„When you decide to die for the good of the universe, call me anytime“
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x reader, bxg, genshin impact, fairytail, the never king, my hero academia, ouran high school host club, jjk, creepypasta, smut, trigger warnings may apply, all characters are aged up when applicable
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I don’t know who needs to hear this but there is always a way to turn your fav character into a more disgusting immoral predatory version of themselves <3 never give up
Hey y'all, so sorry to drop here like this but my situation is a little bit bad here. I'm an artist from Persia, while my work and major is something completely different, due to war and the economical changes it brought (me and my family not getting paid for nearly two months and the health care prices rocketing) I'm opening very quick and emergency art commissions because this is the only way that I can currently support my 10 foster cats and dog.
Even if u can't order, sharing and reblogging goes a long way☆
💙Digital art examples below. The price is 15$ to 30$💙
And I do almost any fandom and anything(unless its problematic yk)
I'd have a very difficult time trying to change dollar to my own currency coz my country is completely cut off from world banking system, but this is my last chance at saving the kitties and myself.
Again, even if u can't order anything, sharing goes a long way♡ thank you
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I want everyone to know that this is a "my taste in men is a form of self harm" safe space!
Now that the unintended audience is gone...
Diabolik Lovers has had a chokehold on me since I found the anime pirated entirely on YouTube at the ripe age of "too young for this insane shit". I have not played the game, but I've done so much research and extensive reading that I know enough to understand how deranged it is for me to find ANY of the men from that god forsaken otome game attractive, much less "dateable".
With that being said, all day, all night. From the living room to the kitchen sink. No protection, no lube. In every position known to man, maybe even a few creative ones. The things I would do are things I am dissapointed in myself to admit. Because the way that Nosferatu is like "you must bounce on it"... Yeah, okay, consider the words heard. Consider it registered. I WILL be bouncing on it, thank you.
I have a lot and it ranges from smut to angst. Mostly ocxcc but there is ocxoc… I just want to know if there’s a want I might just post some any way. This won’t effect my xreaders but just to give you guys stuff when uni is getting hectic because I have a lot of saved drafts and even kinktober stuff 🥰 I’d love to share them with you all eventually.
Tw.18+,fem reader, dacryphilla, stalking, noncon, breeding, abuse of power, degradation, male manipulation,oral fixation, kidnapping if you squint aka Crimes against women tm
MINORS DNI!!!
His heart pounded as he watched you talking to another man. It’s been two weeks since you both broken up on his account. He thought at first you were a distraction, he couldn’t focus on his work with you around. His mind clouded with thoughts of you, and now it was worse.
At first he wanted to just stop this feeling, but how could he? It only stopped when he was with you and now his remedy was talking to some “random” at the Stadium.
He walks behind you listening to your conversation. As he pretends to shop around.
“I think you’ll fit in just fine, my dear!” The man smiled and took your hand delicately
“Well when do you leave?” You asked softly
“In four days, meet me at the Children of Echos and we’ll be on our way. It’s only a day's journey. You should be in the court of Fontaine by nightfall.” The man’s voice was cheerful.
Fontaine?! You were leaving for Fontaine?! Why!? He knew you weren’t from Natlan but to journey to Fontaine so soon? What could possibly be there…?
Suddenly he remembered when he took you to watch the stars and you smiled at him.
“You know? One day I’ll be a star; I’ll dance on a stage. You’ll come to all my shows, right?”
The sparkle in your eyes then making that small voice in his head grow, telling him to lock you away so that you could shine for only him. There was a price for his heart, for his love, one long over due for payment.
His mind wandered as you started out of the stadium. He quickly followed you as you walked through the valley, a small basket of groceries as you headed towards your camp. He quickly ran to catch up with you before taking your basket from your hand.
“Fontaine? You can’t just leave.” He asserted, a bit more demanding then he had hoped
“It’s not your choice to make. Now give me my stuff.” You roll your eyes almost setting him off
Kinich held the basket above his head in a childish attempt to prolong your encounter. So when you reach for the basket he grabs your waist pulling you close.
“Baby, listen to me.” He attempted to speak, but it was clear you weren’t listening to ‘nice’.
You lifted onto your tip-toes to reach his hand and he kept moving it from out of reach. He wasn’t that much taller than you, but he was faster. His eyes narrowed when you pressed your chest to his in an attempt to get your things.
He dropped the basket and quickly grabbed your face forcing you to look at him. His gloved fingers pressed tightly into your rosey cheeks. His topaz eyes narrowing at you to stop and finally listen to him as his other arm wraps around your waist making it so you couldn’t escape.
“Come home, I made a mistake. You can’t survive in Fontaine alone.” He said harshly
“Yes I-,”
“No. The fuck. You can’t.” He growls pulling you closer
“Kinich let me go,” You struggle against his bruising grasp
His hand quickly moves to your neck keeping you in place, “Archons above, you don’t listen. I said come home! What are you going to do huh?! Dance?,” he scoffs before softening his voice, “You know no one wants that. You have me, that’s all you need. I’ll make it so you know that. Just come home baby.” He purrs rubbing his otherhand up and down your side.
You wheeze, before he kisses you roughly. His lips were soft but still left bruising kisses. Hard, possessive kisses patterned your jaw and down your neck. His hand slipping from your neck to your thigh.
“See? I can be affectionate, just come home. Please I need you.” He begs before grazing his fang like canines across your neck.
“Kinich please let go, you’re hurting me.” You try to get through to him but he ignores your whimpers.
He picks you up and looks up at you. The swirl of emotions was unreadable as he seemed to weigh the pros and cons of just taking you. His ever rare smile graces you in a cute lopsided smirk that seemed all too sweet once. However, it didn’t make your stomach flutter, it sunk.
“At least let me take you home.” He says carefully
“I’m fine, please just put me down.” Your voice shaking as he walks you through the Valley.
Kinich seemed to ignore your soft pleads for freedom. The evening becoming dark soon as he walked you to a lone cave where you had hidden yourself. The cave had been your home the last week since you both had broken up. He almost felt bad for you, thinking this was better than just swallowing your pride and coming home.
He places you down on the ground, his gem like eyes watchful to your every move. He looked around and noticed some things he had given you.
“You still have those?” He queried about the rocks and such he had collected with you and Kachina one day.
“Of course I do… I loved you Kinich.” You look away and tear up.
“Then let me fix it, baby, I can fix you.” He says looking down at you on the ground.
The way you looked up at him made his stomach flutter. You had a lasting effect on his stoic manner, Kinich was not without his vices. His most addictive being you.
“You can’t just fix what you said! You told me you were bored of me, you said you didn’t want me anymore.” Your voice cracked into a whimper, making his eyes darken.
“I didn’t mean it, I was afraid I’d- you’re very important to me… if I lose you — if you leave me I’ll have nothing.” He said struggling to find the right words as he started walking to you until he was hovering over you.
His eyes watched the way your chest rose and fell, how you struggled to wipe your tears. Your blush grew as your nose and cheeks got red from how roughly you pushed and pulled to rid yourself of tears. He mattered so much to you. His eyes softened and he crouched to your level.
“I’m sorry.” He said his voice barely a whisper as he cupped your cheek.
You nuzzled into his touch, before pulling away narrowing your eyes. You have been manipulated before. You had been led on time and time before. Taken too many hollow apologies and soft sorrys to just merely forgive him.
“No- I don’t forgive you. You- you don’t mean that at all.” You denounce, looking over his face for a tell…
His smile fell and his eyes became void, “Just come home. I’m not playing this game with you anymore.” He said annoyed.
“You bastard! You did this! You pushed me away! You can't just-!“ You yell at him, attempting to pull yourself away from his overbearing grip.
He grabbed your hand roughly, “You misunderstand me, baby… I am sorry. I’ve always felt sorry for you.” He smirks standing and looking down at you.
“You-“
“I saved you from the Fatui! I gave you a home, friends, confidence,” Kinich broke his sentiment into a pause, leaving you desperately hanging on his words, “Love. I gave you everything you have now. You could never repay that, at least not as you are.” He grumbled in his usual tired tone.
You attempt to stand, trying to pull away only for him to grab you by the hair, forcing you back on your knees. His gaze made you feel small. His eyes lidded as he pushed your head to his clothed crotch.
You grit your teeth and try to pull away from his tight grip. You could feel how hard he was as he made you nuzzle his bulge.
“Can’t you just stay here? With me? I wanna see you cry those pretty tears. My sweet girl. No one else can have you, not until you repay me for all my kindness.” His lazy tone mocking you as he thrust against your face.
“Let me go!” You attempt to yell.
You hadn’t lashed out at him much before, he never really liked it. But this time he heard that familiar crack of fear tug its way out your pretty little throat. Your cute attempts to be scary amused him, he couldn’t help but chuckle. He revelled as his laugh made you misty eyed.
“Stop acting like you’re helpless; you can get out of this baby. You just don’t want to hurt me. Right? That’s why you’re crying? Because I’m going to use you just like everyone else? Silly little girl, still so naive.” He said looking you over.
You sat so pretty back on your knees, legs spread just the way you were taught. Just enough to grind yourself into the floor on command. Back arched and tears flooding your eyes, pleading and scared. He wondered how many times someone had you in this position before him for you to sit so pretty.
“You can’t survive without someone who can protect you. Aren’t I better than those bad men who used you? Must you fight me further? I know you need me too.” He said his voice scratching back a growl as he watched you start to squirm.
“Kinich- please let me go.” You begged with a sweet whimper as he narrowed his eyes.
He pulled out his cock unceremoniously, letting his heavy length push against your face. Stroking a bead of precum into your cheek, his face unimpressed by your defiance. You just won’t listen to reason.
The hand that was still in your hair jerked you roughly to keep you from moving. The other stroking himself on your delicate skin. Smacking your face with his sweaty cock in an attempt to make sure his scent never left your skin. He pushed the tip towards your pouty expression, and pushed against your lips. You resisted.
“I can just fuck you if that’s what you want? I’m sure you’re more then accustomed to being fucked without any form of lubricant. But it’s going to hurt, you already struggle to take me,” he threatened, admiring your full lips as you tenderly started to suck him off, “That’s what I thought.” He huffs, throwing his head to the side, watching you carefully.
“Why can’t you just come home, I don’t want to hurt you,” he brings his hand to his mouth.
Hissing and sighing out a groan before biting the tip of his gloved finger and pulling the glove off. Kinich quickly gathered your hair in his hand. He wanted to feel every bit of you from your skilled mouth to your soft hair.
“Just be mine” he begs, thrusting deeper into your mouth, making you gag.
The sound of you gagging and the way your pretty eyes rolled back, how your tongue stuck out pornographically and how tears fell down your cheeks. He fucked that precious look out of you, ignoring how you dug your nails into his hips, desperately clawing for air. His eyes half lidded as his eyebrows furrowed, pulling you back when he was close. Stroking out thick ribbons of cum onto your face, he watched mesmerized as it dripped slowly down into your mouth and onto your lap.
He kneels in front of you, cupping your face in his hands. Kissing you roughly as he revels in the taste of his cum on your tongue. You attempt to pull away, leading his grip to tighten, his nails digging into your tear stained cheeks. Pulling away in a huff he looks you over and pulls his knife off his belt cutting down your top exposing your chest. He sighed wistfully, his hand moving down to your hip and shakily back up to your waist.
“Beautiful. You’re so beautiful.” He whispered feeling his cock twitch as he watched your nipples harden from the chill of the night.
“Kinich please, I-I’ll go home please.” You begin to beg. Your voice caught in your throat when he snapped his eyes to look at you.
You were still crying.
Didn’t you know how much he loved when you cried? He kissed you softly, however as he wrapped his left hand around your neck like a vice. Roughly slamming you to the ground he watched emotionlessly as you whined and struggled, scratching at his wrist in a weak attempt to get him off. Still refusing to attack him with your full power.
That’s how he knew you still loved him. You wanted this. At any time you could use your vision, delusion, even summon your weapon. Yet you cried. He theorized you could be in shock, but you should be used to this. People turning on you. Or did you know just how much he loved you?
“K-Kinich.” You wheeze.
He snapped from his thoughts and pulled your panties to the side and slammed into you. Pushing graciously to the base, he had no remorse, or gentleness for you. In fact he smirks as he realizes your body still remembers his shape, perfectly squeezing as you instinctively spread your legs to accommodate him.
He watched as your eyes fluttered and your tits bounced. He nearly praised you for being so obedient, but he bit his tongue. Slamming into you again before dragging out slowly. Watching as he pulls out of your dripping cunt, sticky strings of your slick connecting you both.
He started getting faster, deep thrusts kissing your cervix as he started to get lost in the feeling of you. Releasing your throat he lifts your legs by the thighs as he fucks into you faster. Pulling lewd sounds out of your mouth and body as he made a mess of you.
Dirt and dust coated your hair as you bounced on his cock like a toy. Cum and drool drip from your face as you moan and whimper for him.
“Kinich please! Please,” you hiccup and cry, “I’m sorry, baby, please!” You apologize.
“Good girl, after this we’ll go home and I’ll take care of you. I’ll take such good care of you princess.” He grits, thrusting to the syllables of his words.
His thrusts slowly lose their rhythm as he gets closer. Chasing a high that threatens to overwhelm him, kissing you passionately as you cum around him. Pussy fluttering and squeezing each drop out of him. He fucks every last ribbon into you, determined to give you a reason to never leave.
“You’ll be mine forever.” He says biting your neck roughly as he ruts inside of you.
Slowly he pulls out and humps against your swollen clit before sitting up and looking you over. He stands only to pack himself away.
“Let’s get home.” He said picking you up princess style.
Slowly he gathered a few of your important items and carried you to the Scions of the Canopy while you slept. Luckily for him not many people were out tonight. They might ask questions.
Walking into your shared home Ajaw made himself known, “You did a number on her!”
“Shut up.”
“You should let me use your body to-“
“No.”
“But last time she-“
“No.”
You stirred and woke up at their petty argument. Kinich kissed your forehead taking you towards your shared bedroom. His heavy boots thudded against the wood floor.
“Kinich I don’t want this, please.” You whimpered your voice hoarse as you started to sob in fear.
“Yes you do. I’ll make sure you remember that. I’ll make sure you never leave me,” He smirks and nuzzles your face, kissing your tears, “Don’t be such a cry baby, I won't ignore you anymore. I promise princess, I’ll love you the way you deserve.” His voice dipped into a warning as he kicked the bedroom door closed.
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Reblogging again because I got an anon last week whining cause they did this to one of my unfinished series and the bot killed Y/N so now they want ME to give them a happy ending. Like. No. Suffer, bitch.
AI is the death of creativity. Anyone who does this to my stories and is stupid enough to brag about it will be blocked from ever reading my work again, AND I'll let everyone on tumblr know that you do this. We'll see how much fic you get to enjoy when every author blocks you forever.
Fic is a gift. I've said it before. Don't shit all over your lovingly handcrafted gifts, m'kay? This should be fucking obvious, but apparently for some of you it's not.
This is stealing if you didn’t know. And a real problem a lot of artists and writers are facing right now! Be good to your creators, instead of AI. Just encourage them, half the fics you love that go off to the farm upstate is because of lack of positive feedback and engagement! Please support Creators by Liking, Commenting, and following them not just on here but on any site creativity is found.
