#corrupt god oc

[asterismamor]

May I have rhubarb and strawberry crumble please!!

[Afab reader]

Just thinking size training with Talisen!!:( He's just too big so he has to take it slow! And he thinks it's so hot that you just keep squirming underneath him all teary eyed and whiny. Pawing at him and saying that it's fine and you can take more but as soon as he pushes another inch in tears will start falling out if your eyes and you'll try to writher away. He'll just keep his hands I'm your hips and a synthetic coo on his lips telling you he told you so. And maybe he'll thrust in a little bit more just to feel your twitching walls grip down onto him tighter with a whine fall off your tongue:((

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⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ verse 164 talisen ⊹ ۪ ࣪

. ˚◞꒰ 🍵 corrupt god x reader, siren x reader, cw: size training, smut ꒱

7’11” in comparison to you made you feel like a meek little thing when it came to him. and he was always one to use his full height and size against you — especially now. when you were there, squirming beneath him and trying your utmost hardest to take him.

“I-I. . . I can - c-can take it - please, tal -”

“sure you can qīn'ài de. that is why you are trembling so much - yes?”

the little buck of his hips had you whimpering and clinging onto him. he’s not even halfway in and you already think he’s all the way in. filling you up so prettily.

you can’t help but look down. the position he held you in making it comfortable to do so. and you see it - the way your pussy quivers and struggles. clenching around him. weeping and spilling all over the place.

“look at her,”

a smack to your clit that has you yelping and your walls fluttering, giving him the perfect opportunity to press just a bit more in. leaving you whining and tearing up.

“she is all sensitive. poor thing.”

he’d relieve you by rubbing his thumb on your clit. leaning down to kiss you so slowly, so softly. like his thick cock isn’t practically splitting you open.

he’d be slow this time. drawn out. making sure that you feel each and every inch of him. all while you cling to him - he loves it when your nails drag down his back. all while he makes you take more and more.

stuffing your poor little cunt full and fucking you senseless once he knows you’re ready. crooning and making you watch. telling you just how pretty you are, all stretched out for him.

[asterismamor]

Me: *sees the latest piece and knows very well that lake is unsafe*

Also me: Fuck it! We are going swimming!

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ verse 164 talisen ⊹ ۪ ࣪

. ˚◞꒰ 🍵 corrupt god x reader, siren x reader ꒱

a small chuckle leaves those slithered lips. a flutter of water matches the ripples in the water. silk clings to perfect skin. gold freckles putting the sun to shame. his brow arches.

“well are you not simply adorable.”

a flash of light. frost finds your chin - blocking out the warmth of the sun. replacing it with his delicate fingers that carry the strengths of the gods. flexed around your skin as the deity of deceit draws you near.

“to swim in my lake. how bold.” his thumb traces your lower lip. leaving a trailed of a thousand unuttered promises. a balm for his lips to find shortly after.

and when he parts. those large hands cup your face. like one would a delicate lotus floating along the water’s way. your head tilted to behold his face - dark hair backlit from the never-setting sun behind.

“well, come on then - will you not?”

[asterismamor]

. ˚◞♡ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒖𝒑𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒙 𝒈𝒏! 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ₊˚

⊹ ۪ ࣪ corrupt god x reader, sorcerer x reader, cw: yandere themes, kidnapping ⊹ ۪ ࣪

yandere sorcerer alessio who grows obsessed with the idea of having you all to himself. in every way that he possibly can. heart, mind, body. . .

soul.

when you're a being such as himself, a being of pure magic — one who has prided himself on learning anything and everything there is about the soul. the dynamics of it. the sheer fabric of it. . . there are things one is able to do to keep themselves bound to their beloved.

so what if you try to run from him? your soul's already bound to him. and if that's not enough, he's already dragged you to his catacombs. promising to bring you back up to the cottage once you behave. once he firmly demonstrates that you are his.

oh how he'd extract your very soul from within you. gripping and clawing at it so possessively with ring cladded fingers and dark nails. staring upon you with a crazed look in his emerald hues as you helplessly limp into your restraints — soul halfway pulled out of you.

"mine,"

"this soul is mine."

"not anyone's, not yours."

"mine."

he'd whisper. only to grin and croon at your desperate pleading when your body convulses from the unnatural circumstances placed upon it. how he'd make you beg for his mercy — swear your loyalty to him. promise to stay with him forever.

and just when you think your body is about to succumb to an imbalance of spirit and flesh; his black painted lips flush against yours in a fervent haze — pouring your soul back into you with a kiss that makes your knees weak. the sound of heated breaths and hurried, possessive whispers bouncing off of the stone walls as he practically kisses the life back into you.

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍡 ꒱ earth 164 alessio agresta ⊹ ۪ ࣪

[asterismamor]

"i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me" with Talisen 164??😤😭🌷 - 💐

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ verse 164 talisen ⊹ ۪ ࣪

. ˚◞꒰ 🍵 corrupt god x reader, siren x reader, cw: dark themes ꒱

𖹭. so I know this probably garnered fluff but I ended up writing dark so. . . yay

you’re not sure how far you ran into the woods. slews of viridian greens and murky browns blending into a spinning pattern before your eyes. fog of tears clouding your vision even further.

the scrapes of thorns still linger across your skin. reminding you of the sharpness of claws. the silver of a tongue that spun such pretty lies for your ears. the sweetest of stories to keep you stable. still.

in his arms. the hold of a monster.

there is no fear in the rustle of the woodland life - but the silence amongst the trees.

the drain of warmth colour - the lack of a familiar copper spark.

only lengths of greens and the hollow of quiet darkness that rose a stutter in your already pounding heart. and still, like a fool, you proceed. sprinting through the woods as though you could outrun a god.

a god,

what happens when a god is angered?

it’s the least of your worries. perhaps it should be your first.

the only concern swirling around your panicked mind is the search for an exit through the thick foliage. to free yourself from the moist soil at your bare feet and the ringing of his smooth voice in your ears.

he is no where to be seen. and yet your eyes tell you otherwise. spinning films of memories and whats-ifs as your gaze darts around the deep, dark emerald woods.

the flicker of light catches your attention.

up ahead.

right there -

an exit.

the flutter of your heart is not of fear. for the first time since you took of. the sliver of hope that washes over your skin makes you finally take a breath of air you had not known you needed.

and like a bird eager to fly out of its cage and soar into the open world. away from the gold bars of uncertainty and deceit; into the skies you once knew.

you think it the auric of sun. the assuring warmth that dons your face and has you gasping for air. your knees giving out as you collapse onto the ground.

wet.

why is it wet?

amongst your fantasies of freedom you neglected the sight of glimmer before you - and when your head snaps up you are face-to-face with the shimmer of water.

the ever-dawning sun.

a lake you knew all.

a song that stained your ears.

from the skin of your back, you feel a cold presence. flushed against your nightgown you had fled in.

the drawl of a crooning voice amongst the sound of your hammering heart.

the touch of his hands that you wished to flee. now on your waist, keeping you form against the ice of his figure.

“my poor little bird,”

he sighs.

“have you forgotten that I clipped your wings?”

the voice of your captor hoists you against him. long arms wrap around you. not tight - not in the slightest. he knew you could not escape him, even if you tried.

“who do you run from, my dove? don’t you know?”

the deity of carnalism buries his face into your shoulder. voice shaky. rasped through sharp teeth meant for tearing.

“I can keep you safe. they are all afraid of me.”

[asterismamor]

One key lime pie with a rhubarb and strawberry crumble please!

[Fem reader. Content warning!!! Overstimulation, double penetration, spitting, crying, a slap to the face and thigh, licking, biting.]

Your choked sobs and whines accompanied by wet clicks echo off the walls of the cottage. Tear-stained face twisted up in a euphoric high, drooling all over the burly large hand that is wrapped around your throat while his other smokes with a kiseru pipe, blowing the smoke in your direction. Two other hands grab at your upper arms, light bruises forming under them. Their hips move in a carnivorous fervor, plunging their cocks deep in your overtimulated dripping cunt, stretching you out to your limits. There's a dark chuckle behind you before a voice speaks up.

"Think they're too cock drunk to hear you?"

The hand around your neck tightens before a firm smack rings throughout the room. With a stinging face, your eyes roll back as a silent scream leaves your lips, your vision whitens as a euphoric high shudders through your body. You haven't noticed how the sheets and body below you are soaked or that Jingyi's face is mere inches from your own. He runs his thumb across the aching skin of your face, waiting for you to gain what little you had left of your senses. You blink your eyes rapidly to focus your gaze on Jingyi.

"Open."

You loll your tongue out of your mouth and simultaneously be brought closer by the grip on your throat. A glob of his spittle is aimed into your mouth. A fraction of a second later, a blissful arousal courses through your body, your soaked walls clamping down onto the cocks pounding into your soaked folds. A gruff voice cooed into your ear from behind.

"You liked that?"

Alessio's arm replaces Jingyi's hand while his other hand lands a swat on your thigh, earning a yelp, before tightly gripping onto your waist. Jingyi's takes place just below the bruises forming on your arm, arching your back and showing off the slight bulge from within your pussy. Sweaty bodies are pushed against you, they both lap and skim their tongue over the expanse of your neck, leaving bite marks and kisses in its wake before snapping their hips into your throbbing cunt.

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⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ verse 164 talisen & alessio ⊹ ۪ ࣪

. ˚◞꒰ 🍵 corrupt gods x reader, siren x reader, sorcerer x reader꒱

you regularly find yourself within the primordial’s laps whenever you are particularly bratty. they’ve discovered that bouncing you on their cocks for a few hours usually straightens you out — in contrast to the way that they make your back arch.

it really depends who gets to you first. but they don’t mind swapping positions. the one in front gets free reign of your breasts. pinching and twisting your nipples or leaning down to bite with their sharp teeth. while the one at the back so mercilessly circles your clit. timing each little circle or figure eight with a harsh snap of their hips.

there’s always a contrast. talisen typically going slower and making you feel all of him. watching you struggle to take him if only to order alessio to join in and make you keen.

“struggling to take me already, brat? mhhm. just wait ‘til alessio’s in this messy little cunt too.”

alessio’s faster. harder. gripping onto your thighs and digging his talons in. biting down onto your neck with his sharp fangs. grunting and groaning about all your pathetic ;ittle noises.

“hmm? what? can’t take it? oh that’s too bad huh? should have thought about that before being such a fucking brat. . . yeah that’s it. bounce for me - yeah, that’s it. you’re a natural.”

needless to say you’re sore and so so full by the time they’re done with you.

[asterismamor]

. ˚◞♡ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒕 𝒙 𝒈𝒏!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ⊹ ۪ ࣪

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ( verse 164 talisen x reader ) corrupt deity x reader, primordial rhytaari x reader ⊹ ۪ ࣪

𖹭. a siren tries to lead you into the water.

the song of the lake calls for you. the wind whispering in your ears. a voice of ancient ruin and mystery. paired with peering copper eyes from along the sun-kissed water’s ledge.

“far from home, your path wanders,”

“stay a bit, will you not?”

“stay awhile.”

your lips mouth in repetition to the final lyric. the moist grass and soil beneath your heels goes numb to your senses as you step closer to the lake’s bed.

“stay forever.”

the town had warned you of the woods that surround the fantastical lake. they say the sun is never rising. stuck in a position of the dawn. they speak tales of a siren dwelling in the waters. with sharp teeth and an insatiable appetite.

yet you could not help yourself. the streams called for you. the trees beckoned your entire being from the peak of your bedroom window.

and now here you are. inching closer to the being looming below.

its head rears from the water. a face that even beauty cannot match. droplets of water upon his skin reflecting in the skim rays of sun. thin copper chains and opals catching on the reflecting light.

“step into the water, my dear.”

the deep rumble of his voice distracts you from the rows of sharp teeth shaped in a grin.

the figure rises to his full height. revealing long strands of dark hair. cascading down a tall body and trailing off into the water. two large, cold hands cup around your face and draw you nearer. your neck dips to view this beautiful, dangerous creature.

this stunning, malicious man.

and as the talon of his thumb strokes along your cheekbone, you feel the ease of waves washing along your knees.

“allow me to take away your quarrels.”

[asterismamor]

I would like to order one strawberry rhubarb crumble with a side of size difference please. (Talisen 164)

*Sits on the table*

Talisen, dearest can you please come and kiss me stupid?

(Context node: I'm like 155 cm, or 5 ft and height difference makes my head spinny)

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ earth 164 zhao talisen

˗ˏˋ꒰🍦꒱corrupt god x reader, 'siren' x reader ⊹ ۪

“oh how bold, baobei.”

a deep chuckle is all you’d hear before large hands are cupping your face and yanking you in. cold yet smooth lips finding yours in an instant. consuming your kiss without a second thought as he practically takes your breath away.

one of his hands slips down to snatch your waist. making sure you notice just how big it is in comparison to your width. that same grip hauls you further onto him so that your legs hook over his waist and your body is held up by his hands alone. so that you are arching in the slightest with his towering form craning downwards to kiss you feverishly.

with every second he’d pull away he would make up for it with a series of hasty peck s if only to claim your lips fully once more. until you’re pinned beneath him and panting. until your tongues are roaming and your fingers are buried within his hair. if only for him to draw back with a thin trail of saliva connecting your flushed mouths.

talisen licks his lips. his larger form completely looming over yours laying back on the table. his hands trail down to give your waist another squeeze.

“so small,” a croon to your ear. “my little doll. just the way I like it.”

[asterismamor]

. ˚◞♡ 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒎 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒎 — copper resentment ( zhao talisen 164 )◞ ₊˚

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍵 ꒱ tw: dark content, possessive behaviour, yandere behaviour, hair-yanking, forced kissing (?)

“so,” a tall, slender figure leans back on tanned arms. the never-setting sun cast upon copper and pearl jewellery alike — reflecting on the water where long, silk robes float.

“my darling thought it was a good idea to try and escape. . . well, if you could call that pitiful attempt an escape, that is.” copper eyes find yours as the calamity tilts his head back from the glimmering sun — the dusky backlight setting a shadow upon his serene face. the calm before the storm.

with but a swipe of his finger, your body is tugged across the shore and through the waters. it all happened so fast, barely enough to allow for any reaction other than a yelp from you. all you felt was a large cold hand snatching your wrist and holding your form that fell forward — forearms on his lap.

a look of ice is upon talisen's face, and yet it somehow still seems serene. as he leans forward your legs submerged in the water feel a stir and you bite back a whimper. eyes locking, breaths bating, you await the catastrophe.

yet all that comes is a tender stroke to the side of your face and a soft kiss. one that has you quivering yet melting into your calamity lover.

gentle, like a light breeze through a calm stream.

perhaps you overreacted.

perhaps. . .

a sharp pain etches your scalp when strong fingers abruptly snatch your hair. your head is pushed closer and is forcefully tilted so that he kisses your lips with a newfound hunger. a certain control. a claim — reminder, that you are his.

talisen gives a squeeze to your wrists yet not a single care to your whimpers once his tongue pushes into your mouth and he wretches your head closer.

"mine," is all he glowers.

after minutes of heated, possessive kissing — the copper calamity parts, yet snatches your jaw instead. his tight grip holds your face, delicate fingers squishing into your cheeks as he remains but a breath away from you. slitted pupils pouring a thousand promises and threats into your glossing eyes.

“if you ever pull that stunt again. . .” his” his voice lulls, enchanting as ever yet with a venomous undertone nonetheless. like a poisonous honey as his thumb rubs at your cheek.

“I will simply have to take worse measures. and we wouldn't want that. would we, baobei?”