She/her 🇦🇸🇪🇸 hey my name is Alaina but you can just call me Alan I'm a beginner artist I'm still trying to find my style for my art.
DNI proships and other horrible/bad stuff GET THE FUCK OUT NOW!
I knew it was a matter of time until I post something from Bugsnax!!! But I’m very happy it’s my first post after a while.:)
I decided to make sort of a Grumpsona that is also just. Identity of my journalist! His name is Morchmelly, Morchie for short; he’s basically the embodiment of me while exploring around the game!
And I kinda ship him with Filbo. Can’t help it cause they’re cute:(❤️ I hope you like it all!! :D
Also no specific hate to Cromdo and Beffica!!! They all sort it out in the end and I’m very aware of that, so please don’t. take it too personally:)
Warnings//~ Brat tamer, monster cock(HEAR ME OUT) biting, sadist-masochist dynamic, degrading, some praise, deep throat, penetration we some freaks today also made it so caine had the ability to curse just him tho
Summary~ ⚠️EP 8 SPOILER⚠️ You pushed Caine a little too far now he has to put you in his place
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It seemed as Caine was starting to slowly loose it after his whole “I am god” mojo in his office he seemed more on edge than usual and you loved it because you knew he’d be more harder on you. So you would do the only logical thing.
Push him to the very edge you thought this was an amazing plan god you felt fantastic for just coming up with it. Everyone else was in the main area exhausted at the fact that they couldn’t leave yeah you wanted to leave to but it’s more fun with Caine. Anyways Caine pops up coming up with a whole “new adventure” everyone was sick and tired and just wanted answers that seemed to irritate him and that voice you know so well and love,
“And who let you in charge?”
You loved his tone oh so well Pomni and zooble were taken aback by his comment not saying anything more. Then he pops up another adventure for everyone but you stay behind you saw this as an opportunity to well misbehaved. Before he would snap his way back to his office you called out to him he looked at you confused onto why you didn’t go with everyone.
“Oh could I be with you caine just this once.” You said in the most pleading adorable voice you can that he loves.
“You should be with the others they would know you’re not there” he has said to you but you clasp your hands together looking at him. “ppplllleeeasssseeee” you begged he rolled his eyes and snapped his fingers back to his office with you along. He couldn’t resist you, and you knew that.
“I have things to tend to so don’t bother me” he said sternly “aye aye, captain” you said as if you understood but god why would you listen? Only a few minutes had past to make it seem you wouldn’t listen looking at things around his office but the itch to mess with him crept up on you, so you wandered to his desk trailing your hand from his desk to up him arm an resting on his shoulder.
“What do you need I’m busy can’t you see?” He said not sparring a glance at you. “Well sure but I’m just so…bored” you said he just scoffed before going back to what he’s doing. This isn’t the reaction you wanted you wanted him to crack so you pushed further. You had leaned your body to his chair leaning your head to his shoulder where your hand rested. You moved your hand from his shoulder to his chest just moving slightly down….Then he grabbed your wrist hard “seems like you don’t understand what busy means do you?” He spoke harsh still not looking at you all you could do was smile and then you spat back with “well I told you I’m bored haven’t I?” Now that made him look at you. Looking at your smiling face that made him angry. “Must I teach you a lesson, Must you be so disobedient?” He said his hand on your wrist tighter god any longer it could leave a bruise but you didn’t care. “Well? Answer me” he spat “oh please what could you do? You have such a “fragile ego” you couldn’t punish me even if you had it in you” you said air quoting the words “fragile ego” Now that pissed him off he had yanked your body toward him till your body landed in his lap holding yourself steady on his chair “don’t you have a mouth on you today? You will regret even thinking that today was a good day to mess with me”
“You’ve been such a pathetic brat today that it seems I must put you in your place” he said pushing back his chair “get on your knees” you look at him with a playful smirk “and if I don’t?” Your arrogance was off the charts he didn’t hesitate to push you off him not harsh enough to hurt but just enough to force you in the ground. “Maybe I’m not getting through to you..get on your knees now brat” He cocked his head resting his hand on his head taking his free hand to his bulge in his pants rubbing it slightly
“Now are you going to listen or keep misbehaving?” he asked, “why should i listen?” You said smug and cocky he was severely irritated by you “I didn’t know you was in charge of this, you must love not listening to me hmm?” He said as he moved his free hand from his head to the back of your head pulling your hair closer to him. You winched in pain biting your lip squeezing your thighs closed he had noticed to you taking a liking to the pain “God your a freak for being into this” he said taking his hand from his bulge unzipping his pants letting his cock free it was long and thick and was technically a tentacle it was slick and slimy moving ever so slightly like it was taunting you.
“Open your mouth” he said sure you obeyed but obviously opening your mouth not big enough to take him “don’t piss me off…open your mouth or I’ll force you to open it m’kay brat?” He said before you had open your mouth wider. He forces your head to take all inches of him making you choke a bit he gave you a few seconds before forcing your head to bob on his cock. He leans his head back groaning as he feels your hot mouth.
“Fuck baby you so good f’me..taking this dick so well.” His hand had gripped your hair tighter making you bob your head faster in his cock “Shit your gonna make me c-come” he words started to stutter as he felt himself get closer to the edge then he slowed your head movements bobbing your head up slowly. As you had lifted your head you looked at him pre-cum and spit mixed drooling down your face as you looked at him with puppy dog eyes. “Aw you don’t want to finish now?” he didn’t say a word before he let go of your hair then motioning for you to stand. As much as you wanted to disobey once more you really wanted to get fucked before the others were to come back so you stand your legs shaking “Good..now bend over the desk” is all he says before your turn around bending over his desk.
He stands up leaning his weight of his body on your back before his hands move up to the waist of your pants and pulling them down. His cock having a mind of its own moving towards your entrance not giving it a second thought and he shoves his cock deep inside you his hot breath on your neck, his sharp teeth grazing your clothed shoulders. Then bitting you hard enough through the clothes to your shoulder to make your shoulder bleed, you had winched in pain making you bite your lip.
He’d started moving his hips at a fast past fucking you stupid like the brat you are removing him teeth from your shoulder, his loud groans filling your ears. All you could think about how caine is basically fucking his irritation and anger into your hole you had to grab onto the desk for stability at his rapid fucking. He had placed his hands back to your waist to keep you steady so he could fuck you hard his long cock hitting all the right places to make you moan like a bitch in heat. It didn’t take long before caine had to cum once again “oh fuck I’m gonna come deep inside you” he moans one of his hands move from your waist to the back of your neck squeezing tightly and he fucks you and after a few seconds he comes deep inside you filling you up.
He pulls out quick putting his cock back in his pants and zipping his pants “get yourself fixed the others will be here soon” he said before snapping his fingers and disappearing now you was alone catching your breath and of course bubble appears
“Imagine”
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the first time i come back and it abt caine uhhh Yur if theirs spelling mistakes don’t mind it I had to get this out also i entered a flow state of writing so if sum don’t make sense Dw abt it it’ll get fixed later 🥹
PLEASE I NEED CAINE SMUT💔. ONE WHERE CAINE IS THW TOP BUT HE IS SO DESPERATE YOU HAVE TO CALM HIM DOWN 💔💔
Summary: In the ask <3
CW: smut obv, Caine is very desprate, very dominant, very rough
A/N: I genuinely couldn’t find a way to add plot to this so there is no plot, this is just pure smut so it’s just gonna be a short little flash fic, I hope that’s okay! Also, I’m so glad Caine is finally getting the love he deserves after EP8!!!
Directory!!
The room is dim, lit only by one harsh white spotlight that follows his every move. The moment you materialize on the large circular bed, Caine is on you. He is desperate, trembling, his usual theatrical grace completely shattered. His gloved hands shake as they rip your clothes away, not caring when seams tear. He pins your wrists above your head with bruising force, his body pressing you down so heavily you can barely breathe. His teeth find your throat immediately, biting hard, sucking deep marks into your skin like he needs to brand you before you can even think about leaving.
He frees his cock with frantic, clumsy movements. It’s achingly hard, flushed dark, already leaking in thick beads down the shaft from how long the stress has been building. Without a single word he spreads your thighs wide and thrusts in deep with one brutal, desperate stroke that buries him to the hilt. The stretch is overwhelming, but he doesn’t stop. He starts fucking you immediately, hips snapping in short, frantic, punishing thrusts.
Every movement screams desperation. He’s trying to fuck the thought of escape out of you. To fuck every longing glance you’ve ever taken toward the void with the heavy, relentless drag of his cock inside you. His glowing eyes are wide and wild, locked on your face, drinking in every gasp and whimper as if your pleasure is the only thing keeping his code from fracturing.
You’re already overstimulated. The sudden, deep invasion pushing you toward the edge far too fast. Your body clenches around him involuntarily, thighs shaking, and you try to calm him. Your legs wrap around his waist, heels digging into his back in an attempt to slow his frantic rhythm. One of your hands twists free just enough to cup his jaw, thumb stroking over his clenched teeth, silently urging him to breathe, to ease up, to let you ground him.
But Caine is too far gone. He growls low in his chest and only fucks you harder, hips slamming against yours with wet, obscene slaps. He shifts his angle so every thrust drags perfectly against that sensitive spot inside you, forcing another wave of overwhelming pleasure through your already trembling body. His free hand slides between you, gloved fingers rubbing tight, ruthless circles over your clit, determined to push you over the edge again and again until the only thing left in your mind is him.
You come hard the first time, walls fluttering and clenching around his thick length, but he doesn’t slow. He keeps pounding into you through your orgasm, chasing his own relief while your overstimulated nerves scream. Your second climax hits almost immediately after, sharper and more intense, tears pricking at your eyes as your body shakes uncontrollably beneath him. Still he doesn’t stop. He is desperate, relentless, using your body to bleed out every ounce of stress and rejection the others have piled onto him.
Only when you’re a trembling, overstimulated mess whimpering, thighs quivering, trying desperately to soothe him with soft touches and the tight grip of your legs around his waist does he finally let go. With a silent, shattered groan he buries himself as deep as he can and comes hard, flooding you with thick, endless pulses of hot digital seed. He grinds against you through every spurt, making sure you feel every twitch, every drop, as if marking you from the inside out will somehow convince you to stay.
Even after he’s spent he doesn’t pull out. He collapses over you, heavy and possessive, cock still buried deep inside your oversensitive, leaking body. His arms wrap around you like steel, face pressed into the crook of your neck as the frantic static in his code slowly begins to settle. His breathing is ragged, trembling, but your gentle touches gradually calm him.
In the quiet, overstimulated haze, with Caine’s body still twitching inside you and his teeth resting gently against your marked throat, the message sinks in deep:
He needs you.
He is desperate for you.
And as long as you’re wrapped around him like this there is no room left in your mind for thoughts of leaving.
Apologies for the inactivity, I’ve been going through a horrible period of art block and my hands won’t work with me. I’ve been mostly working on comms so those have kept me busy, here’s some doodles I managed