The Forgotten Maiden || Part 2

Well, I think I've discovered a new fantasy of mine. -Prairie anon

did you like it!! 😽😽😽

I refuse to read that.

But hey if you would like to have your ##### or ##### be Crush then that's for you BUT not for me.

Hello may I please have G36 breaking so's pelvis bro??!

(GFL) G36 breaking her S/O's pelvis

The Commander receiving their 9th report of an injured human personnel within the span of 2 days from "work injuries":

NSF-W below the cut!

G36's face grows slightly red, but she remains calm.

She caused this mess, she can fix it.

Without missing a beat, she immediately performs first aid on S/O's hips without a single stutter or shaking of her voice.

After making sure they were completely fine and the medical team could handle the rest, she gives them a kiss and a bow of apology.

(G36) "I'm...terribly sorry, S/O. I promise to make this up to you."

After personally delivering S/O to the medics, she quickly walks herself up to the Commander's office.

(G36) "Master, I regret to inform you that S/O will be unable to perform their duties for the next few days. They are injured because of me. May I have permission to take care of their chores?"

The Commander looked completely shocked at her admission. For as long as they had known her, G36 had never once made a mistake, let alone getting someone else hurt.

(Commander) "Permission granted, but what in the world happened? That hardly sounds like you G36."

(G36) "I believe it was...a heat of the moment accident, Master."

The Commander then noticed the subtle details they had not before.

Her blush and hastily done hair gave it away, yet her uniform was spick and span. While the latter detail would not be unusual, it stood out due to how G36 refused to look them in the eye.

(Commander) "...Oh."

The Commander muttered under their breath.

(Commander) "Doubt they even regret it, to be honest..."

(G36) "They did not, but I will pretend I did not hear that for both our sakes, Master."

(Commander) "R-Right..."

Godzilla vs John Carpenter the thing

Art by... I don't know who is the artist. need help, please!

Edit 1: thanks to @catzy88 for the information, an anonymous Japanese fan who made this art and posted it on a Japanese imageboard. if you want to see this there is a link down in the reply.

fun fact: Do you know that John Carpenter himself directed a Godzilla vs Gorgo fan film, I am going to let that sink in...

And here is another one...

Godzilla-thing!

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KILL IT KILL IT WITH FIRE!

I bare tidings that may be good or bad! thanks to the sacrifices I have made to the waifu pantheon I have learned that soon thine soul control of the Raifu market will end in at the hands of a creature beyond human comprehension! Beware the horror from the stars!

MY GOD...I ALWAYS KNEW THE HORRORS WOULD COME FOR ME.

THE HORRORS OF SOPMOD II JR.

*flexes on you with my c6 layla whom i wasn't even trying to get*

YOU HAVE SOMETHING I WANT

ok but i need to complain. i have been eagerly awaiting the shop reset for the entire week i've been at my grandmothers. all i wanted was layla bro... i literally took a piss and then in the bathroom started wishing and YOU ONOW WHAG I FUCKINGNBGOT

HEIZOU. C3 HEIZOU. ARE TOU SEKTOIS RIGHT NOW I CANF DVEN SPELL RIGHT DO YOU SEE HOW MISERABLY I SPELLED SERIOUS HELP ME I'm not fixing it tho

I just want ONE COPY OF LAYLA JUST ONE

You know I usually have pretty good luck in his godforsaken game; i usually win my 50/50s. i had some hopes for getting wanderer and al haitham (foolish am i) I DONT ANYMORE BC WTF OS THIS SHIT

WANDERER IS GOING TO COME TO ME WITH AN ELECTRO VISION AND A SWORD AND KEQING WILL MIRACULOUSLY BECOME C4 LIKE WTF help m

Well, I think I've discovered a new fantasy of mine. -Prairie anon

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Patronage For The Worthy - Incubus!Male!Reader x Nilou

A/N: This idea for the reader has been living in my mind rent free for a good chunk of time, and here it is. Hope everyone likes it!

CW: Cervix sex, Male!Reader

NSFW under the cut.

Nilou opens her eyes. Everything is dark around her. A small amount of light falls through her window, illuminating her covered feet a little. She feels a cold gust of air coming from somewhere to her left. She rubs her eyes, yawns, and sits up in bed. 

She looks around. The window is open, letting the cool summer air move the curtains. Nilou, dressed up in her nightgown, gets up and moves to close it. When she stands before the opening, she can’t help but look out at the city. It’s very late, so only a handful of people roam the streets, illuminated by street lanterns. She looks up at the starry sky, and marvels at the full moon. It’s so beautiful, she thinks. 

“Yes indeed. The moon looks incredible today.”

She freezes in sudden horror. Somebody is in her room. Her heart speeds up, and her chest feels heavy with stress. She slowly turns around.

A man is sitting on the edge of her bed. He has short, dark hair. He seems tall, however the way he is sitting, leaning forward while resting his forearms on his thighs make it hard to judge his true height. Small horns are visible through his hair. The pupils of his eyes glow lightly with a red shine. 

Her eyes go wide. She tries to back away, but she is soon stopped by the windowsill. Her breath speeds up.

“W-who are you? What a-are you? W-what do you want from m-me?!” Her voice cracks from fear. The man stands up, revealing his true height. He is much taller than her, and bigger too. His arms are thick and his shoulders are broad. He raises his large hands up slightly.

Nilou would be ready to use her Vision if it wasn’t this late, if his entry wasn’t so sudden, and if only he wasn’t so… huge. Nilou is certain that with a single swing of his powerful arms he could send her flying. She tries to move, but her body refuses. She is frozen as he approaches her.

“S-stay away! Don’t c-come any c-closer!” Her knees tremble, and she slowly lowers herself to the ground.

“Hey, hey. Stay calm. I mean no harm.” The demon’s voice is surprisingly… normal. It’s nothing like she expected. It’s deep, yes, but very human at the same time. But most of all, it’s calm and steady. Its tone is… oddly soothing.

Her heart starts slowing down against all reason. The man’s aura feels… comforting?

“Calm down. I’m not going to hurt you, alright? Deep breaths, Nilou.” 

With no other choice but to obey, Nilou nods. 

“O-okay… but don’t come any closer. Please.”

The demon crouches down to meet her eye level. In the darkness his eyes give off a faint, red glow. Her visitor shrugs.

“As you wish.”

It takes her a few solid moments to calm down. She takes in the posture of the demon. It’s relaxed and casual, much to her surprise. A soft smile is on his lips all the while. She finds the courage to speak.

“Who are you?”

“Well, as you can see… I’m a demon.” He smiles, revealing two sharp fangs in his mouth. Nilou shivers at how sharp they look.

“And why are you here?”

The demon laughs. “I’m just here to visit you, obviously. See… I have been watching your performances for quite some time now. I must say… they are quite… breathtaking.” His smile widens. Despite how strange this situation is, Nilou can’t help but blush a little at the praise.

“Thank you…”

“...And I believe that great work is to be rewarded properly. So here I am. For this night, you're my mistress. I will do everything you ask of me to the best of my ability.”

What the demon said is still being processed in her mind as he stretches out his left arm towards her. 

“I understand if you don’t trust me. That’s why I will give you my word. And incubi’s words are never empty.”

 Suddenly, his wrist starts glowing. Nilou is taken back by the sizzle and the smell of flesh being burned. The incubus remains still as her constellation is burned into his forearm. The unearthly fire dies down as suddenly as it arose, along with the smell. 

The demon sighs. 

"Now I am not allowed to do anything against your will. As well as this contract, I will provide you with my name. The one thing that allows one to control a demon completely. Call me… Y/N.”

“Y/N…” As she says the word, the demon’s eyes glow blue. “That’s a beautiful name.”

“Yours is as well, Nilou. Or… do you want me to call you anything else tonight?”

Nilou thinks for a moment, before replying. 

“Is it okay if you call me… ‘princess’?”

Y/N chuckles. “Of course, princess. It’s all about you tonight. Whatever you wish. ”

Nilou looks at Y/N again. His face bears a smug smile. She traces down to look at his body. It’s large and muscular, but most of it is covered by the casual gown he is wearing. All of his torso, except for a chest window. Before she can fully take it in, the demon speaks again.

“How about we sit somewhere more comfortable, princess Nilou?”

She gives a small nod. Suddenly, Y/N picks her up with one arm, completely effortlessly. She squeals in surprise. He gently lowers her to the bed, and sits beside her. As he does, the clothing parts, letting her see his entire chest. It’s very muscular, with six firm abs and well toned skin. She looks up and down Y/N, taking in his impressive physique. 

"Hey. My eyes are up here, princess." 

Nilou nearly jumps in surprise. Her eyes move from his face to the bed and to the floor in panic. Her cheeks flush red. 

"S-sorry…" She replies somewhat ashamed of how blatantly she was checking him out. 

The demon laughs. 

"Hey, it's okay. Do you like it?" 

"I… u-um… like it a lot." She is redder still, avoiding his smug gaze. 

He suddenly, but gently, grabs her hand, and pulls it to rest on his stomach. 

"You can touch it if you want to. I don't mind."

Nilou gulps. Despite what the demon said, there's still a little spark of worry lingering inside her mind. What if she makes a misstep, and touches him in a spot he doesn't like? He could do something to her… But she has to admit. It's kind of… exciting. To be able to touch such a beautiful body… 

She gently guides her hand along your stomach, feeling every small bump of your muscle. They are firm and hard, yet your skin is soft and warm. So pleasant to touch. She moves up, resting her hand between the breasts, and finds no heartbeat. 

"You… really are not mortal…" She moves up her other hand to your shoulders, gently parting the clothing even further. "May I…?" 

"Yes, feel free. Do what you want with me." You smile encouragingly. 

She removes your top completely, exposing your forearms. She moves closer to you, hands now guiding alongside your forearms. Nilou traces her fingers along the perfect curve of your biceps, taking in how hard, yet soft your flesh is. Her touch is gentle, almost feather light. 

Nilou looks at your face, and an idea suddenly pops into her mind. She lifts her left hand to rest on your cheek. With a slow and careful movement, she moves her thumb to your lips, gently parting them. Her mouth opens slightly as she caresses the teeth. She drags her digit down towards your tongue, and pushes it in slightly. You obediently suck on it, making her blush. 

Nilou clumsily mounts you, and you lean back. She sits on your stomach, and you can feel the heat radiating from her core. She sighs as you speed up your tongue work. Her other hand draws circles around your breast, gently rubbing against the nipple. You let out a soft moan as you surrender to her touch. 

The heat inside her is growing by the second. Y/N… Such a powerful being, big, strong… with nothing but a light press of his sharp teeth he could bite off her fingers, and yet here he is, worshiping her fingers. Such a beautiful creature, surrendering to her every whim… 

Nilou doesn't notice when her hips start moving up and down your abs. You, however, can feel all the wetness seeping through her pajama bottoms. Your hands move to hold her ass, gently helping her move. She gasps when she feels you move, and a small frown appears on her lips. Pleasure? Extortion? Dissatisfaction? You can't tell. 

She grabs your bigger hands and moves them to rest on the covers, pinning them down by the sides of your head. You let her lips find yours as she leans down. Your tongues intertwine, but you let her take the lead. In no time she is exploring your mouth, hips still bucking back and forth against your stomach. 

When she parts with you, hot, blushing and out of breath, you look down at her hips. Her nightgown bottoms are completely soaked in the crotch area. You purr, looking deep into her eyes. 

"Ah, you love that, princess Nilou, don't you?" 

She lets out a small moan, mouth now agape in hard earned pleasure. "Yes…" 

"Let me lend you a hand then."

Your eyes glow, and suddenly her clothes are gone, turned into black particles. This doesn't surprise or startle her. Instead, she just dives into your lips again, exposed pussy rubbing against your soft skin with twice the intensity now. She is too overcome with lust and desire to care, or feel even an ounce of shame. 

With an especially wide hip move, her core rubs against your bulge. In an instant, a new wave of desire overcomes her. Her nose takes in your beautiful, overwhelmingly hot smell, and she can feel that familiar itch between her legs. But this time, her fingers won't do the trick. 

"I want you, now… please… serve me w-with your body, Y/N…" 

Your eyes glow again, and your pants are completely gone in an instant, allowing your cock to spring free of its confines. Without delay, she grabs it in her hand. She rubs her palm against your head, gathering the slick and precum. Nilou timidly takes a whiff of your musk, and her eyes water at how strong it is. Wasting no time, she places your head against her entrance, and slowly, very slowly, starts pushing it in. 

She whines as your tip stretches her body. You move your hands to support her lower thighs, securing her movement. Her eyes flutter shut as she feels her insides being pushed apart, making space for your overwhelming length. She feels so full, so delightfully filled, and yet it's just the halfway point. She moves her hips up and down a little, sending waves of pleasure through the both of you. She moans lightly, hands gripping your shoulders for support. You can feel her fingers digging deeper and deeper into your skin with every millimeter of depth. 

Nilou runs out of breath for a second, before a sweet, loud yelp reaches your ears. You can feel a firm wall of flesh touching your cock. Her eyes roll back, and she falls on your chest, breathing heavily. Her cervix prevents you from going deeper, so you start moving your hips back. Gently, but firmly, you snap them back forward, striking her wall and earning a gasp from her. She digs her nails into you, drawing blood as you fuck her gently. 

Nilou soon convulses, her walls pulsing, throbbing and clenching around your shaft. With her first orgasm, any sense of boundary or restraint is gone. Despite her orgasm induced exhaustion, she starts moving again. You both moan in unison as Nilou lets go of her desires and rides you for another orgasm. 

And then another, and another until her body gave out on her. You left her there, bruised, covered in hickeys and absolutely spent. 

The sleep she had was the best of her life that night. 

—

Nilou awoke the next morning. Every part of her hurt, from her toes to the top of her head. Lightly stretching, she looked around her room. Even though she remembered it to be more or less trashed, it was cleaned. A new set of pajamas, identical to those she lost during the night, was resting on top of her night stand. 

On shaky, sore legs she moved to the bathroom. Moving to the kitchen after washing herself down with lukewarm water, a silver, covered tray caught her attention. A small piece of paper lay next to it. She glanced over the text, written in beautiful, decorative font. 

"Loved the night. Made you breakfast. See you on the next show, princess~ - Y/N."

Nilou lifted the cover, coming face to face with a steaming hot pile of pancakes. She nearly squealed with joy at the sight. The girl rushed to grab some cutlery, but a flash of pain stopped her in her tracks. Rubbing her sore hips, she chuckled to himself. 

Maybe she really did go too far yesterday. 

Thanks for reading!

Could I put in a request for some spicy Cal Kestis headcanons?? 👀

omg yes!! haven't written anything for Cal yet :o

500 words. gender-neutral reader<3

Cal isn't big on PDA. He's quite timid when it comes to flirting, let alone relationships. You'll have to be the person to get things going, but once it's clear that you're into him, the ball will start rolling.

His crush on you is obvious. So. Damn. Obvious.

Yes, the Mantis crew like to bully Cal for it all the time, and because of that, he resorts to flirting when you two are alone.

Cal is a switch, but more leans more on his submissive side. He prefers sex to be two-way - nobody leading - but he's also happy to dip into sub/dom, and its kinks.

On paper, Cal seems somewhat vanilla. His favourite kinks are cockwarming, edging, and going down on you until you're in tears from over-stimulation. He doesn't need anything 'rough' and 'out there,' he's just happy being with you.

When it comes to cockwarming, Cal likes to do it before bed. Sometimes you've had sex, other times you haven't, but the night almost always ends with Cal slipping his cock into you as he spoons you.

He'll place tender kisses along your shoulder and neck before snuggling down, and finally drifting off to sleep.

This almost always leads to morning sex. Yeah, he goes soft during the night, but you'll wake up to Cal slowly rolling his hips against yours, followed by a groggy, "morning, did you sleep well?" Acting as if he's not slowly fucking you awake.

Edging is always fun, especially when you're in charge. He's more than happy to be tied to the bed to prevent the urge to touch himself, but Cal can't promise that he won't buck his hips up into your hand as you jerk him off.

Surprisingly, he can be edged for hours. Cal has mastered the art of patience, and he's always happy to put that knowledge into play.

And if things become too much, he knows his safe word, and his 'admitting defeat' word.

If he needs to, he'll beg for release. He's not ashamed to ask for his reward for being such a good boy, mostly because he knows you're a total sap for him, and you'll let him cum eventually. You just need an ego-boost, and a gentle nudge!

No kidding, Cal will go down on you for hours. He's a giver, and his favourite ways of showing affection is: tender kisses, holding hands, and giving oral until you're a whimpering mess.

Cal always gets his revenge - you edge him for hours, so rather than make you wait, he's going to over-do it.

"How many times did you orgasm the other night? Three? Let's try and make it four!"

And if you're into choking, then Cal will put his force abilities to good use, whilst he uses his hands to keep your hips pinned down to the bed.

New Fandom I write for: THE WAIFU TRAIN HAS NO BRAKES

So I decided to give Honkai Star Rail a second chance since I was REALLY harsh on it during the first impression and didn't give it a fair shake.

I now realize my mistake of doing that.

Stelle, March 7th, Himeko, and Asta from Honkai: Star Rail can now be sent in the askbox!

As time goes on, I'll more than likely add more characters. When it comes to favorites, Himeko is definitely number 1 to me, with the second being March 7th. One is just Satellite Cannon Lisa and the other is just an adorable ball of sunshine. Asta is also great as well.

Anyways, as per usual, have fun submittin asks! I'll hopefully have some done tonight but its also like 4am as of time of writing soooo