- im fairly new to tumblr and use it casually, my page isnt dedicated to anything specifically and ill post/reblog anything that interests me
- i dont write stuff that often so i doubt that ill have the motivation to do requests or anything like that but feel free to send ideas or thirsts in my asks box if u want to
- dont send anything involving dub/non con, incest, or pedophilia in my asks though it makes me uncomfortable and will be deleted
- i dont have notifications on for tumblr so if you send something just now ill see it whenever im active
- click "ankiebitez works" tag to see stuff ive written
- rules for requests
- rules for requests part 2
- Masterlist
requests im working on in order:
- gamigin x gn!mc thats affectionate/clingy
- dilf!male!mc x dilf!asmodeus
- dom!mc x kings + some nobles
- asmodeus dating hcs
- kings x mc that no longer feels desire towards them
"What did you think you'd get for interrupting my work?"
Leviathan's voice was as low as ever, but harsher, meaner. He looked down at you, already on the floor, tears of embarrassment prickling at your lashes.
It was a really dumb idea, yes, but you were really bored, and Leviathan had been working non-stop for hours in his office, not even sparing you a look. He kind of deserved your little prank. You decided it was a great idea to grab the paper he was signing from his hand, smudging his signature as the pen dragged across the paper. He reached out out of instinct and the small bottle of ink besides him got knocked over by his arm, pooling under all the documents he had spent hours working on.
Needless to say, you freezed. You knew that you were really, really fucked. You wanted to just book it and run, but you couldn't even take a step before Leviathan was already snatching your arm and throwing you to the ground.
His hand found your hair, and he made you sit on your knees against the hard wood, his eyes boring holes into you.
"Do you have any idea how long I spent on those papers? You god damn imbecile." he growled, leaning down. Your hands were shaky, anxiety fizzing at your body because you knew that you really made a big mistake. Levi always looks annoyed, but the down-right pissed off look on his face right now was telling you that you really messed up this time.
His hand found your neck, gripping it from the back. He forced your head to crane back, his shadow looming over your shaky form.
"I-I'm sorry..." you meekly spoke, his eyebrows furrowing further in response. "I didn't mean-"
"Shut up." his fingers wrapped tighter, pressing the veins at the side of your neck. "I'll make you sorry, stupid brat." the bark in his voice was dark, a feeling of dizziness overtaking you as he blocked the bloodflow to your head. You whined in response, hands finding his arm, pleading that he let you go.
His left hand joined his right one, your neck completely covered by his long fingers as they crushed your skin in. Tears dripping down your cheeks, you gave him the prettiest pleading eyes you could muster, choked sounds and gurgles leaving your plump lips. When your face started to get really red, he let you go, air filling your lungs. You coughed, doubling over, staring down at the floor with your hands resting on his parted knees. Before you could recover, your left hand was pushed off, and the tip of his shoe tapped against your head.
"Levi-" you groaned out, his shoe stepping completely over your head. He was kind enough to not force your head down against the floor and cave your nose in, instead lowering it slowly, but it was somehow more humilliating. Your back pushed down, and your hands eventually landed on his calves. You held in sobs, muttering apologies onto the dirty wood.
"I ought to teach you a lesson." his voice came from above as he leaned back on the chair. Leviathan usually preferred being the one getting beaten up, but he couldn't deny that seeing his boot over your small head was stirring up a sense of arrogant arousal inside him. His lip quirked into a smirk, and he raised his leg slightly.
You were too afraid to bring your head back up even with the lack of pressure holding you down. Levi scoffed, pushing your forehead up with his other foot. Taking the opportunity, he squeezed it down, the shiny black leather rubbing against your nose and lips. "Kiss it, filthy thing."
Your eyes widened, your tears dripping down his shoe. You were quick to obey, albeit hesitantly, feeling a chill of embarrassment and humilliation run down your spine. Your legs felt weak even as you sat on top of them, and you wanted to just get up and run, but you knew better. Plus, when the sound of his deep, angry voice filled your ears, your brain for some reason wanted to obey him. Your lips puckered up against his shoe, drool from when he was choking you making it shinier.
"You ruin all my work, and put no effort to kissing my shoe?" he pushed his foot up, kicking your lip and causing it to hit against your teeth. A bit of blood dripped from a new cut. You whimpered, dragging your knees to be closer to him, sobbing into his boot as you kissed it harder. He could feel your lips against the material this time, and he hummed in approval.
He let you work on that for a while, ocasionally nudging your nose to make you kiss the sides or up and down. Overtime, a small feeling of... enjoyment crept up on your brain. Even if you knew you were being punished, and enjoying it would probably only anger Leviathan more, you couldn't help how hot the situation was now that you had calmed down a bit. You felt dirty, but eventually your kisses started getting firmer, with more intention. Unbeknownst to you, Leviathan obviously picked up on it. He could quite literally read your mind. It made him angrier, yes, but it also made his dick start to harden under his pants. It was just... pathetically cute.
Eventually, he pulled his shoe from under your face, your hands chased it for a second before you caught yourself, lifting your head to maybe assess what he was thinking. Somehow, the sight of his bored eyes and lifted eyebrow was even worse than the pissed off look you expected to see. It was like you kissing his shoe meant nothing to him, and frankly, it probably did. That wasn't true, of course, Leviathan was already needing to hold himself back from grabbing you and making you ride him until you cried.
His shoe nudged your chin, lifting your head higher until your back was straight again. He tapped your cheek, placing the tip of his boot against your lips.
"Lick." you hesitated. The material on the side of his boots was dirtier than the top. Your thoughts were cut short by the harder nudge, almost kick, that he delivered to your jaw at your frown.
"You want to disobey?" you shook your head, eyes glossy. "Then do what I just told you to."
You exhaled slow, tongue peeking out and touching the material. Leviathan had to hold in a smirk at your pathetic display. He was merciful enough to let you off with just a small lick, unlike the minutes of boot kissing he forced you to endure just moments earlier. Your hands rested on your thighs, and it now dawned on you that there was a familiar sensation growing between them. Warm, fizzy and needy. Your eyes narrowed as you found Leviathan's piercing gaze.
"What's with that slutty face?" he leaned down with a smirk, grabbing your cheeks between his fingers and squishing them. "Did that turn you on?"
He laughed in your face, and your heart pounded at the sheer mock in his tone. It wasn't usual in Leviathan.
"You're such a pathetic mutt." he nudged your cheeks, observing your face from different angles, like he wanted you to feel his eyes tear into every part of your dirty thoughts. Your thighs clenched, back arching to try and rub your crotch against the floor to find the littlest bit of relief. Leviathan rested his arms on the sides of his office chair, sighing. You felt the shoe that you were now on familiar terms with nudge your knees, and your legs parted too fast. You couldn't help it by now, you wanted desperately for him to forgive you and give you what you needed right now.
"Since you obeyed, I'll indulge your pitiful desires." the very tip of his shoe found the space between your legs, delivering a painfully small amount of friction to your clit. The material of your jeans digged into your panties, and you had to hold in the urge to keel over at the sudden spark of stimulation. He rubbed his shoe up and down your slit, looking down at you in disdain at the same time. It was humilliating, but your hips eventually started to chase the increasing friction on their own, and before you knew it your hands were wrapped around his leg and you were humping the boot you had been made to kiss and lick. Leviathan's cock twitched in his pants everytime you let out a choked little moan, and he really wished he could feel your wetness. He could bet you were dripping against your panties right now, and he wanted to cop a feel for himself.
His leg grew closer overtime, and what was at first a small little nudge against your clit was now full on rubbing up and down your pussy, the friction deliciously growing a tight know on your stomach. You closed your eyes, forehead resting against his knee to hide your expression.
"Let me see your face." he whispered, and you whined. As shameful as you felt, your neck craned back to look at Leviathan in the eyes, and he felt his chest and cock pang with how adorable you looked. Face flushed and tears dripping down your cheeks, and with the way you were humping his leg desperately he was starting to consider letting your little mistake go.
You felt your orgasm draw closer, and by now you had climbed onto his shoe and instead of rubbing the leather there, you were humping against the base of his leg like some dog. You felt his gaze burn you like fire, painful and impossible to ignore. Your thighs started to shake, and with a tightening hug against his leg, you braced yourself for what was going to be the most embarrassing orgasm of your life.
Before it could crash down on your, however, Leviathan pushed you off his leg. You almost fell back, having to support yourself with your hands against the cold floor. Tears of frustration built up in your eyes, and when your poor pleading gaze found his, you felt like you could actually start sobbing out loud from how pleased with himself he looked. A smirk pulled at his lip.
"What?" he chuckled, low and mean. "You really thought I'd let you cum after the shit you pulled?" he cursed, low as he leaned back on his chair. He adjusted his shirt, waving his hand at you.
"Get up and find something to clean up this mess. Or would you like to lick the ink too?" a laugh escaped his lips. He pushed his shoe against your shoulder, and as you got up to walk away, completely defeated, he suddenly pulled you onto his lap.
"You better be at my bed when I'm done redoing all these god damn papers." he growled into your ear, nipping your earlobe. "I'm gonna fuck you until you pass out. Understood?"
You nod meekly. He pushed you off his lap, urging you out of his office to fetch cleaning articles. Tonight was certainly going to be a long night.
STRAWBY HEREEEEEE uhhhhh why is this augh
i like this. i like mean leviathan. hmmmm i hope it wasn't too mean for you guys. the freaks will know whats up.
hope you enjoy as usual thank you for reading, i love you aaall your support makes me very very happee
ngl im lowkey scared that im losing my intrest in whb.... ive been avoiding the tag bc i havent read the new chapter but idk when or if ill actually read it, i havent had the motivation or anything and i havent felt like writing for whb in a while either 💔
i’m going to be very honest right now. as someone who has dealt with a lot in their life, without going into any detail… the scene with michael in the idol event is horrific. even WITH those “warnings”, they were not adequate enough. anyone that tries to justify it does not realize that it is still highly harmful not to put a warning right before the scene itself plays out.
trigger warnings are so, so important. i need specific warnings or else i will be sent on a spiral. i have been triggered before because of non-existent or very poor warnings, and it has ruined my day, sometimes even my entire week. by stating that prettybusy themselves will not be providing trigger warnings, they are effectively saying that victims and their safety do not matter.
with the portrayal of mc in the event, it’s even more upsetting to me. the mc is a direct representation of us. to have them accept what happen to them and make it seem like it was only bad because it was “loveless” according to the story? it’s not only highly insensitive and poorly written, but is so, so wrong. the writing has always been iffy, but this is where i cannot justify it anymore. this scene was not given the proper care it needed, at all. i will not interact with the game anymore due to this. i was thinking about coming back but after hearing about how this event is… yeah, for my own safety it isn’t a good idea.
i’m sorry if this post upsets anyone, i don’t mean to do that. but i just, i can’t. i know that the game has darker elements, but the whole noncon thing is just too far. i won’t judge anyone who continues to play, but i personally will stay far away. i still VERY much love asmodeus and will post about my specific version of him. maybe even a couple of the other characters i like… but nothing else.
i appreciate you if you made it this far. if you are a victim, especially one that was triggered by this scene, even with the inadequate warnings, i’m so sorry.
ngl im not involving myself in any of this argument yall are having but it is insane how yall will very quickly get mad at anyone that expresses being even Slightly uncomfortable by a pointless rape scene. this same argument happens every single time
and i dont want to hear anyone say "wahhhhh but if you dont get turned on by rape then why are you even playing this game 🤔 you shouldnt be surprised!!" ive been playing this game since it got released and have grown attached to the game and storyline, i look past a lot of this stuff that comes up but that doesnt make me unable to have any reaction suddenly.
i also dont want to hear "but it gave a warning!!!" even if it does give a warning people will be uncomfortable knowing that the scene happens to the mc, even if they dont read the entire scene. plus its an event, some people dont want to stop reading an event bc they put lore in the events occasionally
ive been sexually assaulted in the past though and seeing this shit does make me feel sick to my stomach, and especially seeing how insensitive and just fucking gross some of yall act whenever talking about this topic. i could expand on what i mean by that but id rather not bc yall would just get pissed about that too
+ im not engaging with any arguments bc you're not gonna be able to make me feel any differently about this subject
in summary: quit trying to police peoples reactions, this is the third time this argument has happened now. being uncomfortable with rape is literally the most common reaction people can have and yall discuss it like its just another regular kink instead of something that traumatizes many people
A Black trans woman has lost both legs after allegedly being 'thrown' onto subway tracks in NYC: a GoFundMe has been launched to help her.
A crowdfunding appeal has been launched to help a 29-year-old Black trans woman who lost both her legs after allegedly being thrown onto NYC subway tracks by her boyfriend.
A statement from the New York City District Attorney confirms that the victim and her boyfriend were at the Fulton St. station in Brooklyn when the man is said to have seen the oncoming downtown train coming and “thrown” his girlfriend towards the tracks.
“The victim was rushed to the hospital, where both of her legs had to be amputated. She also suffered from fractures to her ribs and a blood clot in her lungs,” the statement continues.
When the police arrived, they found the woman under the train, reports Into.
The woman has since taken part in an interview with trans activist Hope Giselle, and explains that she was on her way to a gender-affirming appointment when she alleges that she and her boyfriend got into an argument and he “threw” her onto the tracks.
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In a devastating turn of events, a woman's … Bridget Daniels needs your support for Justice for black DV surviv
DON'T ACT ALL SWEET AND INNOCENT WHEN IN THE VALENTINE'S DAY EVENT YOU AND NIBERUS WERE SHOVING CHOCOLATES DOWN MC'S THROAT AND WANTED TO DO BOOM BOOM WITH THEM IN AN ALLEYWAY BE FUCKING FOR REAL.
My heart still hurts, we will never have that chance again 💔
DON'T ACT ALL SWEET AND INNOCENT WHEN IN THE VALENTINE'S DAY EVENT YOU AND NIBERUS WERE SHOVING CHOCOLATES DOWN MC'S THROAT AND WANTED TO DO BOOM BOOM WITH THEM IN AN ALLEYWAY BE FUCKING FOR REAL.
My heart still hurts, we will never have that chance again 💔
