i am officially archiving this account. for those who have been with me for the long run, thank you for dealing with my bullshit. if you want to find me, you can follow me on my new account here. i will be there from now on and yeah. you can find me on discord if you want @/kyudaiobsessed
but anyway, thanks for those who stuck around and supported me in the small time i wrote.
much love!!! i’ll link the previous pinned post here on the chance anyone wants to see any of the stuff i had or something.
I had to cheat a little bit with the quote because the first picture was not a quote at all; it was some woman. So I had to choose the second one for an actual quote.
The painting is apparently "The Reluctant Bride/The Hesitant Fiancée" (1866) which is honestly a whole aro mood.
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mechanic kenneth, greasy hands, sweat built up from working on bikes, and i just know, well so does everyone else, he can finger good, maybe great even. man works on motorcycles, it's all hand work duh, calloused hands he can go fast and rough, or slow and soft, his fingers curl just right, hitting that spot inside you that makes you see stars, palm right against your cute little clit, rubbing it so slowly, or fast because you've been mouthy to him
he doesn't do it often, but fuck he couldn't stop himself seeing you in that pretty outfit of yours. he has you perched up on a bike (a client's bike that's why i say he doesn't do it often) and his hand is already in between your legs. rubbing soft little circles on your clit, whispering sweet dirty words in your ear, his finger teasing your hole, cooing at how wet you are for him just seeing him like that, his work overalls unzipped/ unbuttoned and dangling from his hips, the white undershirt clinging tight to him that you can see the faintness of his abs (also from the sweat), other hand holding one of your thighs to keep it from moving to close around his hand
and when he pushes his finger inside? you know he's gonna start off teasing and slow, kissing the tears away from how much he's worked you up, pushing another finger inside and curls them, hitting that spongey sweet spot of yours, and your head falls back, a moan slipping past but he's quick. he can't have risk anyone walking in and hearing you right? his other hand, covering your mouth before slipping those fingers inside your mouth, making you suck on them to keep you quiet. his pace changes, faster, harder, rougher, the bike beneath you shaking a little from the force
his palm is rutting against your clit, hard, fast, and you? your hips are grinding against it too. you're so close so damn close and he can feel it, teases you for it
"look at you, you're clenching so hard and tight for me and it's just my fingers, can't imagine how you'd break when my cocks inside you"
tears run down your cheeks, soft sobs and you crash, head thrown back, eyes rolled back and you moan against his fingers, still inside your mouth, he smirks fingers fucking your through your high before pulling out and bringing them to your lips, removing his other ones and a soft "suck", your lips are around his fingers in seconds and you taste yourself, whimpering. he helps you off, steadying you to sit in the chair in his office just as soon as the client of the bike comes back and asks what the wet spot is on the bike seat is
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...so heyyy 😅 been off for a while. had stuff happen in life but hopefully we don't go through that again. hopefully I can start writing again but for now here's this ken blurb to make up for it and yes I call draken kenneth because it's funny to me
Hey! Can you name seven anime characters of your choice that you think are Baddies? 🤭🩷
it can be anyone
hi anon!
sorry it took me so long to answer this! 😭 getting caught up in a lot of stuff. But my assumption to this are like characters I think are like badass or like hella attractive, at least that I think are hella attractive. also this took me longer than it probably should’ve so i’m sorry for that. i had to really think about this 😭😭
starting off with #1, no one will ever top my baby, well, the #2 is close and you’ll see why. It’s my baby Manjiro Sano. y’all, we know i love this man to death, but it’s not like his looks i fell for really. it was just how even for how small (yes sorry baby i have to mention your height) he can easily take down his opponents stronger and bigger than him. and that just makes me 😮💨😮💨
alright in my #2 spot, Yuen from Tokyo Aliens. UGH this man, you see why he’s close to Manjiro. he literally looks like Manjiro but smokes. he hasn’t made much of an appearance in TA as of recently but he is still 😮💨😮💨
going on with #3, my lovely wife miss Usagi Tsukino, or as known as pretty girl Sailor Moon. i will forever stand by it. she can beat Goku. she was one of the first ever animes i ever watched as a child. she is just so pretty and i love her!!
heading down to #4, we already mentioned him in #3 but Son Goku. yall, Dragon Ball Z, Pretty Soldier Sailor Moon, Naruto, and Yu Gi Oh were literally my childhood animes. anyway, Goku is literally overall a badass character. love him
#5, since we mentioned him, Naruto Uzumaki! my little knucklehead ninja! he was what started my self shipping because like how can i not fall for him. i just wanna pinch his cheeks. but baby they did you dirty with your hair in Boruto, i will not forgive that
and coming in at #6, another beautiful woman, lady Tsunade. i want her to crush me. she is so strong and so beautiful! i love her like mommy please
lastly but not least, #7 naruto’s mother, Kushina Uzumaki. again, strong and power woman. so beautiful, absolutely gorgeous. she is actually who inspired me to dye my hair red
bonus character!
adding on an 8th character because i can, Naruse Shogo, tbh i don’t think i need to add in as to why i think he’s a baddie. he’s also from TA and crazy, i love him, don’t let him fool you
Toman\OG Timeline- That won't work for you baby, he's much stronger then you are, why are you even attempting too push at his hand? If he has too hold both of your wrists in one of his hands, he will, as his free hand plays with your pussy. His fingers rubbing at your clit as his fingers dip inside, your juices leaking down his wrist as you gush around his lithe fingers. The tips of his fingers curling deep in your cunt as you shudder, your hips jerking into his fingers as you bury your face in his stomach. Your body arching up as your mouth falls open in a scream as your nails claw into your palms. Whining as your body tenses as he brushes his soaked fingers over your clit, slapping it when you try too move away from his invasive touch, giving rasp warnings in your ear as he rubs tight circle into the little nerve, kissing at the side of your head and cooing at you when little salty tears cling to your lashes and roll down your cheeks.
"Ah ah, what have I told you about pushing my hand away? Give 'em to me."
Manila- When he slips his fingers into your little cunt, he expects you too take it and say thank you while he's doing it and after. Laying you against his chest as teasingly drags his fingers down your chest and stomach, lightly dragging his nails over your the insides of your thighs as leaves wet kisses against your temple. Then proceeding too drag his thumb over your clit as he feels your muscles tense under his hands. His hands feels so big as he readjusts your thighs, pushing them open further as two of his fingers slip in and make make 'come here' motions, his other arm holding you to his chest, keeping you still. When your hips jerk away from him and both of your hands fly down and grab at his wrist as you whine and shake your head at him, he just holds you tighter against him, holding your hands to your chest as he uses the hand between your legs too slap your thigh, prone too leave a nasty little mark later that night.
"Say thank you baby. Say, "Thank you for taking your time too make me feel good Manjiro, only for me too be an ungrateful brat and push your hand away." Say it."
Kanto- If you grow ballsy enough too push at his hand as he fucks his fingers deep into you, his thumb rolling your little clit, he's not gonna be too happy. He'll slap your hand away with the threat of breaking your fingers in you keep squirming. He doesn't care if it's too much, you're gonna keep your legs spread and take his fingers in your cunt like a good girl, you're not gonna whine, not gonna squirm or thrash and you're especially not gonna push his hand away. He'll wrap his free hand around your throat as he pushes the fingers of his other hand faster, in and out of you as he bites warningly at your neck. Pulling your head back by your hair so he can stare you down, as he dares you too do something so he can leave nasty little red hand marks on your thighs and cheeks. Push at his hand so he can wrap your hair around his hand and give it a nice little tag as he growls at you too behave.
"Do it again, push my hand away again and I'll break all your fucking fingers, keep your fucking hands to yourself and don't touch."
Bonten- He grows annoyed, very quickly, smacking at your thighs and swatting at your hands as you attempt too hold his wrist still, before he decides too just tie your wrists up. If you can't keep still, he'll do it for you. He's trying too be nice and make you cum, and you're being a fucking brat and pushing him away? That's fine, lets see you try and move away with your ungrateful squirming as he ties you up to the bed post forcing your legs too stay open for him as he shoves his fingers deeper, that dark little glint in his eyes as he taunts you, grabbing you by the jaw, forcing your lips apart as he spits on your tongue. Don't you dare whine about the rope being too tight or the handcuffs cutting into your skin, that's just gonna piss him off more and he'll just shove a gag into your mouth and make you take it, no amount of whining is gonna stop him.
"Push my hand away again and see what happens, because I promise you, you don't wanna know. Sit the fuck still."
Street Racer- He's really sweet about it, if it's too much for you, he'll give you a little break as he whispers praise in your ear. He's so soft with you as he pushes his fingers in and out of your cunt, nuzzling his cheek against yours as he leaves soft kisses on your wet cheeks. His free hand running through your hair as he pushes the wet pieces behind your ears. Kissing the top of your head as he swirls his middle finger on your clit, shushing you softly as start too writhe and whine, quiet little sobs leaving your wet lips. As you push at his hand, he'll slow his pace, wiping the sticky tears from your face and giving you a tiny break before he feels your hips jerk into his hand. He'll go at it again, grinding his palm into your clit as he fucks his fingers back into you. But, if he knows your about too cum, he's not gonna pull away, you're just gonna have too take it.
"Baby no, don't push my hand away pretty girl. I'm tryna make you feel good, I know you're about too cum.. can you sit and behave for me, baby? Just a few more minutes."
c.w: f!reader, obsession, dc, mention of kidnapping, Stockholm syndrome
a/n: heyyy I hope you enjoy this. I just...the song 'Ruler of My Heart' made me think of this. y'all should watch Alien Stage if you haven't. it's so good. the fic 'My Clematis' is based off one of the songs from Alien Stage. it will make sense when you read it after listening to the song. anyway, like I said, I hope you enjoy :))
w.c: ~ 1.2K
You should’ve never stayed. You should’ve left when you had the chance. But you did, and in the end? He managed to find you, knock you unconscious and take you to a place where no one could find you. How did you end up here? Tied up to a chair, a piece of duct tape covering your mouth, feet chained to the ground. How did this all happen? You went on one date and rejected him, thinking you two wouldn’t work out together because of your differences. And his reaction to the rejection? Take you and make you his. Make you understand that you belong to him and only him. Make you understand that you need him more than you know. The tears ran down your face, scared and confused out of your mind. He sat in front of you, stoic and not saying a thing as you thrashed around. Finally, you calm down, the tears stop streaming down your face as you look at him.
"Done with your little tantrum princess?" He asked, a cruel smirk on his lips. You don't say anything, not that you could anyway. The piece of tape was still on your lips. He stalked his way over to you gently caressing your cheek as he looked down at you.
"I'm gonna take the tape off, okay? Be a good girl for me and don't fight." He cooed and again, you didn't say anything. Even for a man who looked as cruel as he did, he gently took off the tape, afraid to hurt your precious skin. Once it was off, you didn't move still and he stepped back. "Much better."
"Let me go, please. We already talked about this. We just aren't good together." You say trying to reason with him to let you go. But all he did was stare at you. He turns away, walking out of the room leaving you as you screamed at him. No matter what, your screams were never heard and your face was everywhere on the news. Your family looked everywhere for you. Wanting you safe and at home but they couldn't find a lead on you. But why was he so hung up on you? What made you so special that he just had to kidnap you and make you his?
He went up to a secret room of his home, unlocking the door and flicking the lights on. On the walls, pictures of every angle of you, not a single photo missed your beauty. The room was full of photos of you, even ones from inside your apartment. He used to be the one that sent you mysterious gifts to your workplace and you never thought much of it. Taking the plushies and other items into your home where he had his hidden cameras. He had been watching you since you were teens, the day after you helped him. It was a day he would never forgot. You were the only girl to not be afraid of him and that moment, you had captured his heart. He was determined to make you his.
His cameras were now on you, in his basement as you screamed and cried. Still tied to the chair thrashing around until the chair fell onto its side. You had fallen asleep from exhaustion and he just watched you sleep. Taking a photo from the wall, one of his favorites, and smiling at it. He kissed the photo before tracing over your face.
"You'll be mine, don't worry. I'll make sure of it." He placed the picture back onto his wall as he sighed and leaned back into his chair. He looked up, photos covering the ceiling. Of course they were much bigger so he could see them, and they were of your most intimate moments. Your lewd faces scattered across his ceiling had his pants feeling tight. But he needed to focus on how to make you his.
The next day he checked on you, seeing you on your side from the chair falling over and asleep. He crouched next to you, caressing your cheek as you slowly stirred awake. He smiled genuinely at you as you glared at him.
"Let me go." You spat and he chuckled.
"Oh princess. We've got a long life ahead of us. Just give into me. Make me your god. I can give you everything that no one else can! No one will love you as much as I do. Make me, the ruler of your heart and you'll be the ruler of mine." He said, words sounding so convincing but you couldn't let yourself. He was dangerous and cruel. He doesn't know what love is. Right?
Slowly, he got you to trust him, and he could trust you. It had been years since your disappearance and your case with the police grew cold, resulting in closing it. They claimed you as still missing but dead. Your death was never finalized as your parents didn't want to believe it. And it was true, you weren't dead. You were simply with him, living in his home like it was your own. As you truly understood him, you fell for him. How could you not when he treated you like a queen? He cherished you, loved you, praised you. He knew everything about you. It was hard not to fall for him. He just...He was the one for you.
How did this all happen? How could you have fallen in love with your kidnapper? Any sane person would've taken the chance to escape once they earned that trust. But you?
"Go ahead. You want to leave, right? Go back home, reunite your family again? I won't stop you. The door is open for you. These past years were amazing with you, Y/N. I truly mean it when I say that I am madly in love with you. But if you really want to leave just how you begged me all those years ago, you can walk out that door. We can pretend none of this happened. You can even report me to the police if you want to." He said, voice slightly cracking in his words.
What provoked this? The TV. You two watched a family reuniting on the screen and your small sigh seemed to have triggered him. Slowly, you walked towards the door. He didn't move from his spot, standing right where he was. His back was now facing you as you stood right at the door. Shutting it, tears fell down his cheeks. He thought you left and he was breaking down. He really did love you, but he loved you enough to stop this torture of keeping you locked away. He loved you enough to give your freedom back. A pair of gentle, soft hands cradled his face and he slowly opened his eyes, seeing you still there. Tears in your eyes from the words he said.
"I want to stay here with you. I don't want to be with that family. I want to be with you, with this family." You said as you hugged him tightly. Your words struck him, a deep blush crossing his cheeks, hearts practically in his eyes as he hugged you back tightly. When he pulled away from the hug, your cheeks were just as flushed and your eyes were the same. You both loved each other deeply, even if other people would see it as sick and twisted on how you two came together. But neither of you cared.
you know the ship is GOATED when they have scenes where the other one smiles while the other one looks at them starstruck. they’re madly inlove its crazy.
