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shadowyfigure

@shadowyfigure1207

demon made out of smoke and and darkness that wants love..~❤️ 18+ 20 years old.
Wildflower~

Unseelie male fae x GN reader

Author's notes: this is my first time doing a reader x scenario so any constructive feedback/criticism is heavily appreciated.

Contains: second person perspective, gender neutral reader, fae male, dub-con, bondage(vines), aphrodisiac saliva, NSFW, 18+.

Word count: 4k

Poor hero that you was that heard tales and whispers of a deadly creature that lived deeply within the forest, said that any who entered was either never seen again or their minds was barely recoverable. Nobody knew where or how it came to be, only that none shall travel too deep into its ground less they wanted to be forever changed. Of course wanting fame and fortune to be bestowed upon you, you decided to take the challenge and swore that you would be the one to slay the wretched creature. All you got in returned was sighs heavy with disappointment and head shakes of older men and women thinking you as a fool. You ignored their judgments and headed towards the forest, each step you took was one of uneasiness and hesitation. Soon enough you worries was proven to be true as the wildlife was plenty and aggresive, as if your very presence disrupted their peaceful existence. One by one you slayed the whatever animal that attacked you as you went deeper, blood staining your clothes and face. Your breath hitched as you stared into your most recent victim, watching as the blood pooled out of its wounds staining the ground and its green before moving forward on your journey.

After searching and fighting off for hours your legs has finally gave in. You huffed and puffed in pure exhaustion, drool falling down on the ground as you cufhed and heaved vision blurred before you closed them, letting yourself regain your breath. Your mind begin to wonder and soon agitation begin to brew. You have been here for hours fighting all matter of different vicious animals and yet not once have you seen anything remotely what the folks back in town has described. Was this all just one big hoax to make any poor fool look stupid...fools like yourself? Just as you regained your breath and was about to get back up on your feet you felt a felt a sudden shift in the air. A sudden vast and loud silence fell around you. No birds chirping or the heavy breeze of the wind...just silence.

Just as you lifted your head...thats when you saw it, standing there infront of you...was the source of the towns fears. It's body was looked to be made up of various plants blooming and blossoming across its body which was made up of various greenish and reddish of moss, oak, grass, etc into a soild form/shape. long and curved antler like horns with various trinkets hanged from them decorated it's head which had roses that took the shape of curly hair. Four completely black eyes stared down at you watching in curiosity on what your next move would be. Everything around them feels like a warning. The forests as you stared at him felt darker, your body frozen completely as if your very soul was wrapped in heavy chains. The back of your head begging you to move once again and lucky enough you did, Unfortunately just as you decided to seize the moment and attack the large beast, you felt something wrapped around your wrists and cling them together in a tight hold behind your back while your weapon was thrown to the side. You looked back to see veins and roots bounding your hands together, soon the very ground below betrayed you and veins and branches around your frame raising you up to eye level with the beast, you saw that it lacked a mouth and sported animal like ears. Just as you was about to yell and bark out insults and threats to it, it's large clawed hands held your face and it's own begin to shifted now sporting lips. Leaning forward and delivering onto you a deep breath-taking kiss. You tried to squirm more but the veins didn't budged.

Each chu it gave upon you made the muscles in your body relax more and more and your thoughts dazed, Each kiss it bestowed on your lips tasted earthly and sweet with hints of a mix of fire and lightning. the dew inside of its mouth that was supposed to be saliva was sweet and delicious but also sticky. The body itself smelling of petrichor and sulfur that was caked with the aroma of different flowers and fruits. Rose, Snapdragons, violets, Lilly of the valley, azalea, Daphne, grapes, berries, cherries, and figs. With the most prevalent smell of all from the forest creature that held you being that of a freshly bloomed rose. By the time you finished inhaling its aroma, You didn't even notice that you was not only on this thing lap but also a opened flower was nearby your face, puffing pollen in your nose making your body weaker and weaker by the second. Aphrodisiac saliva and pollen filling your brain and driving you over the edge.

Once the creature broke the kiss you was huffing and drooling, sticky and sweet dew tripping down the corners of your lips as you barely kept up with it and now you was left wanting more...weren't you here to do something? You see that you was wearing armor but....wasn't you..ah doesn't matter just keep going you said to yourself. The creature tilted its head and let out a hum, you felt something...poking you from behind. Looked to see what it was. It was..large to say the least, leaking sap/honey from its tip and throbbing with eagerness. It finally lifted you up and lined itself up to your entrance, slowly bringing you down letting your walls cling and tighten around it and adjust to its size and girth, it's sticky sap coating your insides. After a another minute of adjusting it begin to move itself, using one hand to make your lower half bounce in rhythm with his thrusts while the other was placed behind him for better positioning. Its claws piercing into your soft skin as it's grip grew tighter around you. It's tongue finding itself in your mouth as it kissed you once again, it's sweet and delicious dew going down your throat more as it's hips moved feverishly and it's sticky sap coating your walls. You felt your mind go into even more of a dazed empty state your muscles relaxed and your core burning hot as the sun in your chest.

He pulled away so that now he could hear your sweet moans and gasps out loud, watching and soaking in your noises wanting to hear every bit of you and see how your mind was lost to it. After another round of heavy and feverish thrusts you finally felt it release itself inside of you. Load after load of its honey poured into your now sticky warm hole filling you to the brim. It slowly pulled out and watched its thick sap pour out of you...pleased at the display and how well you took it all in.

You thought to yourself that maybe you could get use to this..❤️

All available art and photos of Patrick Reynolds as "Ticci Toby" 's rewrite Clarke Boetticher, The Rook in Blessed be the wicked Clarke is a more grounded take on the character, being inspired by the Zodiac killer, and taking the characters mental ailments seriously and approaching it from a realistic and scientific standpoint basing it off personal experiences and the experiences of people with schizophrenia, and schizo effective disorders, so that the character stays true to its original concept while building on it and creating something truly awful and heartbreaking. Costume, and art made by myself and @official-locke-writing

Ticci Toby

Can someone please rewrite Ticci Toby so the whole not feeling pain thing has some element of narrative importance? [Before you say he chews his cheeks and fingers, thats not exactly important to the story beyond a couple of mentions] It's such a strong character trait, it impacts his ability to feel sensation as a whole which could very easily impact his love life as an adult, and he would likely come home with dozens of bruises and scratches from being in the woods, climbing trees, etc. He's effectively the moon knight of the fandom, the fucker would realistically rather take a stab or a punch than block it because he cant feel it and if he had someone to patch him up or some levels of eldritch entities [slenderman or what have you] to heal him it would make him a fucking tank of a menace. I'm just saying, giving those traits to a teenage boy but not using his youth to explore those concepts was a missed chance. He's a little shithead, his older sister helps him get into shit because she's like 18 and he's 16-17, giving them enough of an age difference for him to look up to her, but enough closeness that they can relate to one another mentally. Teenagers do dumb things, get into trouble, use that to flesh him out. Make him more than a scared little boy and get creative. Just spittin ideas.

The Eyeless Jack and Ticci Toby rewrite belong to @lxcke-art

"The Hound" is a work in progress by @w4ikr and myself, just an idea being tossed around rn but we've got some neat stuff in mind.

yall are pro mental illness until they hallucinate

yall are pro mental illness until they dissociate

yall are pro mental illness until they self-isolate

yall are pro mental illness until they're paranoid

yall are pro mental illness until they split

yall are pro mental illness until it's too Scary for your comparatively neurotypical brain to handle

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