Biting at the bars of my enclosure imagining the Vees with a hellhound, Vox REVELING in having something Alastor is afraid of ((since he’s scared of dogs)), Val teasing them with treats and shit, Vel touching their lil paw pads and putting them in outfits ((much to readers dismay))
Vees x Hellhound-but-not-really-I'm-not-sure-yet!Reader and a little Alastor x Reader bit at the end :)))
Hear me out, hellbound but not actually hellhound?? Like they possess some traits that are definitely on the hound side (strong, fast, impulsive, hot-blooded, bloodlust through the roof, rough) but you're uncontrollable to say the least like Vox can't even manipulate you with how headstrong you are and knows for a fact that the second he tries, you're gonna headbutt him so hard he'll need a new screen so he just "guides" you but he can't deny how much he likes your wild side (especially in the bedroom)
Valentino babies you a bit and DEFINITELY buys you little toys here and there but you vibe with him through sheer chaos because he loves that people get intimidated by you and if you come home just a little bit bloody and bruised and feral? Well, he has ideas on how you can use that energy and it usually leaves him feeling very very very good the next day.
Velvette designs suddenly take a turn into rugged fashion. Leather jackets, muscle tees, ripped shirts and jeans, bomber jackets, boots, you name it she made it. She designs with you in mind and how sexy you are feral and angry and showing off your strength and truly, she can't help her hands sometimes. She's just taking your measurements! If she sneaks a few squeezes and grabs here and there to get your attention so you can fuck her through the floor, well, that's just coincidence.
So imagine their suprise when they get a whiff that you take on Alastor of all things and it seems like you're... winning? They see that you got Alastor trapped underneath you and your jaw is firmly shut on his forearm while his clawed fingers are digging themselves deeper in your side but you don't seem to mind and bite harder at the meat in your mouth. Growling. Snarling. Blood mixing with your drool.
Alastor melts in to the shadows and with a whisper that he'll get back at you for this. You stand slowly. Shirt torn, bleeding, hair matted, and debris everwhere. But what has got them breathless is when you spot Vox's camera and walk towards it, staring and licking the blood in your mouth, dripping down your maw and neck. You smile wide, shamelessly showing the damage and viscera you inflicted, the damage you got in return.
Weeeeell, now, it's just a race between them on who gets to your first. They really just can't help themselves around you.
(little does anyone know that what went down between you and Al? Well, it might or might not have awaken something in him too. Seeing you so angry and snarling and with viscera covering you? Alastor feels himself shudder and has to bite back the urge to ask how he tastes and if you wanted more)
You felt tired, exhausted, because that kept happening. Jason never showed his emotions no matter how much you said you loved him, that you were there for him, that you would understand him, that you tried hard for that at least.
It wasn't that simple for Jason, not for someone like him who felt like he didn't deserve that feeling (love). Seeing families smiling, houses being perfect. He couldn't believe that something so magical and pure could be his.
You were so perfect, so perfect that he didn't think he deserved you. He would catch himself in the middle of the night looking at the goat discreetly seeing his wonderful woman lying in bed in the middle of the night. "Oh God...how I love her..." he would say so quietly that not even he could hear.
But when you were here, looking at him saying how hurt you were because he didn't show you how he felt... he felt panic, his heart was beating desperately. How could his... his... his beloved leave him? He couldn't. He couldn't.
"Look... I'm sorry but I-" You tried to continue but what you heard made you stop... were those? sobs?, looking at Jason you saw him crying. Kneeling at his feet. That six-foot-tall man was crying at his feet. He looked so broken that his chest immediately twisted.
"Please choose me. Nobody ever chooses me. Please.." he said as he sobbed, his chest felt crushed so hard that he didn't know how to describe it, knowing that his beloved, the love of his life was leaving him was like losing his breath.
"Please, please, I...I love you, I know I'm hard to deal with, I have my crises, I'm terrible at showing affection, but please, stay, please love me. I would hate to lose you."
You held him in your arms, so tightly that he felt safe that night. You felt that this time he would know that someone would be there with him. Forever.
😭- oh my god I just cried over this.
I will be doing the asks, yes, I will, but I wanted to do this so much
((This feels like body horror I am SO SORRY, THIS JUST WONT LEAVE MY HEAD, reader is very much sentient and conscious, their body is just VERY MUCH DEAD AND ROTTING))
oh this has such angsty potential, nony (maybe this went a little too into body/existential horror).
see, jason died too, only he came back stronger, his body a more perfect version than before. you're not like that. the two of you both know exactly what it feels like to inhale grave dirt, to come out swinging on the other side of something that felt inevitable. fundamentally though, you're still different.
jason's never been healthier, body strong and faster at healing than ever before. he can run further, fly higher than he ever could in his first life. strangers look at him in fear or appreciation of what this new body can do. he doesn't fear anymore what an injury could do to him, all the many ways sickness could fell him. he's been made unkillable now.
every week that passes, your body decays. the cold helps some, so does avoiding any potential injury. one day though, that won't be enough. jason has to reckon with his second life because yours will be cut short. there's no limit on him, just an endless sea of futures to choose. he's choosing to spend it on you. you with your habit of waking up in the middle of the night to make sure all your fingers and toes are still attached. who cried fetid tears when the last of your hair fell away from your rotting scalp.
inside your rotting shell you are still so cruelly present. the same person jason fell in love with. the same person he buried. one day he will have to bury you again when your body fails you for the last time. death will finally be terminal.
can u do 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 lifeweaver x gn!reader ? i found u on tiktok and i loved ur lifeweaver slides!
Favourite positions headcannons with Lifeweaver, Cole Cassidy, Ramattra, Lucio, Genji and Reinhardt with gn!reader
Word count: 1.6k
Warnings: 18+ smut, reader is implied to have a pussy (or at least be a bottom lmao), dom/sub dynamics and degradation present in Ramattra’s.
Notes: just wanted to do a quick post to say thank you all so much for nearly 300 followers! I’m grateful for you all xx
Lifeweaver:
Oh this is a certified lover boy right here. Best believe he wants a position where he can see your face, where most of your body is exposed to his gaze.
That’s why missionary is always his go to, he’s able to thrust into you while keeping a hand on your cheek to ensure your pretty eyes are on him. So he can gaze down at you lovingly and watch your facial expression as you react to every movement.
It also gives him the ability to pinch and play with your nipples, smiling at the sounds that escape your throat as he lavishes you in praise.
But his absolute favourite thing to do in this position is fold you over yourself, knees pressed to your chin so he can slam into you in a mating press, letting you feel him all the way in your guts.
Because he’s so big, he dwarfs you and ensures all you can think about is him, all you can focus on is his cock thrusting in and out of you rapidly. Loves to kiss you in that position, mumbling against your hips how good you take him, how much he wants to fill you up with his cum for being so so good for him. But before he does that you’ll have to cum first.
Apart from that, any position where he has you in front of a mirror is perfect for him. He’ll set you on his lap so he can play and toy with your body, telling you intricate praises and compliments. If you’re a self conscious person, he’ll make you repeat them back to him while keeping your eyes on the mirror as he brings you over the edge again and again.
Alternatively, he might not even fuck you at all, perfectly content with you sitting on his face as he gives you the pleasure he knows you deserve.
Cole Cassidy:
I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again. Save a horse, ride a cowboy.
He loves it if you ride him, the sight of you moving up and down on his lap. The sight of every angle of your body being on show for him to watch. The sight of his cock disappearing into your hole with every bounce.
Doesn’t care if it makes him look lazy, he’ll just lay back into the pillows, one hand stroking your hip while the other puffs the cigar in his mouth, occasionally offering it to you.
Now if you really want him to go feral, take his cowboy hat off and put it on yourself. You’ll feel him throb inside you as she growls, teasing you about it as he starts to thrust up inside you.
Now he’s an ass man, so when he isn’t gripping your ass while you ride him, he’s gripping and slapping your ass while he takes you from behind, another favourite of his.
Just loves to see it ripple with every thrust, and how you squeak or moan when he spanks you. Depending on the day he’s had, he’ll pump into you in methodical strokes while teasing you, or he’ll fuck into you hard and fast, chasing his pleasure.
Don’t be surprised if he’s puffing his cigar in that position too, the scent filling your nostrils before you even realised he’d lit it, too preoccupied by how deep he reaches as he forces your back to arch.
Ramattra:
Yeah he also likes doggy style, for more…dominating reasons.
Will love to push your head into the mattress, pounding into you while he mocks you for being so pathetic, so desperate to be filled that you’d let a dangerous omnic fuck you and toy with you just so you could find release.
He’d pull your hair, making your back arch for him as he railed you. Just loves to see how pliable your body is when he has you like this, and the noises that fall from your throat. Will also spank you to elicit similar noises, and best believe you’ll have a handprint on your ass to prove it.
And he could even pick you up in that position, moving you into a full nelson as your body jolts with each punishing thrust upwards.
Alternatively, he likes fucking you against the wall. Displays his sheer strength as he can just manhandle you to a position of his liking, you legs dangling pathetically as he has his way with you.
Although he loves fucking you while you’re facing him in that position, your legs wrapped around his waist as he holds you steady against the wall with his hands on your hips and ass. He won’t want to admit it, but it makes his internal fans whirl louder when he sees you face in ecstasy as you gaze up at him longingly.
However if you’ve been a brat, then you clearly don’t deserve the cock he graciously had fitted just to please you, so he’ll love to watch you hump his leg instead as he sits proud in his chair, legs spread. If you please him enough he might let you sit on his lap and hump his thigh instead. And if you please him just right, if your begs and grovelling are to his satisfaction, he may even let you sink down on him and ride him till he short circuits.
Lucio:
My sweet baby, he’s such a romantic!!! His favourite would definitely be missionary, you guys are just so close like that.
He’ll be holding your hand like a lifeline, gentle and measured strokes inside you as he rests his forehead against yours. Would love to feel all your little gasps against his lips, feeling your chests so close, his thumb soothingly running over the back of your hand. He’s always got you <3
However every man has needs, and Lucio is no different. So if you ask to ride him, he definitely isn’t gonna say no. It’ll be the positon he’s the most vocal in for sure, whines and grunts tumbling out his lips as you use his dick to get off.
He’ll be grabbing everywhere and anywhere, needing to feel useful as you make his eyes roll back with pleasure. Grabbing handfuls of your ass or hips or chest or thighs. Anywhere.
If you hold his hands in this position his hips will twitch, breath shaky as he pleads with you to let him fuck up into you. The whines will just tumble from his mouth, the grip on your hands tight, as if he’s afraid you’ll disappear if he lets go.
Alternatively, if you’re wearing shorts…please let him hit it from the back. His favourite if you’re having a quickie before his show, pushing into you fast as you bend over his dressing table and present yourself for him. Or even against the door if you’re brave enough, both of you struggling to be quiet as his manager knocks on the wood and tells your boyfriend he’s due on stage in 5 minutes.
Genji:
Another man who loves you riding him. After becoming mostly cybernetic, he’s hyper aware of his own strength, as well as the way he looks now. You being on top allows him to peace of mind that he isn’t gonna accidentally hurt you, or crush you.
But also my god he loves watching the show. The way your hips move and circle to get the most pleasure, your hand gripping at his metal chest to steady yourself, the look on your face as the sensations build and build inside of you. He’ll instinctively go to hold your hips, perhaps accidentally holding that bit too tight so it leaves bruises.
But that position is perfect for praising him, telling him how good he feels, how beautiful you think he is. That’ll really make him whimper, audible over the soft plap of your thighs against him. Instinctively he’ll buck up at the praise, driving his cock deep inside you as he whines in embarrassment and pleasure at your complimentary words.
Hold his hands too, regardless of position he’d like for you to hold on to his hand or arms, makes him feel like you trust him, that you look to him for a source of comfort and security. He might even place something cozy and fuzzy on so you have a gentle fabric to hold.
Reinhardt:
Missionary, a classic position for a classic man. Loves how small you look under him, how his big arms practically dwarf your head as he braces himself above you. Sure he’s no spring chicken anymore, but he can still fuck you the way a pretty thing like you deserve.
And if you teasingly imply he can’t fuck you for too long, or suggest you can get on top instead? Well, that’s pretty much the only time his gentlemanly facade will crack, as he drives into you at a pace most young men wouldn’t dream of; his big cock filling you up so completely that your eyes will be rolling.
But most times he’s the epitome of a gentle giant, gently kissing you as he rocks slowly in and out of your smaller body, his beard gently tickling your neck and shoulder as he leaves small love bites on your skin.
But listen, if you’re with him you’re gonna most likely have a thing for his size and strength. So he will definitely pick you up while you guys are fucking if that’s what his sweetheart wants. With a firm grip on your hips he’ll encourage you to wrap your thighs around him so he can fuck you against the wall, your head against his scarred chest.
In that position, you’ll hear the rumbling in his chest as he moans, telling you how good you are, how stunning you are in his arms; it’s like you belong there. And if you’re fucking him after a mission, he’ll ramble about how he’s always gonna protect you, that it’s his duty to keep you safe and content as you cum around his big cock.
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