CHEAP SEX AND SAD FILMS
007n7 x reader! bottom/top dynamics???? ; reader's gender is ominous?? ; uhh never proofread i just wrote this while studying for my exam ; no prns are present for the reader here lulz ; NSFW!!
ur not even in the foreplay part but awhh he's already weeping at the tip while u straddle his lap :(( sev wont admit it but he gets such a boner when u two cuddle , he's too shy about it to let u know!!
shoving ur panties into n7's mouth to muffle his nonstop whimpers nd moans <33 luvs when u ride him while grabbing onto his shoulders brazenly, the little pleasure - pain makes his eyes do a roll to the back of his head !!
kisses ur hands , interwinds his fingers with urs , keeps touching them in a way ,, its so cute when you know he's so close to cumming for the nth time when he squeezes ur hands <33
007n7 , who wants both of you two to be covered up in eachothers luvbites !!
sev , whos so desperate and pathetic for you <33 and oh , he knows it , and he *still needs to be reminded of that sometimes !! its almost a default state whenever you take him full noww !!
^on the particularly desperate and pathetic days , he just looks at you , that look , shoves you onto the soft mattress burying his face in ur neck while humping you like a silly <33 *all while you tell him about how hes the neediest man evr <33
The exploiter hacker 077n7!-... holy shit that is an nsfw one?... well then 7n NSFW hc! X female!reader 🔞 put like or else i will come at 3:00am
(This is the cocky side one like when he's full of himself.. might make another when he breaks)
This is 007n7 before he learned restraint the unfiltered sharp-tongued and shameless version. The one who knew he was trouble and enjoyed every second of it. He played with people like they were a game he’d already mastered never asking, only taking with a smirk that made you hate how much you liked it If you think you can handle the kind of man who flirts like a dare and touches like he owns you… well, read on
-for start this guy is Control Freak in Bed He likes being the one steering the pace, making you follow his rhythm just to remind you who’s “in charge.”
-He’s not shy about pinning your wrists or making you hold a position just because he likes the view. Will tease you by pausing mid-thrust just to watch you squirm and beg.
-He’s a low smug moaner not loud but full of drawn-out breathy groans that make it sound like he’s in control even when he’s losing it. You’ll catch him laughing under his breath between kisses or when you make a needy sound, just to let you know he heard it. Whimpers are rare, but when you do get one out of him, it’s usually followed by him kissing you hard to shut himself up but this guy laughed a lot in bed..he's such a pain in the ass
-he's Constant teasing while he touches you
“You’re already shaking? I haven’t even started yet.”
He says it with that lazy smirk, eyes watching every reaction.
-Always has a hand on your throat, jaw, or lower back not always rough, but firm enough to remind you he’s in charge.
-his touch is a mix of slow, teasing strokes and sudden rough pulls he loves to make you think you’ve figured him out, only to switch the pace and make your body react all over again.
-Loves locking eyes while you’re falling apart under him there’s that cocky smirk and slight eyebrow raise that says he knows exactly what he’s doing to you.
-He’s greedy with his touch. Not gentle, but not careless either his hands wander like he owns every inch of you.
-He thrives on stop-and-go torture slow enough to frustrate you, then suddenly fast and rough to drag out the most desperate noises from you.
-He enjoys leaving proof teeth on your neck, lips, or thighs. When you confront him about it later, he just grins and says, “You look better marked up.”
-In the early days, he’s not focused on your pleasure first but the moment he realizes you can outlast him or tease him back, he gets competitive about making you lose control first.
-His neck and just below his ear if you kiss and breathe against him there, his control slips for a second..that my fav one
-He Loves having you straddling him while he’s propped against the headboard it lets him rest his hands on your hips and guide your pace while he leans back and watches. Also enjoys taking you from behind while holding your hair, so he can keep you close and whisper filthy things in your ear.
-his Bedroom stamina? Ridiculous. He’s the “one more round” guy even when you think you’re done...he's greedy ass man
-He’s into semi-public or “you might get caught” situations. The thrill feeds his ego...he's so risky
-Will purposely let you think you’re in charge, only to flip you over mid-movement and take control back without warning.
-aftercare it's smug praise than soft affection a lazy kiss, a “told you I’d ruin you,” and maybe a hand sliding over your thigh while he catches his breath.
-he's isn't the sweet aftercare type right away. He’ll hand you water and tease you, maybe toss a lazy “You good?” before rolling onto his back. But if he’s starting to like you? That slowly changes.
007n7 NSFW HEADCANONS BECAUSE I FUCKING LOVE THIS DILF AND NO ONE HAS GIVEN ME REQUESTS FOR MY FORSAKEN POOKIES T-T
⌨️ MY GOD IS HE PENT THE FUCK UP. He poured all his focus into raising C00lkidd, and now in the Forsaken realm, he's just too worried about keeping it together to even think about that.
⌨️ He's so touch starved, please, please for the love of God touch him, anywhere, everywhere. He needs it so badly.
⌨️ His horns are sensitive, and so is his tail. Make use of this what you will >;3c
⌨️ He was pretty brainrotted with porn back in his hacking days, so yeah, he can do some pretty freaky shit with the c00lGUI. And I mean FREAKY; spawn tentacles from the GUI pop-ups, open a window that he can use as a glory hole, spawn clones that can basically gangbang you with a very nice Bukkake at the end.
⌨️ He is a half breed sex demon, (Mom was a Succubus) so he goes into heat. He's repressed it for so long, he's just hoping and praying either someone will have mercy on him and help, or that C00lkidd is nowhere near him when all that repression comes to a head.
⌨️ He bites. Especially when he comes. Deep enough to draw blood.
⌨️ 007n7 definitely has a praise kink. Hearing you moan at how well he's doing, how good he's being...
⌨️ What drives him wild the most? Hearing you moan his name. Its like a drug. He'll do anything and everything you want to hear you moan his name like its a form of worship. See your body arch as you throw your head back and beg him to keep going, to never stop,
⌨️ Tiny bit of a masochist. Mainly feeling you dig your nails into his back (please get deep enough to draw blood, the marks you leave will drive him absolutely insane) biting him hard, pulling his horns and tail...
⌨️ He may love his hot and heavy sex, but damn he's good at the slow, imitate lovemaking too. Soft and sweet, loving on every inch of your skin like you're a precious treasure. (Which, to him, you are.)
⌨️ BREEDING KINK BREEDING KINK BREEDING KINK
⌨️ You wanna wake him up with a blow job? The man ain't complaining one bit, as long as he gets to have a taste of you too.
⌨️ You know that meme of the guy viciously eating a sandwich and the lady goes "DO YOU EAT PUSSY LIKE THAT?!" Yeah, that him. And yes, he does (and I mean either or, I see him as bisexual ;3c)
⌨️ Def a switch, but Dom leaning. This side usually comes out after a while of you two being together. He's pretty shy and nervous about it at first, not wanting to scare you away.
"Fuck you Shedletsky" okay so I signed the papers can we fuck him now pretty please?(preferibably male reader but GN is fine too I just need that fat chicken like I need oxygen)
“sword training” shedletsky x gn! reader 🔞
tags: explicit content ⚠️ Idk wat else lol
unfortunately you’ve never been all that skilled with a blade. sure, you have some survival instincts, but wielding a big scary sword? yeah that wasn’t something you’ve ever been interested in… until now. all thanks to shedletsky, your fellow survivor who seemed really, really eager to help you train. it made sense, given the impressive reputation he had, or so you’ve heard. but was that really the only reason he stood behind you, chest against your back, guiding your arms as you held his sword?
“alright, so your dominant hand goes right behind the guard, and your non-dominant hand should rest near the pommel. keep your grip firm, but stay relaxed, okay?” shed gave you a reassuring smile as you glance up at him, trying to fix your posture, but it was hard to focus with his intense gaze burning straight through you.
“oh!” you let out a soft gasp as the heavy weapon slips from your hands, clattering to the floor with a loud thud, causing you to instinctively back up into shedletsky. “i’m so so sorry! i didn’t mean to-” you rush to apologize, feeling caught in a mix of fluster and guilt, freezing when his hands settle on your hips.
“hey- hey, it’s okay. it’s not gonna break,” you could hardly breathe as shed’s calm words echo in your mind, teasing you further as he squeezes the flesh of your hips. “why don’t you… pick it up?” the brunette spoke quietly, but you could hear the playful tone in his voice, quickly catching on to what the admin was really hinting at.
“…okay,” you nod with a tiny sigh, slowly bending over to pick up the sword, only to feel something hard poke your behind. looking over your shoulder, you roll your eyes at shed’s big, satisfied smile. you didn’t even bother picking the thing up, choosing to rub your ass against his boner instead, earning a quiet groan from the swordsman. “what about training me?” you joke, his low chuckle going straight to your aching core.
“we can do that later. right now, i need you on your knees,” the swordsman’s tone was husky and needy, half-lidded eyes hungrily watching you lower yourself to the wooden floor of the cabin, thin rug barely keeping your knees from going red. “you’re such an obedient apprentice, you know that?” shedletsky’s words came out on autopilot as he knelt down, unable to focus on anything but your body, eagerly sliding your pants off and steadily touching you through your underwear, letting out a low, pleased hum.
“shedddd…” a soft whine escapes your lips as his fingers work you, making your core throb and ache painfully, muscles tensing with every little touch.
“i bet that feels so good, doesn’t it?” shed chuckles, soaking up the sight of you squirming and whimpering beneath him. you felt the pleasure stop as a cold breeze suddenly hit your bare ass, making you struggle to hold back a sharp shiver. shed’s hand hovered by your lips, waiting expectantly. you glanced to the side, raising a brow. “spit,” he commanded, and you didn’t even hesitate, a string of saliva awkwardly connecting your mouth to his hand.
“yeah, that’s it…” shedletsky purrs, stroking his cock with your saliva before his tip poked at your hole, other hand grabbing your ass. the brunette made sure to enter you carefully, his thickness stretching you out in a way that was almost painfully pleasant. it didn’t take long for him to bottom out, the creak of the floorboards masking his faint moans.
“fuck!” you curse, feeling so, so full as he began thrusting into you, unable to stop yourself from clenching around him. shedletsky’s hands roam wherever they can reach, holding your waist in desperate need, pounding into you as if there was no tomorrow. all you could do was cling weakly to the thin rug, the sting in your knees barely registering as a knot began to form in your stomach, to which you instinctively rock back into his cock, chasing the high.
shed ran a hand through his messy brown hair with a smile as he watched you bounce, looking almost dazed. you felt yourself tense as the pleasure became too much, a blissful relief washing over you as you came. the strong sensations were almost enough to make your knees buckle and push you into overstimulation.
the sight of you completely unraveling for him, fucking yourself to completion, had shedletsky cumming only seconds after inside of you, shuddering as the orgasm hit hard. you could hear him panting heavily from behind, slowly pulling out with an exhausted laugh.
“you’ll be an amazing trainee, i just know it,” shed praises with a small smirk, patting your head once you sat up. “maybe even my favorite.” those are sweet words, but now you’re wayyyy more interested in shedletsky’s other sword. wink wonk.
has anyone ever thought about a forsaken applyfic type of thing?
like, there could be us / our forsaken ocs in the forsaken realm and we all write about it / eachother
talk and share about our concepts itd be so cool..
one big post related to it (our concept about us / our ocs being inside forsaken), and whoever finds it interesting can write a silly fanfic about it :33
Two Time x Fem! Cat lover! Reader (No mentions of pronouns)
warnings: none!
notes: kitty two time..
THE ETERNAL NIGHT of the forest stretched unbroken, the sky a canvas of muted grays and blacks. Survivors and killers alike haunted the endless cycle of bloodshed and games, their wooden cabins scattered amidst the shadows, offering little more than a pause between the chaos.
In your cabin, a singular source of warmth lit up the darkness—a small, scruffy cat with fur like a patchwork of night and ash. The cat lay curled on your lap, its soft purring the only sound against the creaks of the old floorboards.
The knock at the door was light but deliberate, a sound you recognized instantly.
“Come in, Two Time,” you called, smoothing the cat’s fur with one hand.
The door opened just enough to let them slip inside, their form silhouetted in the dim light. The faint glow of the moon caught on the spawn symbol of their shirt and tail. Two Time’s manic smile greeted you as usual, but their eyes were drawn immediately to the cat in your lap.
“Have you considered-.. It’s still here...” they said, their voice a mix of curiosity and something darker.
“Of course,” you replied, watching them as they approached. “Why wouldn’t he be?”
Two Time crouched a few feet away, their spiked tail swaying slowly behind them. “Most things don’t stick around here,” they muttered. “Either they get taken, or they run off.”
“This little guy is different.” You scratched the cat’s chin gently, earning a soft trill. “I think he decided this is home.”
Two Time’s smile faltered briefly, the gleam in their eyes dimming. They reached out hesitantly, their black-gloved hand hovering over the cat. It sniffed at them, unbothered, and pushed its head against their fingers.
“Strange little thing,” they murmured, stroking its fur awkwardly. “It doesn’t even flinch.”
“Animals are good at sensing people’s intentions,” you said, leaning back slightly to watch. “They know when someone doesn’t mean them harm.”
Two Time’s movements stilled for a moment, their gaze flickering toward you. “You think I’m harmless?” they asked, their tone edged with disbelief.
“Not harmless,” you corrected, meeting their eyes. “But I think there’s more to you than just... what everyone else sees.”
They were silent for a long moment, their hand still resting on the cat. When they finally spoke, their voice was softer, almost unsure. “You’re too kind for a place like this. It’s going to get you killed.”
You shrugged, a small smile tugging at your lips. “Maybe. But until then, I’m going to keep finding what’s good in this place, no matter how small.”
Two Time’s smile returned, though it was less manic and more genuine. “You’re quite ridiculous.”
“Maybe,” you teased, nudging them lightly. “But you’re still here, aren’t you?”
They didn’t reply, but their hand moved to gently scratch the cat under its chin. The three of you sat there in the quiet, the fragile peace untouched by the horrors outside.
For now, in this dimly lit cabin, the eternal night felt a little less cold.
twotime who thinks you're a divine deity of the spawn — maybe you are. no one tells them otherwise. spitting hopeless thanks and praises to the phony spawn when you hold their hand with pure love in your eyes. they're fooled into loving you more by every passing moment. “you’re staring quite a bit my dear” “I— i just can’t help it” can they? your honey coated words are nothing but soaked in pure melody in their heart. every sound from you is like a prayer answered. twotime, an absolute resemblance of an unhealthy obsession.
for the creation of hatred, you’re the embodiment of love. oh so dreadful and disgusting to them. tch, nurturing is a such a foolish matter; in his case. your behaviour is so sickeningly sweet. 1x1x1x1 feels funny around you. awfully funny. maybe when it's you who's tracing hearts on their chest, all smiles. her eyes twitch at the very moment. well, there was nothing better to do. he doesn't like being vulnerable, no surprises! i you're special to her. they might think it's some cruel trap, you trying to butter them up and all. is it really a trap when you've been like this for so long?
lwk nervous because this is my first actual writing post ,, ringmaster might be heavily ooc here, since barely anything is known about him
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RINGMASTER
• having a well-known narcissistic ringmaster of robloxia as your partner was nothing short of chaotic.
• generally in rounds, he tries his best to impress you and receive compliments. it just boosts his ego, especially when it comes from you.
• ringmaster is not one to be particularly fond of PDA, as he says. at times he says that it wouldn’t be fitting of him to look so weak infront of others, but sometimes he wouldn’t mind it if you did try to intertwine your pinkies together as a non-obvious way of hand holding.
(just don’t mention it, or else he’ll gently tug his hand away from yours)
• he’s a sucker for physical touch when no one else is around. if he’s the one initiating them like a hug from behind (rarely, but usually in private), he’d just hold you there while his head is ontop of yours while he tells you about his day or what event happened earlier.
• he’d be a bit embarrassed if you were the one to initiate acts of physical affection such as hugging, yet he’d enjoy it. just don’t mind the small eyeroll and small groan he does before accepting the hug.
(he’d mumble slight complaints out of embarrassment, but inside, he loves it.)
• big spoon. loves being the one who holds you, having some form of control in your cuddling position. he hates being the little spoon, since he feels exposed or vulnerable.
• he’d be the one to spoil his partner, honestly. throughout his job as a circus ringmaster, he’d bring back home little trinkets or souvenirs that reminded him of you or what he think you’d like while he was gone, brushing it off as an excuse of not needing it, and that you could have it.
• he’d also buy matching things if the both of you were apart, like an accessory or jewelry that would have any trace of resemblance of you or him.
• he loves your smile. whenever if he successfully impresses you with an extravagant trick or two, or when he gives you gifts, or just giving you affection. he hates to admit it though, since he’ll get embarrassed.
• though one time, you two were just sitting next to each other and you noticed ring master staring at you, when you asked him what was wrong, he accidentally complimented you without any thought passing through his mind.
(he denied any of it and tried gaslighting you into making you think he didn’t say anything or said something else entirely.)
• some of his moods change dependent on how big his ego is. at times he’s boasting and bragging whenever he did something good, and the next grumbling and mumbling, complaining about everyone and everything (except you)
• at times when he feels in need of affection, he’d just wrap an arm around your shoulder or tug at your sleeve without a word, if you didn’t get his message, though, he’d be all secretly down and gloomy.
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