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Supergirl: Roommates - Male Reader - Ch.3 -Social Media Rookie (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1617408369-supergirl-roommates-male-reader-ch-3-social-media?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=PrimeofPrimes115 released a new chapter for Supergirl: Roommates the other day, go check it out! I’ll also post a link to Ao3 in the comments as well if you prefer reading there instead of Wattpad

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Poisoned Apple

Lies, betrayal and promises. Who keeps them, who breaks them and who survives them? Only living through this apocalypti...

Chapter 3: The Interrogation is being released tomorrow 5pm (GMT)! There’s still time to catch up on the first two chapters!

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Morskikt the Skaven and Sigmir the Imperial

Chapter 3 Part 1

Heavy steps, floorboards creaking. This could mean only one thing. The moldy door opened slowly and the gentle giant stepped into the odd room. Sigmir was lying on the bed, on his belly, the Squire sitting on his little ottoman next to the door.

Morskikt put down a basket with herbs on the bedside drawer, and then he laid his heavy hand on Sigmirs head and ruffled his hair. Sigmir, who was still asleep, got woken up by the Skaven’s affection, jolted up and instantly sat upright on the bed.

Morskikt, being embarrassed to almost be caught by him showing softness and affection ripped his hand away in shock.

"Your herb-leaves, man-thing. The market was hell-bad. The medicine cost the gold-jingle of an entire division of men-things. It better be useful-good..."

After saying that while looking down, he walked to the other end of the room and put a new quill on the table.

"Also I got-get you this."

Morskikt ducked through the doorframe and picked something up that was on the outside of the room.

"For you."

Morskikt handed Sigmir the very blade that he yielded and gave to the Squire on the Battlefield. But it was sort of different... On closer inspection, the blade was finer, sharper and had something engraved in the hilt "Morskikt".

"I hope you don't mind-dislike the changes I made-did... I took the freedom to upgrade your filthy-dirty man-thing blade and made it... Better..."

Sigmir stared at the blade in disbelief. It was just a boring old sword... Why would anybody go out of his way to work on it? It's a standard issue soldier infantry sword.

"Why are you giving me this? I can just strike you down now."

"Your shackles-chains."

Morskikt retorted very dryly, without thinking about it any longer.

"I have brought-got you a new quill. Don't break this one... Please"

"Rat-ical!"

Yelled the young Squire out of nowhere, as a probable reaction to the new, rarely in Skaven cities seen Quill.

"What? I- I am thankful, Morskikt, but... You haven't answered my question! I can just..."

He pointed the blade at Morskikt, his Squire jumping up from his ottoman and unsheathing his broken straight sword and reluctantly pointing it at Sigmir.

"As told-said before... Your shackles. You're not shackled-chained."

Morskikt softly put his paw on the blade, making Sigmir point it down, alongside the Squire who acted accordingly.

"If you were, I would have kept-kept the blade outside. But obviously my Squire here trusts-believes you enough as to leave you unchained, even after-after you have changed your cloth-fabrics"

Morskikt put his other paw on the head of his loyal Squire and he let out a gleeful 'yip yip'

"Now man-thing, if I may ask you to lower your blade-sword and put it aside?"

There was a moment of silence, before Sigmir lowered his blade, got out of his stance and put the sword next to his bedside drawer, then sat back down on the bed.

"Good boy, Sigmir."

Morskikts deep voice rumbled through Sigmirs head and made its way into his bones, he was deeply shook by what he just heard and gasped a little. His heart rate increased. He put one hand on his bare chest and the other one on the blanket, clenching the soft fabric because of the shock.

The Soldier's head turning red once more caught the attention of the Horned Rat.

"Man-thing! Your face-face is doing that again. You're red. Let me apply the herbs-leaves now. I need to mortar them. Make them small-tiny."

Morskikt grabbed a little mortar from the middle drawer and ordered his Squire to turn them into a paste.

"Look, Sigmir, Horned Rat gray seers told-gave me the recipe, I need-must turn it into a fine paste, then rub into skin-skin. That will give you a sort of immunity-safety, maybe also help-clean your. Unfortunate mishap."

Morskikt grabbed Sigmirs chin, as he oftentimes does and moved it to have a better look at it. Sigmir - at this point used to it - just let him do what he had to do.

"We will see-notice. Also you seem to have-have chosen tight clothing. I requested-asked for the best a man-thing could wear. I must admit-say, this is quite... Revealing."

Morskikt casually pointed out the heavy bulge and visible trace of Sigmirs member, and put his pointer claw on it and casually traced alongside its length.

Sigmir gasped very audibly.

"My apologies, man-thing."

Sigmir stared up at the Skaven, in shock, arousal, and a slight hint of disgust in himself, for being aroused by what he once called his sworn enemy. He looked up and down the burly Skaven, now for the first time he noticed the sort of clear outline that Morskikt's loincloth was showing. He could not help himself now, he couldn't stop looking at Morskikt's abs, his chest, broad shoulders and big biceps. Morskikt was now leaning over Sigmir, in his left paw he held the mortar, his right hand held out for Sigmirs.

"Give me your hand-paw."

Obediently, Sigmir reached out to the Skavens paw and held it. Morskikt then inspected it, as if to kiss it he held it closer to his face. Sigmirs heart was racing, his hand being held and treated so gently, as if to put on a ring. Morskikt then went down on one knee to be closer to him and put Sigmirs hand on his nose. Sigmir couldn't breathe straight. His heart pounding him inside of his skull and his face as red as a very ripe paprika. Morskikt's nose felt so squishy and soft, and the many little sniffles on his hand were like many little kisses. It felt like when he was gone for the entire day and coming back home, his dog would be jumping on him and sniff him all over.

"Horned Rat gray seers said that most men-things can't put on paste-juice themselves very easily, as it burns too strong-strong on palm, only good when not directly on palm-hands. So if you want-need to, you can put on back of hand-hand and put on your skin-fur. Or.. Horned Rat can put on skin for easier-better distribution. Your choice."

"C- could you.. P- put it on..."

"Let me get rid of your heal-bandage"

Morskikt carefully removed the bandages, obviously feeling up Sigmirs chest while doing so. His heavy paws felt heavenly on the Imperials skin.

Sigmir was struggling to bring out a real sentence, which was pretty obvious, considering the current state he was in. Having a massive, beefy Rat man in front of him, as well as his once more painful erection, having a life or death battle against his briefs. Sigmir couldn't take the teasing any longer, and his member couldn't either. A small, wet patch of precum formed at the end of his member as the big Skaven applied the paste to his palm.

"Man-thing. We can begin-start. Please lay down on your back-back for now."

Sigmir, without even thinking about it, lays down sheepishly and just lets it happen. Morskikt climbed on top of the down duvet. knees on the same height as Sigmirs thighs.

Morskikt started out slowly. The sensual experience was near indescribable. He put his left paw on the man's neck. First, soft skin. Then hot paste. Followed by five claws tracing sensually along the skin, playfully and just nearly leaving marks. A bit harder and he would cut through Sigmirs epidermis.

Sigmir could now neither breath, nor think straight. He was huffing quite a lot, gasps now leaving his soft lips as they wished.

Morskikt stopped moving his hands.

"Squire. Please guard the room-place from the outside"

That said, the Squire saluted and obediently walked out of the room.

As soon as the door closed, Morskikt grew a very devious grin, it was quite arousing to Sigmir.

Morskikt's grip around Sigmirs neck tighten slightly, just for a short time though. After that, he let his hand loose, only for him to move his legs up, and sit down on Sigmirs shins. Even though the Skaven was quite big, Sigmir could barely feel his weight over... Other sensations. Morskikt's left hand kept traversing his neck, slowly moving down to his chest and nipples.

End of Part 1 of the 3rd Chapter

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Been a minute, sorry, got some new ink while I was gone. 😘🙊

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An undeniably bad idea - An Undeniably Bad Idea - Part Two (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1318701286-an-undeniably-bad-idea-part-two?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=DallasFaye&wp_originator=l4CANvl6mTqWV3dH54uRQME%2FOMcBTf%2F2sXeIp8AvA5jrNmUBtW85EKmmf4kQ%2BtIzLdH0BOI7sZevEMVqeXqb57NaPFrXOhQPYEs5dGA3D65PnAJ%2F27HT9%2Fv0zAa6nmP0 "Say it again, like you mean it." Chase murmured. Remington's heart pounded furiously against his ribcage. His voice seemed stuck in his throat, trapped beneath Chase's thumb. It had never failed him before, not like this.

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Taejoon and the tank (The Breeding Project)

Namjoon: "Charming. My capturer is already on his way to waking up from surgery, my brother is bleeding to death in a random hospital I don't even know if we can trust, and my pregnant mate is angry and won't listen. How do you land creatures deal with all of this stress?" Taehyung: "I don't. I bottle it up until it spills over and then I become a sociopath and switch the growth hormones in the marine tanks with sex pollen." Namjoon: "What?" Taehyung: "Hey, I think I hear Jimin calling me." Namjoon: "We're not done with this. You put what in my tank…"

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Dreams (not the redone version)

Rhea Riley x reader (afab)

Warnings- cnc, wet dreams, mommy kink, bondage, possesive

There was no better way to spend your night than curled up with your girlfriend. This particular night your girlfriend rhea had woken up to your moans. She was almost certain you had broken the no touching without permission rule. But when her eye adjusted to the light she saw you were fully asleep. You were having a wet dream. She smiled and watched as you squeezed your thighs together. She wondered what might have gotten you so riled up but she couldn't think of anything.

She pulled you closer to her and your legs around her thigh. You began to rut against her for any kind of friction. She chuckled at how needy you were in your sleep. She was pulled out of her thoughts when she heard a very familiar moan. The one you make when you're about to cum but then you didn't you kept rutting getting visibly frustrated. You were trying desperately to cum.

Rhea slipped her hand in between her thigh and your pussy. You kept rutting against her hand and she put her thumb against your

Clothed clit and rubbed tight soft circles. "Good girl" she whispered into your ear. You were so close. she put more pressure on your clit and you came. Then you woke. sweaty, face red and out of breath. You look up at rhea and see her grin. You looked down at your legs and your face went bright red. You buried your face in the crook of her neck. She snickered "you're adorable" she pushed you away from her neck. You didn't look her in the eyes you were too embarrassed. "Look at me," she said sternly grabbing your chin. You looked her in the eyes your face turning a new shade of pink

"Good girl, now do you wanna tell me what your dream was about?" She said you knew she wasn't asking but you shook your head no and looked away. She grabbed you by the jaw "look. at. me." You did. "What was your dream about?" As much as you wanted to look away you knew she was already pissed. "Um. In the dream, it was right after one of your matches and...", your face went bright red with embarrassment but you didn't dare to look away again. You cleared your throat " then you were driving us home and you kept putting your hand on my thighs" rhea nodded to let you she wanted to hear more. "When we got home" your face went even redder and you covered your face with your hands.

Rhea grabbed your wrists "alright, I'm not gonna make you look at me you will be getting one hell of a spanking later." You nodded and put your face into the crook of her neck again. Ready to take whatever punishment she gave as long as you didn't have to look her in the eyes.

You mumbled incoherently against her neck. "Speak up or I'll make you look me in the eyes." She said. "You tied me up and fucked me," I

You said just above a whisper. "I wish you told me that you like being tied up sooner," she said calmly. "You don't think it's weird?" You asked. This was the first you had told anyone and you were sure she would hate the idea and possibly you. "It's not weird at all baby," she said making you smile. "Has someone told you it's weird?" She asked grabbing your chin and pulling you away from her neck. You shook your head "I've never told anyone" you admit. "You want me to tie you up baby?"

Thank you for reading

I might be making more one-shots maybe a series idk. Love you guys bye 👋👋