pregnancy/taking care of his child after it’s born

a jon snow fic (no i will not be elaborating) 🧏‍♀️🧏‍♀️ (curtesy of aristotle anon)

thoughts on how the stark men would eat you out [posted]

how i think cregan would be on your wedding night as he takes your maidenhood

flirting with cregan stark

deepthroating cregan stark (curtesy of cheeky anon)

cregan stark eating you out in the godswood/under the weirwood tree

cregan stark cockwarming (curtesy of reverse elsa anon)

enough father cregan stark thoughts to make the labrant family’s breeding kink look tame

i’ll expand on specifics w the father cregan stark thoughts because i’m soooooo kind and generous and merciful. consider these your winter rations

cregan being there for you during the birth/helping you through it (curtesy of reverse elsa anon) [posted]

how he’d react to you interacting with rickon, his one year old son from his late wife (curtesy of witchy anon)

just father cregan thoughts all around. raising them, training them, telling them stories of the north, playing with them etc (same ask as cregan being there during the birth. reverse elsa anon was having thoughts) [same first link]

a lord or lady visiting winterfell & seeing the wolf pack you and cregan have

some will probably be out tongiht during thought sharing time & others will take longer because of my long ass response LOL

[ermalilee]

Stop posting such beautiful, hot, horny Deadpool x Wolverine fanart bc it’s making me wanna write power bottom Wolverine in heat getting his hole obliterated by Deadpool 😭😭😭😭😭😭

Me in my mind every time I see some hot fanart based off the Honda Odyssey Poolverine scene:

[chrissolosa]

Who do he think he is ?

why he acting like that ?

Why don’t I have his number?

Why is he not in my bed rn?

Why is he not pounding me out rn ?

[lord-alex12]

England was a mistake

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

head cannon that karl is part lycan so he likes eating raw meat and also another head cannon that ethan stopped eating meat after the events of re7 so ethan is living with some feral man who brings dead animals to his doorstep to try and woo him

(it does not work)

[bbydeathclaw]

your permanently fixed scowl and grumpy little glare have bewitched me body and soul

[redz0nez9]

I NEED A RIDE 2 POUND TOWN PLZ CHRIS??!!

[themushroomofdeath]

HOP IN BOYS, ITS THE POLAR TRUCK.

[brucelinas]

happy Valentine’s Day to them <3