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he's working hard!
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Pairing: Scott Summers/Reader

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TW: SMUUUT 🗣️, Grimmy gets pretty rough, a little bit of degradation, breeding, the works :D
Grimmjow couldn't stand you.
That’s a large, red, hood 😳
long time no jasey toddie 🫦❤️🔥🏍️
˗ˋˏ 𝟐𝐕𝟖 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐎 𝐅𝐔𝐍! ˎˊ-
pairing: ghostface & pyramid head x reader tags: threesome, spit roasting, degradation a/n: in light of 2v8 ending, here's a small blurb for the dbd fans :3
"Don't you think it's funny?" Says Danny's distorted voice under his mask.
You look up at him from your position with teary eyes, your only answer being a choked hum, as your mouth is currently occupied by his cock thrusting deep into your throat. "How the rest of your teammates are working hard to get out of here- mhmf," a low whine escapes his throat, "and all you're doin' is getting fucked by the killers?"
You roll your eyes, breathing deep with your nose and letting him reach impossibly deeper into your mouth.
He chuckles, then adds. "Well, maybe you're working hard too, the only reason we don't go out there and kill everybody is because of that tight pussy and cute little mouth."
Behind you is Pyramid Head, holding the sides of your hips with an iron grasp and splitting your pussy open with his monster cock. Your pussy flutters everytime his hips tilt against your asscheeks and hits that sweet spot inside of you. If it wasn't for these two holding you, you would've collapsed from the overstimulation already.
You had Ghostface's cock gagging you and Pyramid Head's cock fucking you from behind inside the killer shack. Your teammates were outside repairing the insane amount of generators, probably confused because no one is trying to kill them, while you were enjoying yourself with the ones supposed to slash them up.
You couldn't care less, though. Not when you were experiencing hot-white pleasure from being filled in both holes at the same time. Your cervix is being bullied by the tip of Pyramid's cock and your mind is being mashed into nothing but a moaning mess with Ghostface's words.
"Such a good girl for us, don't you think?" Danny speaks directly to Pyramid Head, holding your hair in his gloved hand and yanking you off him. You take the opportunity to take a deep breath. You're a mess, spit and tears wetting your face and dripping on the old wooden floor.
Pyramid doesn't answer, obviously, he just continues pounding your pussy and enjoying the wet sound it makes. Ghostface tsks.
"Are you a good girl, baby?" This time he adresses you. You can feel his intense stare behind the pitch black holes from his mask.
You nod, whimpering a hoarse 'Yes'.
He lets out a dark chuckle. "Oh-hoho, no, babygirl," Danny shakes his head, petting your chin like you would pet a dog. "Good girls don't get fucked by monsters, do they?"
Your hair gets pulled hard and you whimper. Danny takes the hunting knife next to him and caresses your wet cheek with the sharp tip. The cool metal mixed with the sudden fear alert shooting from your brain and the sharp pleasure from Pyramid behind you gives you gooseebumps.
"Answer," demands the man in front of you.
You shake your head.
"Exactly, that's what sluts do..." He drops the knife and grabs his cock by the base, starting to pump his gloved fist up and down in front of your mouth. The sight so tempting you just want to taste him again all over your tongue.
"Are you a slut, baby? Are you our slut?" Distorted grunts and whines escape from Danny's voice modulator.
And as he asks you such deliciously degrading question, Pyramid's pace starts to increase and become more erratic, hitting your g-spot nonstop with such agression that tears start forming at the corners of your pretty eyes.
"F-Fuck, yes, yesyesyes, I'm your slut- oh my God don't stop!"
Everything is too much. You don't recall what happens exactly after you cum all over Pyramid Head's cock and Danny bursts his warm seed all over your face. But you can faintly hear Dwight's voice somewhere near you mumbling "What the fuck..." and then screams of horror.
As you close your eyes on the hard floor of the killer shack, Pyramid Head grabs an old blanket laying around and covers your naked body. For a serial killer and an otherwordly monster, they are kind with you during aftercare.
KINKTOBER 3RD — monsterfucking pyramid head!könig catching you in your nurse costume in an alley as you're on your way to a party. cw — monsterfucking, dub-con, breeding
you should've known better than to walk on the abandoned side of town. the side no one wandered anymore because of the rumors and stories of a monster so heinous, most people never stepped foot outside again.
but it's halloween night, and you're late for a party that you'd finally managed to get an invite for. scantily clad in a sexy nurse costume and your white heels, you took your chance despite the slim odds.
however, you'd come to regret that decision very soon, the second you step cross the threshold, actually. with a grimace, you plug your nose to rid yourself of the foul smell that lingers in the air, and you don't think it's just abandoned garbage.
no big deal, though. you can handle a bad smell as long as you make it to the party on time, and you have perfume in your purse that you can reapply if the stench sticks to your skin and clothes.
so you walk on in your tiny costume and tall heels, the click echoing off the alleyway walls you decided to duck down.
you had been in this part of town when you were younger, way before it had become what it is now. desolate, disgusting, and abandoned. it brought you bitter nostalgia to walk through the buildings again, but now wasn't the time to reminisce on old times.
because a sound from across the alley reaches your ears, bouncing off the brick that doesn't absorb the waves. it's a gross sound, one that sends sickness to your stomach as you listen to the squelching and slick.
you found the reason people don't make it out if here.
some odd hundred or so feet away, behind shadows and rusting dumpsters, you can spot a silhouette.
and it's massive.
your heart stops in your chest and your steps stutters. unfortunately, the clacking of your heels seems to draw its attention. the squelching comes to a stop, leaving the air bitter with an awkward, and somehow, loud silence.
könig was feasting on his latest prey when his attention was brought elsewhere. a sickly sweet scent that stuck out from the stench of the alley, his domain.
and he'd be lying if he said his cock didn't chub up at the thought of a pretty thing in his area to ravage.
your scared little face as his silhouette rose to his face send the blood rushing south under his butcher's smock. the harsh outline of the pyramid atop his skull making its slow turn towards you in a way so menacing, your feet are frozen. stuck, like you're in cement.
you're completely, utterly fucked. even if you managed to kick off your heels, no way could you outrun this behemoth of a monster in his territory that he surely knew like the back of his hand.
but like a foolish, little human, you tried. your exhausted breaths after running a few blocks down, and the soft clink with the metal of your purse didn't nothing to help you conceal your position.
after all, his massive, brutish silhouette appeared in front of you when you turned the corner. bumping into his firm chest, you stumbled backwards before he grabbed hold of you.
a pretty, little thing you. something he could use, and keep around.
könig was lonely, no doubt. no one ever came to visit, he had no one to cherish. at least in the way his monsterous self wants to.
debauched and filthy to the bone. he wanted to tear you into little pieces and satisfy his deepest cravings, his sweet tooth.
you struggled against his firm grasp, but with his size, it was completely and utterly useless. he could lift you with a single hand, without struggle, and haul you around like a little rag doll.
a mere toy to satisfy that burning ache between his thighs. it's not his fault your nurse dress is so short, and your legs so appetizing.
it's not his fault the material torn so easily, and your strength weak in comparison to his thick muscles, corded and strong. he barely felt a budge as you tried to fight him off.
silly little girl. he was going to have his gun with you.
now clad only in that white bra and lacy panties, a growl echoed past his lips, grunting at your squeak. the warmth of your skin only made his want worse, his craving.
he pushed his bloodstained smock aside, his thick, heavy cock red and hard. veined with infection of whatever plague he carried and unkempt.
a whimper fell from your lips at the sight, cheeks flushing with the thought of that fitting inside your tight cunt. you think you'd die trying, and that isn't your ideal way to go.
his heavy breaths echoed within his pyramid, his chest rising and falling as he stared and studied you in his big hands.
he seemed to be...examining until he brought you down towards his cock, lining up with your tight entrance. your fight had diminished, seemingly useless because you couldn't budge an inch from his firm grip.
könig wasn't concerned about you when he speared his cock into your pussy, nearly splitting you in half as he forced his way inside. down to the base, it burned and ached, and you could already feel the slick of blood begin to drip from between your thighs.
you cried out, and he wilted. he had that much of a consciousness to not like that sound, but his hips rocked forward, using your body as if it were merely a doll.
a purr rumbled in his chest, head thrown back as his ruts into your pussy speed up. god, you felt so good and warm, unlike anything he's ever indulged in.
your tiny hands grasped at his around your waist as he shoved you down on his throbbing cock, yearning to fill you full of his sticky seed. mark you with his scent and keep you like a pet. a good little human he can keep full, maybe even give a litter to.
his fingers dug into your skin at the thought, the sound of skin slapping speeding up as he builds a faster pace. he's close.
so close to what he wants, this craving that's almost satisfied as he pounds his cock into your cunt. whines mindlessly falling from his lips until he spills his seed, warmth coating your walls and dripping from your entrance.
too tired to move, too tired to protest as he drags you back to his den. you think it's over, now he's satisfied his base urges, he'll kill and devour you, ravage your body.
maybe that's what he'll do, eventually, but for now, he chooses to fuck your body until he's gotten his fill.
unfortunately, you're added as another statistic. another person to have gone missing when wandering into the wrong side of town, and you can't tell whether or not you're mad about it.
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"good girl," könig coos, his voice thick with praise as he watches your drool-slick lips struggle to form words. your thighs tremble around his waist, his cock so deep it feels like he’s rearranging your guts with every brutal thrust. "so full, huh? can’t even think straight with me stuffing you like this."
your answer is a broken, high-pitched whine, your fingers scrambling for purchase on his sweat-slicked chest. he’s huge—stretching you obscenely, the thick drag of him punching out little gasps and moans you didn’t even know you could make.
"shhh, i know," he murmurs, leaning down to lick a stripe up your throat. "just take it. gonna fill you up so good, make sure you remember who owns this pretty cunt."
your brain whites out when his hips snap forward, the wet slap of skin echoing in the room. könig groans, his hand fisting in your hair to tilt your head back. "look at you—fuck, made for this. made to take my cock, my cum. gonna breed you so deep you’ll feel it for days."
you babble something incoherent, tears pricking your eyes as he fucks you through the oversensitivity. his thumb swipes over your bottom lip, smearing spit. "such a dumb little thing now, aren’t you? just a hole for me to use."
he’s not wrong. your thoughts are liquid, your body his to ruin. and when he finally spills inside you with a guttural groan, his teeth sinking into your shoulder, you can only sob—overwhelmed, owned, perfectly fucked stupid.
"that’s it," he purrs, nuzzling your hair as his cock twitches inside you. "good girl."
arguing to fucking - mean!könig
warnings ; german joke, german language, slight dubcon, hair pulling, 18+, smut, slight breeding kink, hyperspermia
it had started with a stupid comment about his nationality. you both were arguing about american foods, about how könig thought this place had no culture of its own, and much— much more. he thought it was funny, but even though you had your own problems with your country, it didn’t mean you liked lies and propaganda to be spread. ESPECIALLY about the culture.
“yeah? well you’re fucking german!”
you didn’t even register what you said, just said the first thing on your tongue. könig made it a point the moment you two started dating that he was austrian. not german.
two separate things. and he genuinely takes offense to it, even if the language is the same. he turned to you, stone wall of a body moving in one quick step, neck tilted like he didn’t quite hear you right, “say that again?”
he made you pay for your insolence, grabbing you by the hair— balling it up in his fist to drag you over to the kitchen table. not enough to cause extreme pain, but enough to tug at your roots, urging your feet to follow.
“wieder?” könig had you bent over the table, elbow digging into the middle of your back as he kept that same grip on your hair. his voice was steady, low and vibrating in your ears.
“didn’t mean it like that…” you tried to whimper out, legs kicking the table, wanting to get out from under him— but the wetness gathering in your panties said otherwise. it was like he could smell it leaking out of you, groping at your puffy pussy with a rough hand, giving it a good squeeze before gathering his fist in the hem of your pants. he pulled them down in one quick pull, letting the tight material bunch up at your thighs— keeping them together.
könig pulled the thin fabric of your panties down, putting your pussy and ass on full display.
“sollte dich immer so haben” he spoke through gritted teeth and jutted his elbow into your spine, a warning, a command not to move from this position. in the dead silence of your shared house, you could hear the metal clicking of könig’s belt, shivers running through your body when you heard the sound of it being whipped out of his belt loops. “Du lernst es einfach nie, oder?”
“Ihnen beibringen, woher Ihre Kinder kommen werden” the tip of his cock forced itself past your tight folds, struggling to fit into the awkward position— wishing to just spread your legs. “Vielleicht hörst du dann zu.”
“I don’t even know what you’re saying!” you cried out in genuine confusion, choking up as könig reached your cervix, threatening to go further if given the room.
“mein armes Mädchen” he was breathless as he bottomed out, thickly calloused hands coming to rest on your hips— using them as an anchor. “Du wirst nicht mehr so viel weinen, wenn ich fertig bin.”
he dragged his cock back, making you feel every curve and vein against your slick walls, hissing when your warmth refused to let him move. “Scheiße, Mädchen” your pussy looked absolutely divine from the back, clinging to him, both holes fluttering from the intrusion.
there was no sympathy for your poor pussy. he immediately started drilling into you, rocking your body against the table, making the legs squeak on the floor. all you could do was press your lips together and take deep breaths, suppressing your moans. könig always hurt a bit when he got carried away. he didn’t even care when he pulled your first orgasm, simply fucking around your pitiful liquid— nothing compared to his thick cum.
he spread his legs wider, pulling you back to meet him halfway, finally giving up with the position— you were too fucking short for it. könig wrapped one thick forearm around your abdomen, lifting you up higher onto the table, keeping your ass up and face smooshed to the wood. “com’on baby, talk to me”
“c-can’t take it anymor-” a harsh slap to your ass made you cry out instead of finishing your sentence, feeling his hand immediately grab at the flesh, pulling your cheeks apart, thumbing dangerously close to your other hole. “in deutsch, stupid girl”
“ja, herr” you mumbled out, speaking in the only german words you could remember. eyes starting to close as könig continued his assault on your pussy, making it and the back of your thighs turn all red. when he did finally cum, you could feel it fill your womb, oozing around his cock and dribbling down your pussy— no doubt already taking. sure to be round with his kids soon. his austrian kids.
just a little funny smutty blurb thing idk :b came to me while i was at the ethel cain concert !! actual convo i had w my german friend once just not the uh pure smut
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distracting toji while he's on the phone...♡ (rough!toji x sweet!fem reader)
tojis halfway through a phone call when you climb onto the couch beside him, immediately curling into his side while he keeps talking, one arm stretched across the back of the cushions behind you and his phone pressed to his ear.
its something about money, something about work, something thats got his brows pulled together while he listens with that oh so familiar rough expression.
"yeah, I heard you," he mutters "then tell 'im I aint payin extra."
meanwhile, youre completely occupied with him.
your fingers find the side of his hair first, gently combing through the shorter strands near his temple while your cheek rests against his shoulder. toji keeps listening while you continue absent mindedly playing with him. your hand drifts lower, tracing the line of his jaw before finding his collar, smoothing it down and then fiddling with it again for no reason other than you just felt like touching it.
"because that aint what we agreed on." he says into the phone, voice steady despite the fact youve now moved on to his hands.
you turn one of them over in your lap, running your thumb along old scars and rough knuckles, tracing every line in his skin with a quiet concentration while the conversation continues.
the man on the other end keeps talking, and toji tries listening.
then your fingers slide to the rolled sleeves of his top, adjusting them before trailing slowly down his forearm, following the muscle there with light touches that dont mean much to you and mean everything to him.
his jaw tightens slightly. "yeah," he mutters into the phone, "mhm"
by now youve found his hand again, interwining your fingers with his, turning them, tracing the shape of his thumb while leaning a little more heavily into his side.
youre not even looking at him, youre just happy sitting there, all soft and sweet, quietly occupying yourself with whatever part of him happens to be within your reach.
the silence on the other end of the call stretches.
"...you still there?" the guy asks.
toji blinks once, realizing he hasnt heard a godamn thing for the last minute. his eyes drop to you where youre curled against him, happily playing with his fingers while resting your cheek on his shoulder.
"yeah." he says "keep talkin."
but his free hand is already settling over yours, thumb brushing across your knuckles while he looks down at you for a second longer than necessary, then he leans over and presses a rough distracted kiss against the top of your head without interrupting the call, squeezing your hand once before settling back into the couch.
toji still isnt listening to the man on the phone, not with you tucked into his side playing with his hair, his sleeves, his hands, every soft little touch way too distracting.
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