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[21:40] masked
masked man{squid game}
!! 18+ ; NONCON, INCEL, facefucking, KNIFE, choking, degradation, hair pulling, rough sex, anonymous, mask kink please PLEASE continue with caution !!
head so full rn of making a big fuss about not getting enough food, maybe even throwing it into one of the guards’ face
he’d be calm about it, not reacting even when you spit at his feet
until night comes and you wake up to the feel of cold metal against your skin and a large hand covering your mouth when you try to scream
“make a fuss and ill mark that pretty face of yours.”
he’d probably drag you out by the hair all the way to the toilets, enjoying the way you muffled your discomfort
he’d throw you down, breathing hard and watching as you pushed yourself up to look up at him through lidded angry eyes
“what are you? some kind of pervert?!”
you screamed when his hand tangled in your hair and pulled your face up to his clothed crotch, quiet as he quickly pushes his trousers down
“start licking, whore,” he grunted thrusting against your face, your disgusted expression doing nothing but make him get harder than he already was “don’t make me ask twice.”
your tongue felt warm and he could feel his stomach coil oh so pleasantly while yours did somersaults retching as he rubbed himself all over your cheek
“gonna shove my cock down a pretty girls throat,” he groaned, head leaning back, the tip of his cock prodding against your lips
you could feel the desperation and laughed “are you a virgin?” and you felt him recoil at the word, his grip tightening on your head, you screamed and he wasted no time in taking the opportunity to go to the back of your throat
he let out out a loud brown while you choked and sputtered beneath you “a pretty girls throat im fucking a pretty girls throat” he thrusted out and you gasped for air for a second before he shoved your head down again
he pushed you away and you gripped at the floor, trying to crawl away from him while desperately remembering how to breathe “fucking pathetic.” you managed to spit out
he was silent, hands wrapping around your ankles and dragging you towards you “take your pants off, bitch,” he hissed, the cold blade pressed against your neck
you couldn’t help but laugh and go along with it, removing your trousers and bra “can you even find the hole, you loser?”
he held your legs down and thrusted against you, the tip of his cock rubbing against your clit while he desperately attempted to prove you wrong
“see, can’t even-fuck!” your insult got cut mid sentence when you felt him finally reach what he wanted and press himself fully inside you. his dick was bigger than expected, filling you up in ways nothing did
he didn’t give you time to rest, hips moving nonstop “fuck fuck you’re so tight you fucking bitch,” he groaned, gripping your thighs before halfway lifting his mask “stick out your tongue, whore,” his demand sounded more like a plea
you take his tongue into your mouth and swirl it around, he starts shaking, hips moving even faster, you can tell he’s trying so hard to stop himself from cumming
you clench around him and feel his cock start to throb “fuck no I want…” he whimpers but pushes deep when he feels his release
you could feel his cum drip out of you when he pulls out and leaves you to clean up with a warning for next time
prayers | shiva
absolute brain ror that is filling my tired brain rn but have it
!!18+ ; worship kink, dacryphilia, spit, impact play, face slapping, facefucking, praise, light degradation please take care before continuing !!
His fingers wrapped around the sides of your face ; so pretty, staring up at him with those big doe eyes, face red, and drool gathering, slowly dripping off your lips. He couldn’t help but smile, pressing a kiss to your forehead.
“Such a pretty little nymph,” he coped, tapping the side of your face ever so gently “Stupid little fuck toy, aren’t you?” he tapped a bit harder as you nodded, crawling up between his legs, feeling his hands tighten around your waist.
He frowned, grabbing your cheeks between his thumb and forefinger. You could see his eyes soften before pressing his lips to yours “Tell me, again,” he whispered, allowing you to kiss down his chest, one of his hands resting on your ass “just how devoted you are.”
You remain quiet, much too stimulated by the feel of his skin atop yours, his fingers caressing the inside of your thighs, close so close yet not touching.
Sighing, he plunged a finger in and delighted to see you push down on it “Look at you,” he cooed “Dripping for your God.”
AAAAA HI HONEY
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bros im going to be completely honest; over the past two weeks ive had the pleasure of reading the absolute filthiest toe curling fics known to man so i have to apologise in advance for the content thats about to follow </3
A little taster of what’s about to follow 🧍♀️
bros im going to be completely honest; over the past two weeks ive had the pleasure of reading the absolute filthiest toe curling fics known to man so i have to apologise in advance for the content thats about to follow </3
dilf geto
imagining an older geto—with a few greys in his hair and creases by the corner of his eyes—being that one hot single dad in your area. even the mere mention of his name brings a smile to people's face. they say he's the best cook working the grill at a barbecue, or that he's always so helpful and generous when he fixes a lightbulb, repairs a sink, maybe clean a pool. most of the time they go on about his perfect family with his smart, beautiful daughters and their three adopted dogs from the shelter.
everyone knows him and knows about him because this neighbourhood is small and gossip comes with that, people just love talking about him on a daily. it keeps the housewives occupied when they're meeting at the recreation center to watch him and gojo swim laps, and the other dads in town can't help but find him entertaining when they watch him go from making flower arrangements for his home to then chugging down a can of beer at the speed of light when japan tops their group for the world cup. he celebrates with his whole chest out, sculpted and broad, he's red in the face and so drunk yet looking incredible while at it. and it shows just how he's at his very peak, strong and still so hot-blooded even though he's nearing forty.
"don't you have a date tonight?" he asks when you're drying the dishes next to him and you catch his gaze lingering just a little longer over you when you reach up to grab a dishcloth. shirt riding up to reveal your bare torso, shorts hugged tight around the swell of your ass. turning away, he clears his throat before continuing in a strained voice, head hanging low, "a pretty young thing like you shouldn't be spending all her time with an old man like me," he quirks his lips up, chuckling to himself. and it stings because even when he notices you, a man like that wouldn't be impressed, wouldn't waste his time on you; he's too mature, too experienced. and he's smart enough to know that he should be spending time with someone his age, what would he have in common with a girl who was fresh out of college and had been tutoring his daughters every weekend just to get by.
sometimes when you catch him alone, you start to see him in a different light—he's having that little bit of time to himself, afternoons spent listening to his record collection, his back leaning against a window as he tunes out, writing in his journal because he heard it was a good way to decompress—so aware of him and his presence.
just like that time he invited you to the beach with them. nanako and mimiko are old enough to wander off on their own and he tells you the last time he brought them out here, they were still in floaties, drawing patterns on his face with sunscreen then proceeds to pull out a photo on his phone to show you. and here, among grains of sand, salt in the air, and a scorching sun, he is the only thing that makes your skin prickle. sweat beading over your neck at the sight of him lounging on a bamboo mat with one of his legs propped up, spread wide. a red shirt hangs loosely off his body, stark against his skin. there are gaudy leafy patterns all over it but he manages to pull it off.
and geto isn't the kind of man that would care because he's comfortable. secure. long gone are the days where he pierced his own ears and spontaneously got a tattoo of a dragon on his back because he thought it would impress women. but you think he never really needs to try, is the type of guy who's so oblivious to his charm. even now, as people walk by and stare at him, he's too focused on his book; likes to break them in, wear out the spine, so firm when he opens them up until they're folded over, pressing down on the binding with his large palms dwarfing the paperback, his long fingers flipping the pages swiftly. "you admiring the view?" geto pushes his sunglasses up on his forehead, shooting you a smirk and revealing the smile lines etched into his face. you know he's just teasing but you're flustered, can't help but think—yes, and what a view it is.
it starts feeling like pure torture and every night your hand trails over your panties, touching yourself. chasing the thrill, the thought of his body under you. oh those worn hands with veins bulging over his knuckles, his palms so big and so warm caressing over your thighs, gripping on the insides and pressing his fingers there, spreading you open the way he does with the books. with a little force but it would be so easy for him as he fucks up into you, getting all wet and slick. you picture his thick cock delving past your folds, fitting inside you and stretching you out, thrusting and thrusting as deep as he can, all the way to the hilt.
your heart starts pounding, thrumming in your chest and all you can hear is the muffled sound of it in your ears, you moans and cries you can't hide. so desperate to be his 'pretty young thing' to play with, you'd show him just how desirable he is, that none of the boys you ever dated could do to you what he does. no one makes you this hazy, this drunk and lustful and wanting. makes you cream all over your fingers and your vibrator every time you get to this part; what would he be like with a woman, what would he be like with you.
what if he could see you now, would he stand there and watch you as you moan his name, showing him just how good he makes you feel. a part of you might resist him, keeping your sweet tight pussy to yourself. maybe you'd taunt him, "can't keep up old man?", just to watch his resolve crumble, growls into your ear as he just pounds into you, finds a pillow and raises your hips up because he'd know that trick, he'd know so much. and even when time slips into early hours of the morning, he'd never tire, he'd keep going and you'd fall even harder. that he'd let go and allow himself to take what he wants—what you know he craves as much as you do.
i think the implant really messed with my h word levels but now they’re back at absolute full strength and im back to drooling over thoughts of 2D men rawing me
Honey I literally cannot wait for Rudra, Indra and Vishnu to be animated. They literally rot my brain 24/7 istg the Hindu pantheon is the gift that keeps on giving CAUSE SHIVAS WIVES ALSO?
RoR knows I’m Bi and they’re exploiting it 🗿
THE DAY INDRA GETS ANIMATED BARK BARK ABRK AWOOO I WILL BE AN ACTUAL M E N A C E BIGGER THAN THE MENACE ILL BE WHEN TOJI FROM JJK WILL GET ANIMATED WOOOOO
I’ve been reading the latest chapters of RoR and honestly I really don’t want Qin to lose to Hades but I feel like he will because “ohh no Hades has to avenge his fish fucking brother Poseidon 🤓🤓🤓” Hades just seems and acts like a slightly less extremist to Poseidon in terms of personality where as Qin is actually a relatively new and refreshing character even though he’s somewhat similar to Buddha. The human aspect of him is so appealing especially with his “lmao no fuck you bitch” attitude to the gods despite being mortal and could easily be crushed by them.
I also literally just want to sit on his face but like please he’s funny - let him live :(
please why did they have to ruin hades by literally giving him poseidons personality 🙄🙄🙄 like everyone was attracted to the looks not what fish boy was saying 😐 i hate that they did that to him :(((( ALSO RHE LAST BIT AHAHAHHAHAHA YES U GO SIT ON THAT MANS FACE
the feminine urge to imagine being railed by mammon and diavolo when lucifer is out of town
“i like my women quiet, and now i think you’ll do nicely.”
make it fit — naoya zenin.
warnings:
misogyny, a lot of it. T__T. naoya is really mean, dubcon/noncon(?), choking, size kink, dacryphilia, drool (it’s all just gross), degradation, praise but you can see the ulterior motive behind it, dumbification, one mention of a corpse.
word count: 854.
notes: i am... back from the dead?!? with this really gross awful unproofread misogynist naoya drabble. i have to credit @sukirichi, i’ve been reading a lot of your naoya stuff recently and it was so good that i somehow awoke from my 8 month writing coma to bang out this mini monstrosity. thanks for the inspo!!! <3 p.s. reader has female anatomy and gets called ‘good girl’ !
“you’re such a fucking crybaby,” he hisses, hips rolling into yours without regard for your comfort, forcing in what wouldn’t fit when he tried caring about your tears. “it took me so fucking long to get into your panties, i took you on so many— so many shitty dates, and let you talk about your boring self as if i was interested.” his voice is seething, the panties in question currently stuffed between your lips, muffling your sobs and resulting in a collection of drool from the sides of your mouth. his movements are animalistic, and you think about how stupid you were to believe he could actually care for you.
“and once i do manage to get you into bed,” he continues, a growl in his tone accompanying a particularly harsh thrust, “you won’t even let me fuck you. i tried to be nice, stretch you out a little, play with your stupid little cunt to shut you up for just a minute, but no—“ his voice suddenly becomes girlish and mocking, evidently an attempt to humiliate you further: “‘i can’t, i can’t— it hurts, stop—‘, such a fucking baby.”
he returns to his usual pitch to spit the insult right at your face, which is already streaked with tears, your cheeks hot and covered in smudged makeup- (you think back to getting yourself dolled up for the date, eager to see him again. he’s nothing like other guys, you’re sure! he’s so polite and charming, not at all like the sleazebags who usually try and chat you up. it’ll be different this time, you reason. you witness your vision tinge with black and feel his hand tighten around your throat, and realise how wrong you were.)
his grip releases your limp wrists- you’re fucked too dumb to try and push him off any more- and reaches for your chest, flicking a pert nipple with a harsh finger.
“fuck,” he groans, his hips stuttering for just a second before he pulls out, flipping your ragdoll-like body over and slipping in again, “you’re so wet... are you sure you weren’t pretending about it hurting, sweetheart?” his tone has turned condescending, and you hate how the nickname he’d used on your first meeting can still affect you. your answer never comes, evidently, and he chuckles darkly as he pushes your head down into the mattress by the back of your neck.
“god, you’re so much prettier when you keep your mouth shut, baby. no more— yapping, and rambling about your interests that i don’t care about, you’re so perfect like this. my personal fucktoy, huh? aren’t you my good toy now?”
it’s cruel, and he knows you can’t reply, so he yanks your head up by your hair, the sting causing you to cry out, and makes you nod for him.
“that’s right, baby. you don’t need to talk. i like my women quiet, and i think now you’ll do nicely.”
he lets your head fall to the bed again, your cheek smushed against the sheets as he pauses the pounding of his hips to reach for your face, grabbing the fat of your flushed cheeks and pulling the now soaked panties out from between your swollen lips.
“i’m sure you’ll know better than to take this as permission to speak, darling.”
words race through your thoughts, comprising contempt and indignance along with pleas- you try to say “please don’t stop”, “it feels so good” and the like, but it all comes out as slurred syllables; he fucks you so good to the point that you’ve lost the articulateness that you’re always so proud of.
“you good, honey?” he gazes at your face, and the way your tongue is lolling out of your mouth, drooling. “oh, you’re so gross.” the sentence is said with an obvious grin, the bastard’s proud of his handiwork. “but you know i love it.” his strong hand lets go of your face, instead moving to uncharacteristically gently move your hair from your face where it’s stuck to the mix of saliva and tears- the juxtaposition reminds you again of how you’d truly thought that he’d cared.
his hips are pistoning again, slower this time; you can feel every ridge and vein of his cock dragging against your velvet walls. a tap to your temple brings you out of your stupor- you’re mindless, you’re a mess, it’s humiliating, but he smiles down at you. “you still in there?” he taps again at your forehead and your eyes slide closed. “hey, hey. look at me. i don’t wanna fuck a corpse, you won’t squeeze me as good then.”
his remark somehow makes it through the fog in your brain and you blink up at him, chin crumpling and lips pouting in displeasure. “there y’are, baby. just wanted to make sure you’re still kicking.” the corner of his lip quirks up into a half-smile as his face comes close to yours, kissing the pout that’s formed there. he’s speeding up again and your eyes roll back into your head.
“there y’go. that’s my good girl. there’s still so much fun i’m gonna have with you.”
besties ive just had the absolute best sex of my entire life
I'm the anon who didn't like her partner eating her out , first of all thank you for filling my request , I LOVED it . Second of all seeing other people who also didn't like it made me feel better , thank you. Before that I kinda feel bad because my friends thought there was something wrong with me for not liking it. Thank you Honey and the anon who answered back <3
awh bby :(( im so sorry to hear that, my friends were the same and it’s all over social media too but like I said at the end of the day it’s YOUR pleasure that matters and only YOU know what makes you feel good 😊 and there are LOADS of other ways aside from oral that can make you feel good and have u on the receiving end if your partner wants to give they will need to adapt to what you want and will enjoy seeing that you’re enjoying yourself ❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰
i wanna start posting more regularly and hopefully i will im just a bit overwhelmed with my course rn :(((
ahh i loved that, especially the kojiro one!🎀
and if you reply to this and the person who asked happens to see it: you're absolutely not alone with this, i was uncomfortable with it for years too. there's nothing wrong with not liking it and i hope you'll feel better soon!!
YES !!! This !!! I even gave it a go some time ago because all my friends said it was really good but it just personally didn’t do anything for me and that’s okay !!! You have to listen to your body and what makes YOU feel good besides there’s sooooo many other ways you can receive besides oral so don’t worry about it :)))))
Hi hi hi , how is our favorite Hercule simp doing? Fine, I hope. Can I request some headcanons about Hercule , Loki and Kojiro with a s/o who loves giving him head but doesn't let him return the favor? I recently broke up with my partner because I was so uncomfortable with him eating me out , not his fault I just don't like it , and I kinda need some comfort. It is okay if you don't want to do it. Stay safe Honey and don't forget to hydrate!
hey bbe !! i completely understand that oh my god i thought I was alone in the whole “please don’t eat me out i hate it” squad ! im really sorry to hear about ur partner tho :(( hopefully this cheers you up !!
!! 18+; facefucking, oral(m receiving), praise, slight degradation please proceed with care !!
Hercules
1000% golden retriever type boyfie
very sensitive so you giving him head has him throwing his head back, moans being heard well to the edge of mount olympus
gets excited and head practically empty nothing on his mind other than how good your mouth feels and how close he is
has a tendency to wrap his large hand around the back of your head and push your head down all the way to the base, the contraction of your throat around his girth making him close to releasing
lets you go up to catch air before pulling you up on his lap, lips moving over any bit of skin he can find, dick shoved between your thighs as he works towards his high
desperately wants to return the favour once he cums, wanting nothing more than to feel your thighs around his face and have you squirming on top of him
kind of disappointed when you tell him, but figured out other ways to make you feel good without you feeling uncomfortable
will slowly find all your weak spots and it won’t be long before he has your cunt drooling around him
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Kojiro
much more of a giver than receiver
when you tell him you don’t want him to eat you out, he doesn’t even bat an eye because oh boy does he know so many other ways to get you begging
he’s pretty handy with his fingers and his stamina is insane + not afraid of bringing toys to the bedroom if you’re comfortable with it
starts to get used to you going down on him and absolutely loves having one of his hand playing with your clit while you give him head, absolutely loving the way you struggle to keep the rhythm going, the moans vibrating on his dick
doesn’t like cumming in your mouth and very much prefers making a mess all over your face and chest, grabbing you by the cheek and admiring his “art” (bonus points if there’s lots of smeared mascara and lipstick)
