#light dubcon

[bcrmans]

heyyyyy do you have anything nsfw for kingdon. maybe daddy kink, praise kink, the somniphelia kink (idk how to spell it lol) etc? i beg

hi nonnie!!! sorry i had to stew on this for a bit but here r my thoughts:

- i’m really enjoying the idea of the daddy kink starting out as platonic. he really feels like an adult who can take care of her- and he does! he brings food to work for her and sets alarms on her phone so she eats it. he calls in the morning to wake her up- making sure she never has to set an alarm clock again. why would she, when it’s so much better to hear his voice instead? he even calls her before bed, tucking her in, making sure she had everything ready for the next day. she’s never had a dad before, at least not one she remembers, and frank is really good at it. it was bound to slip out at some point. they were in the PTMC parking lot, she’d worked a double and he was just getting there. he stopped her and pulled her in for a hug, stroking her hair and whispering in her ear how proud of his little girl he was, doubles were hard and she did so good. the words thanks, daddy were out of her mouth before she even knew it. he just hummed, kissed the frame of her glasses, and pulled out the tupperware of leftovers he had set aside last night- a sticky note that had her name and a heart stuck to the lid.

- and as for somno- oh boy do i ever !!! in my world they are casual somno enjoyers, i think they find it hot just how much they trust each other. they have so little time alone, between work, becca, his wife and kids- it just makes sense to really utilize the hours they do have. i think mel REALLY enjoys somno, she loves how peaceful frank is when he sleeps and how that’s the only time he’s ever still. she likes seeing what sort of unconscious reactions she can pull from him, whether it’s mumbles or the twitch of his hips. she just can’t believe that these reactions are entirely because of her and her alone. i think she also enjoys it from a research perspective. she likes seeing how he responds to her touch, and how different stimuli produce different outcomes. she knows how bodies work, how they function, but exploring frank’s when he’s not awake to add any bias to her results- well who can blame her if it’s her favorite. as much as she loves his mumbles in her ear about how good she felt and a stuttered fuck, so tight baby, she knew he did some of that for her benefit. plus she can add in fun surprises that she’s collected from her data when he is awake

now… if we are entering the dubcon territory of it all, here’s a rough snippet of my WIP

mel really just wants to help. that’s all she’s doing, she’s just taking care of him! he always takes care of her at work, asking if she’s okay, how he can help. and of course right now- in what may be his worst moment- it’s only fair she return the favor. he’s got his face pressed into her bathroom wall, knees digging into the tile, panting hard. this was his second time going through withdrawal, he’d told her, and he didn’t really have anywhere to go and it felt so much worse this time around. so of course she would let him stay, just to ride it out and then he’d check back into rehab in the morning. and she was a good doctor, didn’t good doctors take care of their bosses? that’s why she knew how to help his current situation- here on her bathroom floor. his vomit in her toilet, sweat dripping down his temples, sitting on his hands to try and keep them from shaking. yes, she thought, she knew exactly what to do.

[digenerate-trash]

GN PC | HE/HIM Harper Light dubcon | implied molestation | Hypnotism

“It's been a couple weeks since you've been in.” Dr Harper says pulling out his clipboard and looking it over.  “Any reason, in particular, you've been skipping our sessions?” 

You grip the hem of your shirt shifting slightly on the paper-lined table and continue to stare at the ground. Any kind of excuse you could give him would only lead to more questions about what you get up to when you leave his office. And you've been very careful with what you say to him to make sure you don't end up hospitalized in the woods. 

“It's alright. We can get right into the therapy if you would prefer-” he places his clipboard down grabbing his pen from the breast pocket of his coat. Before tapping you on the knee gently. 

“I'm gonna need your focus for this.” he grabs your chin tilting it up slightly so you can clearly see his face and more importantly the pen that he's holding in front of it. 

“Let's start out with simple questions. Describe your emotional state from 1-10. 10 being the most stable.” 

“About a 5,” you mumble out keeping your eyes focused on the pen. 

“What about your physical state?” 

“About a 5.” 

Harper pouts but he doesn't waver keeping a steady pace with the questions “How about your home life? Any changes?” 

“No change-” You can feel his hand drifting up your thigh a bit but you keep your focus on the pen. 

“How about your sexual health? Any changes?” your head feels a little fuzzy and suddenly you're not sure, you're compelled to tell the truth but you can't recall what the truth is… has your sex life been more active? Or did you stop all relationships for some reason? Your mouth feels like it's full of cotton, and you're still fixated on Harper- 

“Let's skip that question- why don't we get to your favorite part of our sessions?” he seems to be in a better mood as he leans forward to kiss you gently. 

“I like you better like this- don’t you?” 

“Sorry? What was the question?” you ask, snapping out of your haze. “I said our session is done- you can gather your items and go if you have nothing else to talk about.” Harper says, smiling. You nod and get up gathering your stuff and heading to the door racking your brain for the details you must have disclosed to the doctor. 

Harper opens the door for you as you leave. 

“Be well,” he says in his signature way as you leave the office and walk onto Nightingale Street and feel a slight chill. That's weird. You could have sworn you put on underwear today… 

OG on my old account

[gothghostiie]

Hi me again but like picture being a shadow, graves’ favourite, and he’s like yeah. I’ve got the perfect thing for you, and it’s just becoming his doll. Bonus points if it’s long and drawn out because you’re a soldier, not something to be used for pleasure!! But it’s too bad. Graves is a stubborn mf and he’ll wait it out

- 🐟

mmmm. yes.

cw: light dubcon, manipulation maybe?

graves is such a patient man and honestly? you're a soldier of his so you already learn to obey him, it only adds to your training he tells himself. he waits and gives you subtle special attention, no one bats an eye but you're being trained to follow his every whim, no matter what.

it starts with you bringing him whiskey or cigarettes while you're off duty, until you're mentally already his. he just needs to make it official; so he calls you into his office. orders you to sit on his lap and you do, even if you ask yourself why. his strong hands caress you, telling you he has a very special job for you from now on, being his personal doll!! you can't even think to refuse - not after you've been dreaming about this for so long <3

[whoreiaki-kakyoin]

Are you ever sleepy and want to be groped and used like a sweet, pretty little toy? I’d love to curl up on the couch with the La Squadra boys and have them help themselves as I’m cozy and sleepy. Shhh, sweetheart, just relax. Just let them make me feel nice. They know I’m tired and they’ll do all the work. Just close those pretty eyes and they’ll play with my cute little body, fingering me and fucking me and pinching my soft, pretty nipples to hear the sounds I make. I want to drift in and out of sleep as I’m touched and passed around like their own little doll. So well-behaved and willing. It’s endearing, and they wouldn’t have it any other way.

[sinmedaddy]

Can you please do shy ink with yan nightmare please!😁

Oddly, I don’t think Ink would ever really be shy. I mean, there might be some topics he might “shy” away from, but he’s pretty honest. Sure, he has vials that simulate emotions, but overall, I think he’s more of an honest type.THAT BEING SAID- I can see him kind of being bashful during sex, as he usually has little to no interest in it, but there are moments where he gets a spike of curiosity. So he’s not very experienced. So while I can’t see him being “shy” I can see him being bashful, if that makes any sense??? I know, it got a little long, but lemme just write this and see how you like it! ^^ ~ Goblin

Ink is cornered. Just his luck. He can’t believe he actually fell for Nightmare’s trap. 

“What’s the matter, Squid?” Night purrs, strolling closer and closer. A tentacle shot out and grabs Ink by the wrist, whirling him around, and pinning him to the wall. “Looks like you’ve seen a ghost~.”

“Let go, Night!” Ink shouts, reaching for his free hand for Broomie. Night clicks his tongue and another tentacle shoots out, pinning the other hand. He draws closer, until his face is just inches apart from Ink’s. Ink’s face flushes, but he still struggles to be freed. 

“I don’t think I will. As a matter of fact...” One other tentacle slides under Ink’s clothes, making the other shiver. “I think a part of you likes being pursued~...”

“Y-You’re kidding yourself...” Ink huffs, despite the evidence showing on his face. He shivers, holding back a moan once Night finds his half summoned ecto cock. The hue across his face brightens. He doesn’t want to admit he likes anything that Night is doing, but it seems Night’s already picking it up. Especially now.

“You know, you should be more honest with yourself. I might just treat you~.” He purrs. “Just give in to me. I’ll treat you right, my little pet. You will never have to worry about a thing ever again.” He cups the back of Ink’s skull and curls his long tongue over Ink’s neck. In response, a needy, soft whine escapes Ink. He couldn’t stop himself if he wanted to.“All you have to do is give in to me~.”

[scar-rain-on-me]

Acting on Pure Instinct

Rating: E Pairing: Scar x Reader Words: 870

[Read on AO3] Kinks: Consensual Somnophilia

~*~

The sound of your name against your ears pulls you from your sleep. It takes a moment before you register something hard rubbing against your ass. You smirk, warmth rushing between your legs, and you look over your shoulder to see Scar. 

The sight of him makes you shiver, his eyes are closed, mouth hanging open as he quietly moans and weakly thrusts into your backside. You say his name, and he doesn’t respond… 

No time like the present, you think. 

You’d talked about this before, obviously. Scar admitted that the idea of getting off in his sleep, of fucking you in his sleep, was something he- ironically- dreamed about. You couldn’t help being turned on by the concept, so you made a pact that if the opportunity ever arose, you each had full permission to seize it.

And that’s exactly what you do, slipping your underwear off as you lay back, pulling Scar to lie on top of you. You tug his boxers down until his cock springs free from its confines.

He’s achingly hard, you can tell even in the dim light of the room, shadowed by the covers. You kiss his forehead, whispering, “I’ll take good care of you, baby.”

You wonder if he somehow heard you as he whimpers, bucking against your stomach, groaning at the extra friction provided by his weight. 

You spread your legs, reaching down to part your lips and line him up, shuddering when his cock brushes your entrance.

You’re the one doing all the work right now, as Scar offers nothing more than uncoordinated thrusts and broken moans. You wrap your legs around Scar’s thighs and pull him closer, needing both hands to line his cock up. 

Scar gasps and makes the prettiest noises as his head slips in, hips buck erratically, sinking him deeper and deeper inside. You bite your lip with the effort not to cry out when he’s fully seated.  Scar’s head tips forward to rest on your shoulder, and he gives into his instincts as his hips move out of his control. 

It’s not quick, but you don’t mind. It's Scar's body relying on human nature, the desire to seek warmth, to seek satisfaction, to mate, to breed. You whimper and clench around him, drawing an obscene noise from the man. 

Your name slips between his lips and you shudder. His hips work faster, shallowly bucking into you as he chases your heat. You’re moaning and panting as you fuck yourself on his cock, Scar a heavy weight above you as you use him. 

His breathing quickens, and his moans get higher in pitch, he’s close and you know it. You notice his hand twitch, and look to see him absently rolling two fingers in circles and- oh… he’s trying to rub your clit…

You would guide his hand, place it exactly where you need it and let him sloppily tease you, getting you over the edge in his sleep.

You would… if the mere implication of the action itself hadn’t already pushed you there.

You bite back a whine of Scar’s name as you pulse around his cock. Your legs pull his hips flush with yours, and he lets out a groan as his hips twitch against your pelvis. 

Scar groans and his cock jerks, finally filling you with his cum. You gasp and hold him close, shuddering as he spills his seed in you. 

When his cock relents, and he goes completely boneless on top of you. You catch your breath, running fingers through his hair as you come down, waiting to hear him speak. 

Eventually though, you realize he’s not waking up, and you look to see a blissful smile on his face, cheeks dusted pink with blush. 

The fact that he isn't even awake, that he just got himself off inside you on pure instinct- it's hotter than you could ever imagine. And you can only hold him close, flaccid cock buried deep inside you, as you drift back asleep.

~*~

You fall into a pleasant dream, warmth between your legs as memories of your time with Scar float around in your brain. The heat grows and you find your breaths getting shorter and shorter until you blink awake to see the top of Scar's head between your legs. 

Scar flicks his tongue against your clit and you cry out, hands flying down to fist in his hair. He smirks up at you, mouth shiny with slick, "Thought I'd return the favor," winks, licking his lips before diving back in. 

You toss your head back and tug on the silky strands, rolling your pussy against his face as he moans and takes it. He impales you on his tongue and you’re cumming within seconds. As you fall apart, you can feel him sucking and licking your folds, reverently drinking every last drop. 

You shake with aftershocks, and once you’re finally spent, he moves up to wrap his arms around you, holding you close to his chest like you're something precious- and to him? You are. 

He kisses your forehead, murmuring thanks and praises and sweet nothings as he rubs your back until your breathing evens out.

Eventually, the both of you fall back asleep.

[Inspired by dms with the lovely @secretbiscuits]

[gothghostiie]

currently thinking about Wesker maybe stalking a reader. He thinks you’re oblivious but you’re smarter than you look. And one night after dealing with maybe an abusive partner or a toxic family member or a parent who should never have had you, you open your window and beeline straight to where he’s hiding and watching you. It’s the first time you’ve directly interacted with him beyond maybe some creepy anonymous notes or texts.

You look up at him with tears in your eyes. You tell him you know he’s been watching you, and that now, you’d rather take your chances with him than with whatever plagues you at home. You beg him to take you, promise you won’t resist or run away or talk back, you just need to get out.

And he does. He takes you to your new home and gets you settled in the collar he bought for you and the cage he set up for you to sleep in. He tells you if you’re good he can bring you some blankets and stuffed animals from your house to add to your cage, then he turns out the light and gets into bed.

Wesker knows he made the right choice when his new pet looks up at him from inside their cage, a little shaken but trying to hide it, and whispers “thank you” with sincerity.

Totally not venting because I hate living with my inept fucking mom no what /s

much love baby, stay strong <3

cw: dubcon to con, stalking

hes so happy you came with him:((

seeing you all curled up in your cage in the morning, slowly waking up and looking up st him with big sleepy eyes, softly saying good morning:( his heart flutters so hard and he cant help but reach through the bars and pet you:(

he just wants to take care of you and love you :( once he's sure you wont run off you get to walk around with him, only some shackles around your ankles to make sure you'll stay

you get to snuggle up with him in bed, sit in his lap on the couch and between his legs under the dinner table as he feeds you :(

hell he even bathes you and dresses you up, you don't ever have to lift a finger :(