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Sleepwalker!Choso Warnings: somnophilia, dubcon, fingering, cunnilingus, unprotected sex, creampie, spanking, dom!choso, grinding/humping, not proofread

Sleepwalker!Choso takes you by surprise one night. 

You’ve always known he has trouble sleeping and, though he doesn’t do it often, he does get up in the middle of the night and wanders around the house. As his girlfriend, you don’t mind taking on the responsibility of making sure he’s safe and sound as he does his little nightly exploring. 

In fact, you have to do it right now. 

“Cho, come back to bed, honey,” you whisper, afraid to spook him. 

Sleepwalker!Choso is just standing there in the living room, shirtless and only in his boxers, hair down. With his eyes closed, he waits. 

Inching towards him, you make soothing noises. You think this is just like any other night, that you can guide him back to your room, get him into bed all nice and tucked in, and then brush it off in the morning but as soon as your hand touches his bicep, you’re being wrangled against the wall. 

“you don’t believe that sex is the most intimate thing that two can do together?” you repeat sukuna’s previous words with a raised eyebrow, skepticism lacing every word you spoke.

“i had concubines before i was devoted to you. do you really think i see intercourse as something significant?” he doesn’t even spare you a glance, all four of his eyes focused on carefully peeling the fruits resting in the bowl in front of him (mangoes, to be specific. a special order he put in with uraume for you). your eyes narrow at his words.

“so you don’t see intercourse with me as something significant?” that earns you a roll of his eyes.

“i don’t recall those words leaving my lips, woman.” he glances at you with a bored look, already much too used to your antics and the nonsensical conclusions you often pulled from his words (“it’s called reading in between the lines, ryo.” you had insisted. he chose not to debate you on it).

he sighs when you go silent, seemingly waiting for an explanation from him that would fix the small pout gracing your lips. he would’ve let you sulk if you were anybody else, but you weren’t.

“i realize the significance humans place on it now that i am yours, but i partook in the act purely for pleasure before you. it was simply to fulfill my fleshly desires.” he doesn’t need to look at you to know that the frown on your face still hasn’t faltered. in fact, the displeased look on your face probably only deepened upon the mention of him being intimate with other women.

“human customs are foolish, that will never change.” his hand lifts to your lips, a cube of mango held delicately between his fingers. he continues speaking only after feeding you the fruit.

“but if my stubborn little wife sees it as something of importance, then it shall be so.” he says the last part with a sense of finality, as if it was a part of his life that he accepted a long, long time ago.

you contemplate his words for a moment, your posture easing against the lavish pillows of your shared bed. you stall on swallowing the piece of fruit on your tongue, considering a question in that ever curious mind of yours.

“what’s significant to you, ryo?”

he pauses for a brief moment but doesn’t answer, simply bringing another piece of fruit up to your lips (whether the action was out of care or to keep your mouth occupied was unclear).

his lack of an answer was as good of an answer as any, though.

this was significant to him. the way he cut and fed you soft fruit with hands that had slaughtered armies, handling you as if you were made of fine china. never yelling, never arguing.

the king of curses devoted himself to you because deep in his heart he acknowledged his subservience to you.

that is what’s significant to him.

God Bless people who dress wild and go out in public. I love seeing a woman in all pink with pink hair and pink nails, with a tiny dog in a pink outfit in her bag. Or a massively goth dude covered in piercings sporting a giant green mohawk. Cosplayers. SCA reenactors. Ren Faire people. There’s nothing I love more than a pair of handsome young men walking around in Revolutionary War outfits. Just please keep dressing wild and freaky. You bring color to life, and it never fails to put a big smile on my face.

This long-distance relationship just wasn’t working for Sukuna anymore.

He can’t see you. Can’t touch you. Can’t put you in a headlock, smack your ass, bite you, or flick your forehead. At this point, are you two even together, or is this just an overpriced pen-pal situation?

He calls you clingy, but let’s be real—anyone with half a brain cell and a functioning set of eyes can see that he’s the real problem here. And the worst part? He knows exactly what he’s doing. He just doesn’t care. He does not want to be saved.

This man is glued to his phone every single minute, refreshing your messages like his life depends on it. And if you don’t answer fast enough? He turns into a grumpy, overgrown toddler, making everyone around him suffer.

At this point, it’s not just him begging you to visit—it’s his friends, his brother, maybe even some strangers off the street. They’re exhausted. They have had enough. Somebody, please, for the love of all things holy, put this man out of his misery and just go see him before they all lose their minds.

Southern Minotaur with a thick Texas drawl. He grew up on a ranch and still works in the industry. When he has to come to town to get supplies or whatever, he is just the picture perfect Southern Gentlemen.

He always says “ma’am” when answering your questions or asking you something. He always seems to grin a little wider when you ask him something and he has to reply “yes ma’am”. Maybe it’s just because it makes your face flush slightly, still being new to the area and not being used to it.

But oh shit, when he asks you if you’d like to go out to eat and you say “yes sir” he just loses his mind.

Before dinner he has you pinned under his massive form, his far too big cock bullying into your weeping hole. You’re whimpering and whining that it’s too big, that he needs to slow down, but he just lets out an airy chuckle.

“It’s ‘ight pretty girl. Just be good for me and take it,” he smirked as he forced himself back inside of you again.

All the air is being knocked out of your lungs with every thrust. Tears are trickling down your eyes and your entire body feels like it’s being crushed under him. His bull nose bumping against your forehead with every thrust as he pushes your knees up to your chest, making you feel even tighter around him. Making you whine louder from how much bigger he feels.

“S’good, lil’ lady. Fuck, you take it so good,” he grunted as he started moving faster, his massive cock stretching you wider than you thought possible. He’s definitely bruised your cervix, at least.

You feel like you’re going to be crushed from him pinning you down, or just from being impaled on his massive cock, but he doesn’t care. He just needs to slam into you over and over again until he can fill your little human womb with cum.

Alien bf never knew there was even more love and affection to behold than what you had shown him and what he’s seen in the data archives found on their ships computers. But ever since he discovered sex and what it felt like to be so deeply connected to you he had turned into a fiend.

If you thought he was taking up all your time before, you literally cannot take a breath without him sliding up behind you and gathering you in his giant arms. Picking up your plush body with ease and molding it against his hard frame.

He carries you everywhere to the point where you often forget the last time your feet have touched the ground. The rest of your crew looks over at you in pity but you honestly can’t find it in yourself to complain. He views you as his mate, it only makes sense to want to do these things for you.

You can’t even delude yourself into thinking it’s innocent anymore. He knows what he’s doing, especially since he was caught watching porn with a hand around his cock. Moaning your name loud enough for someone to think he was calling for help. And he loves it. Making you squirm as he shamelessly feels you up. Soft chirps leaving him as he noses at your cute blush.

But his favorite noises from you come when he’s gotten six or seven orgasms out of your pretty cunt. Making a total mess of his throbbing cock that’s been wrecking you for hours. Fucking you stupid to the point where you forget your own language and start letting out the familiar clicks of his species.

His clawed fingers curl around your waist, using you like a fleshlight as he slams back down on his cock at a brutal pace. Meeting his own thrusts to hammer up into you even harder. Those lovely clicks that sing your pleasure pierce the air and your pussy pulses around his thick girth.

It brings him more satisfaction than he can express. Above all he relishes in the fact that there’s no doubt by now that your crew knows what’s going on in just the next wing of the ship. That’s right. You’re taken and no human cock could ever compare to what he can give you.

“Louder, sweet mate. L-let them, unngh, let them hear how good I make you feel. Need them to know you’re mine,” he growls, his cock twitching inside you and hitting that spot that has you seeing stars.

You cry out loudly, not wanting to admit how good his possession over you feels. Now that you know it’s intentional it makes it all a million times hotter. You’d be embarrassed by the loud squelch that echos with each thrust if you weren’t so unbearably needy, even after coming so much already.

The coil in your belly tightens so hard you fear you’re about to burst. And the second it snaps your releasing streams of your orgasm all over your Alien bf’s huge lap, soaking his lower half entirely. He only lasts for a few more thrusts before he’s burying himself inside you and splashing buckets of cum into your eager cunt.

He keeps you firmly on his lap, your bodies still deeply joined long after he grows soft again. Both of you panting heavily. His breath ghosts across your burning skin as he nuzzles into you, showing no signs of letting go any time soon.

It won’t take much to get him going again. So you take advantage of the break for as long as you can. Trying to ignore the way your pussy flutters as if trying to get him hard again. You can’t control it, he’s turned you into as much of a sex fiend as he is.

Reaching behind you, you brush your hand against your bfs large cheek until you’re weaving your fingers in his long silky hair. A deep purr rumbles from his chest and he leans contently into your touch.

“You’ve gotten pretty good at this whole human intimacy thing. Is there anything else you want to learn?” You ask teasingly, every inch of your body humming with satisfaction.

But of course he takes your words seriously. Perhaps humor will be next up on the list of lessons to get through. Something to think about perhaps when his cock isn’t creating a bulge in your soft belly.

“I wish to learn everything… so long as it’s you teaching it to me, my mate.”

Though all thoughts of lessons and teachings fly out the window when you feel his long thick fingers slowly making their way down to your swollen puffy clit. That he finds with ease by the way. Your bf already growing needy for you again.

thinking about true form!sukuna who has such an obvious size kink. That man is literally huge and is slanging around two awfully thick and long cocks like it’s nothing. No matter your height or size, everyone is small to him regardless. He’s a tall hunk of muscle, what can you expect. And when he sees you, his new supposed wife, he can’t help but smile, and it’s not a happy smile, it’s an evil, twisted smile. He’s thinking of all the ways he can bend you, toss and hold you down while you take his cocks in your tight holes. He’s thinking about making you watch the way he bulges out of your stomach, pressing your hand down on it just so you know you’re not hallucinating. He wants to watch you struggle taking him down your throat, trying so desperately to fit your pretty little lips around his cock, and gagging on it when you’re not even halfway down. He’s sick for thinking it, he knows, but he doesn’t care. You greet him with respect, kneeling and avoiding eye contact with him, anticipating the day with him as his new bride. You’re just so clueless as to what is going on his head though and he finds it funny how shy you act when he’s gonna have you stuck in a mating press by the end of the night.

And of course, he kept his promise, putting you in all kinds of positions for hours on end, using you like his personal fleshlight. “Ah, my lord! Please!” You cry out, sweat clinging to your skin as he so easily hooks his arms under your knees and moves you up and down on his cocks. “You’re so big! I can’t take it!” You mewl, eyes squeezing shut as you feel another orgasm approaching. Sukuna doesn’t care about your poor attempts at mercy, he’s so entranced by the sight of his thick cocks stuffing your holes to the brim, stretching you out with every inch. You look so small in his hands, so easy to break and he’s obsessed with it. He’ll go all night just to ruin you and fulfill his fantasy.

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Beauties and their beasts

In order

. Howl’s moving Castle(2004)

.Tales from Earthsea

.Beauty and the beast(1991)

.He is a dragon

.Spirited away

.Gargoyles

. Shape of water

.Van Helsing

.The Ancient Magus’ Bride

.Beauty and the beast(1946)

Silly the clown has been a bit annoying today.

Since it’s April 1st, the clown has decided pranking you every chance he got was his top priority.

Already, you’ve been jumpscared, tricked, and teased. If he asked you to smell a flower just to get water sprayed in your face one more time, you’d lose it!

Fortunately, you had an idea on how to get him back.

As the day went on, you slowly dropped hints that you were feeling hot and bothered. You left a pair of your used panties in the hamper, knowing your scent would get him in the mood.

By the time he was done playing pranks, Silly was ready to play something else.

“Got all pretty for me, hmm?”

You were waiting in the bedroom, in a set of lacy lingerie. “Mhm. Stop playing around and come here…”

The clown entity stepped forward, and suddenly chains made of light shot out of the ground, wrapping around his body. His eyes widened, and he struggled against his restraints before looking up at you.

“You’ve been teasing and pranking me all day. I hope you’re ready for your punishment, it’s payback time.”

Silly wasn’t just a clown, he was an unwieldy being confined to the amusement park. It took a long time for you to find a way to restrain him, but you did.

Originally, it was going to be only for emergencies, but you couldn’t help yourself.

As he growled and stretched, his form flickering between the clown and his true self, you slowly lowered your body down and settled onto his lap.

He was already hard, his inhuman cock bulging against his pants. You rubbed yourself against him, listening to the strangled moans he let out.

“F-fuck, when I’m out of these chains I swear to god-“

You silenced him with a kiss. “Hush, just enjoy your punishment.”

His eyes stayed on your plump hips as you slipped your panties to the side, letting his tentacle-like cock slither into you.

But you stayed completely still, cooing and teasing him as he begged for you to ride him. “F-fuck, please, just a little… move, damn it!”

He bucked his hips up, and you helped as he started fucking into you. Silly was a lot stronger than you though, easily able to hold your weight against him as he kept you steady with the upwards thrust of his hips.

“That’s my girl, fuck…”

It seemed being restrained was a new, yet pleasant experience for him. Being mostly powerless against you was pretty hot, because you easily lifted yourself up and off of his cock, instead stroking it in your hand.

Silly whimpered, wanting so desperately to be inside of you instead… but this was a punishment, and he was lucky you were letting him get off at all.

Sticky goo spurted out onto your chest and face, and you pouted. “Come on, clean this up…”

His cheeks reddened, but he leaned forward and licked your cheek, then moved to sucking and lapping at your breasts.

You were about to tease him some more, but the sound of something cracking made you pause. The chains were fading and chipping away much faster than they were supposed to!

Before you could even think, you were being pinned to the ground, your cunt stuffed full of his cock and being stretched out more than usual as Silly’s face shifted.

“You thought those chains could hold a creature like me for long? I’ve been alive since the beginning of time, I outdate them.”

Your stomach bulged, his cock swelling up inside of you.

“I think you were right, love. It’s time for a little payback.”

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Anonymous asked:

I want a werewolf to pop my cherry...i want his knot and the promise of being passed around his pack...yes, im a thirsty bitch that wants to be bred over and over again

Darling, you are preaching. To. The. CHOIR!!!

Imagine a Werewolf who corners you in a bar over near the pool tables, challenging you to a game. Plays a round or two with you, clearly letting you win but you lean into the bit anyway. The two of you getting closer and closer with each turn.

Your ass leaning back into his crotch. Pretending to gasp as you hit the balls while at the same time you pop your hips. So obviously coming onto him. He chuckles lowly and molds his chest to your back.

Growling out a deep, “You’re pretty confident for a virgin.”

It has the hair on the back of your neck rising and pussy tingling with awareness. Fluttering around nothing as if already imagining him taking your virginity for himself.

“H-how did you know?” You stutter out as his claws dig into your wide hips, dragging you further back into his growing erection.

You stay deathly still as he nuzzles into your neck, taking a long and very loud whiff of your neck. A deep rumble rolling through his chest, very pleased with what he smells. You can feel him growing harder against you and you gush with arousal, quickly soaking your panties through.

“Can smell it,” he rasps and you shiver at that.

He offers to take you back to his place where he can make your first time good and fuck you as hard as possible. Promising you’ll get so much dick you don’t know what to do with it. So of course you agree and it’s better than you can even imagine.

The Werewolf can’t stop lapping up your sweet slick, his wide tongue hitting everywhere you need. When you’re ready for him he takes it nice and slow, a rough snarl leaving him as he feels your hymen give away to his force. He works you down on his massive cock in small strokes, sinking another inch with each rock of his hips.

He waits with the strength of a hundred men for you to adjust to size. But once you do he is absolutely slamming his cock deep inside your depths, making sure your cunt will be molded to the shape of him by the end of the night.

As you get closer to the edge you start to feel a heavy weight slap against you as your hips meet his. It pushes insistently at your entrance, just begging to be let inside.

“What—ah fuck!— what is that?” You ask, mind lost in endless pleasure.

The Werewolf looks borderline feral above you, his jaw snapping wildly at the air as drool dribbles from his maw. He uses his hold on your hips to slam you down even hard on his length and that’s when you start to feel it sinking inside you, making his tip smash against your cervix during each thrust.

“What do you think it is, pretty? It’s my knot. And you’re gonna take it like a good breeding bitch, yeah?”

You can only mewl in response, pleasure bursting from his words, and making your head spin. Your body begins to shake beneath him and with only a couple more thrusts he has you coming hard all over his cock. He lets out a long howl, his knot swelling up inside of you before he’s releasing spurt after spurt of cum. Grinding his cock as far in as it can go so that his hot semen splashes against your womb.

The two of you wait in a mess of limbs, his knot plugging you up so perfectly. Making sure his cum takes. When it finally goes back down he slips out of you, watching with a deep satisfaction as his cum drips from your entrance. He chuckles at the sight and gives your thick thigh an affectionate pat.

“Ready to go again?”

Your eyes widen, sweating you must’ve heard him wrong. You could barely feel your legs. They were shaking so badly. There’s no way you could go again so soon. You were already gonna be so insanely sore.

“You want to go again?”

Luckily the Werewolf chuckles and shakes his head. You start to sigh in relief but something in his eyes has it trailing off into a slight gasp. He rolls his tongue over his teeth, his expression curling into a smirk. With a jut of his chin he signals toward the door.

“Not me. My pack is just outside, each of them waiting impatiently for their turn… so get ready for a long night, Sweetheart.”

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More aliens. Never fleshed these two out as characters, but they belong on an icy planet setting. I'll post some of the concept art separately.

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