Id Love To Be Or Anon!

i’d love to be 🎀 or 🐭 anon!

🎀 is all yours! My very first anon🥺

is there any hard no-no kinks for you before i send anything in?

scat is probably the only thing that i wont write 😭everything else im more than open to! send me your dirty thoughs🤭🤭

This!! This is what i imagine omega wearing in poyt once steve has marked her and dresses her in cute slutty outfits😩💞

steve junior obviously had to make a feature…@evansbby

(i used picsart to create this)

Literally the 7th time ive read this bestie!! i love re reading your fics because i tend to skip over detail when i read any sort of book so when i read it again i notice new things every time!!😌🫶🏻 SO SO SOOOOO many tummy butterflies💞💝💕💖💘 never ever getting over how talented you are pookie😩😩 i felt my knees cave at the countdown part… OH GOD and the dialogue you wrote for Lloyd… 10/10 INSANE💞💞💞 i can literally imagine him saying all those things in my head! thankyou as always bby for sharing your talent with us!!!! <333333

➳❥ 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dark!Lloyd Hansen x innocent!Reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: smut, dubcon, noncon, dark, minors dni, daddy kink, age gap - reader is early 20s, Lloyd is late 30s, coercion, dark Lloyd taking advantage of super innocent reader, like seriously reader is very innocent, corruption kink, babying, extreme dumbification, dd/lg undertones, mention of gun, use of gun in sexual context, choking, spitting, kidnapping, dacryphilia, loss of virginity, blood mention, killing mention, manipulation, gaslighting

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Lloyd promises to let you go, but he demands a depraved repayment. (In other words: Lloyd pops your cherry).

𝐀/𝐍: This is really fucking depraved. Please, please be warned. 

“My dad’s gonna come for me!” You burst out tearfully, tiny fists clenching at your sides and nails digging into your palms, “H-He loves me! And… And I’m not scared of you!”

Lloyd yawns, “Honey, this whole heroic act was cute two days ago. But now you’re just boring me.”

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౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ Cherry’s Concepts 5/50

Character; Ari Levinson

Kink; Man handling

Dialogue; “Are you fucking crying?”

Requested by; Mimi <33

As always, this blog contains 18+ content only, your media consumption is your own responsibility, all dark content will be labled as such. Please read at your own risk.

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Ari’s hand squeezes your wrist in a tight grip as he drags you across the building and into his office. “Wh-what are you doing, Ari! Let go of me!” you stammered, shocked by his show of sudden aggression.

He grumbles, tossing you roughly onto his office chair. “What are you, some kind of office whore now? Is my attention not enough for you, huh?” he seethes, looking down at you from his 6’4 frame.

“I don’t know what you’re talking abo-“ you begin, keeping your eyes on the floor. Only for him to cut you off, his hand darting forward, gripping your jaw, forcing you to look him in his eyes.

“Don’t bullshit me!” he snaps, his cold blues flashing with anger.

“Showing up in your short fuckin’ slutty skirts, bet you wanted one of those men out there to fuck you, huh? is that what you wanted?” he accuses, his grip on your jaw becoming tighter. “N-No Sir” you tremble in confusion.

After all he did pick out the so called ‘short’ skirt last week! Telling you how pretty you’d look all dolled up for him.

So, Why was he being so mean?

“Stand up and bend over my desk, take those whore soaked panties off while you’re at it.” he ordered, his tight grip on your jaw falling, gifting you a feeling of relief.

When you failed to move, still in shock, his hand smacked across your cheek, your face whipping to the side, turning a pale shade of pink. You yipped, feeling your eyes begin to fill with tears.

You rushed to your feet. Doing exactly as he said you bent over his desk, shimmying your panties down your thighs and stepping out of them.

“Count.” he spits, his voice firm. Suddenly you feel his hand strike out, laying into your ass, your legs begin to quiver at his show of strength. Your cheeks starting to feel sore already, knowing you wouldn’t be able to sit for at least a few days. “O-One.” you sniffled.

“Are you fucking crying?” he asked in a rough tone, his eyebrow raising. He turned your head from behind to face him.

“Oh my sweet, slutty girl, crying already? but daddy’s barely even touched you.” he mocked. You pout, tears now streaming down your flushed cheeks.

“You can take it, and if you can’t, well..” He guffawed. “That aint’ really an option for you sugar.” his menacing gaze was a warning in itself.

And he’s right, you can take it, you have to.

You always do.

CHRIS EVANS New York Comic Con Panel (Oct 14, 2023)