Holy Fuck I Suddenly Started Getting A Lot Of Requests All At Once Shdhnsnaks

Holy fuck I suddenly started getting a lot of requests all at once shdhnsnaks

Thank you guys! I really appreciate it and I love doing this. I'm just warning yall though it will take a while to get through everyone's requests so please be patient!

any crypto/wattson hc’s?

Sure, it might be a bit less than my usual works because I'm not super into this ship but I'll try my best for you :)

Also it took me a while cuz winter break was exhausting, apologies for that

CONTAINS: NSFW further below

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《SFW》

• This is giving very much ray of sunshine x I hate everyone except this one person type of vibes

• Wattson is just this ball of energy and optimism and Crypto is just there looking like he hasn't slept in weeks and he's ready to fight god

• Crypto would literally do anything for Wattson, I mean how can you not when she's just the best thing in the whole world

• But also Wattson would kill for Crypto, she's like his hype man who will tell him that he's doing amazing and then punch a man in the span of 10 seconds

• Everyone knows they're dating, but that's probably cuz Wattson can't stop talking about how cool and amazing her boyfriend is while everyone listens like "mhm... you've told me this fifty times already"

• Their favorite dates are when they just order asian take out, put a cheesy rom-com on the TV, and just laugh with eachother

• Wattsons love language is words of affirmation and gift giving and Crypto's is quality time

• Wattson definitely brings Crypto little things like rocks and funky leaves but they all have weird origins or smth

• "You see the red on this rock? That is blood. I killed them in the games and I thought their blood looked cool on the rock. Take it. It is yours now."

• Crypto keeps all of them on his desk, every doodled sticky note, pebble or stone, funky leaf, he keeps them all on his desk in a fancy arrangement

• Wattson calls Crypto mon chou, mon beau, or just mon amour

• Crypto calls Wattson jagiya, yeobo, or cheonsa

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• I feel like they prefer the foreplay rather than the penetration part of sex

• They're both switches and most of the time neither of them are really dominant or submissive

• But Crypto still really likes it when Wattson takes control, and Wattson likes to occasionally edge him or overstim him just to watch him squirm

• Under the desk support :)

• They very much enjoy oral sex, Wattson loves feeling Crypto twitch in her mouth and Crypto loves tasting Wattson

• They're not super kinky together, they enjoy the intimacy of softer sex, plus Crypto would never intentionally make Wattson cry, doesn't mean they're 100% vanilla tho

• Wattsons a big fan of edging and overstimulation, especially when she can get Crypto to cry

• Crypto is into a little bit of exhibitionism and voyeurism, he loves watching Wattson touch herself and sneaking into alleyways so she can drop down and suck him off

• Their favorite positions are 69, riding, and missionary

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Thank you for reading and requesting :)

Requesting takes like 30 seconds babes and it gives me motivation to write SO DO IT

Hi idk if you still take apex reqs but maybe a Miragr late val fic/hc?

This is so late, but here you go hdjsjsja <3

It's a bit short my apologies, I just wanted to get it out before it was like a week after valentines day

Contains: pure fluff man, it's just Mirage being a romantic icon

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• Mirage goes all out on valentines day

• He spends like $200 on gifts every year for both his lovers and all his friends

• You can't tell me this man doesn't buy his friends chocolate roses and cheesy stuffed animals for valentines day

• Anyways, anyone dating Mirage gets bombarded by gifts on valentines day

• He doesn't do anything super fancy like a candlelit dinner with wine and expensive steak, but he does practically devote himself to his lover for the whole day

• He cooks breakfast, places candles and rose petals everywhere, and basically just waits for his lover to tell him what to do like a puppy sbhdjaj

• He doesn't care where they go or what they do for valentines day, he just wants to make his lover happy, like if they want to just order take out and watch romance movies? he's all for it

• If he goes out with his lover for valentines day, he makes sure to look his best (he always does but hush) and is just overall a gentleman

• Later, he prepares a nice bath for him and his lover with candles, bubbles, chocolate, and champagne

• Lots of cuddles and "I love you's" throughout the whole day

• He makes sure his lover feels loved and cared for

• He probably recites the whole legend of the origin of valentines day every year to everyone who will listen

• Overall, he's like the best partner anyone could have on valentines day, and he brags about it all year long

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Thank you for requesting, I hope this was to your liking! And thank you for reading!

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A part two of that Revenant oneshot I wrote for @dontbethatguy20

Hope you like it! And merry Christmas to those who celebrate!

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Days passed since you confronted Rev. You tried to avoid him for as long as you could, not wanting to accept what youd learnt or what you felt about it. But alas, the games seem to be your downfall.

"Stop getting in my line of sight for fucks sake." You grumbled, moving your sniper over so your scope was clear again. You looked down your sight, taking in a squad consisting of Bloodhound and Fuse as they looked for loot. And then your sight was disturbed by red and silver metal. "Rev! Fuck off!"

"I want you to look at me." Revenant pushed the barrel of your sniper out of the way, forcing you to look at him face to face for the first time in days. It scared you, but not in the usual "murder robot staring you down" scared, it was like the scared when you meet your crushes eyes for the first time after realizing you like them. Not that you liked Revenant like that, pfff no way.... right?

"Fuck off." Thats all you said to him before shifting your sniper over once again and looking down the scope. You zoned in on Fuse, the one who moved the least, and aimed right between the eyes.

Right as you went to take the shot, your sniper moved and you alerted the enemy squad. Bloodhound immediate pulled out their own sniper and took aim, and you had to scramble away from the ledge you were on. You took cover behind a rock, Revenant following and sitting beside you.

"Why would you do that you jerk?!" You yelled at him, assuming he was the one to nudge your gun as you shot.

"I wanted your attention. You've been ignoring me." Revenant scooted closer to you, and you scooted away in return.

"God you're like a lovesick puppy." Sighing, you strapped your sniper to your back and faced him. "Well, you've got my attention. What the fuck do you want?"

"You've been stressed, I can practically feel your heartbeat skyrocket everytime you see me." Revenant pointed out. You're face turned beet red, and you stuttered trying to come up with a response. He just stared the whole time, waiting patiently. After a while of struggle, you just sighed and turned away from him.

"Now is not the time for this conversation. Wait till the game's over." You peaked out from your cover just to come face to face with the mask that Bloodhound wore, and next second you were waking up in the medbay once again.

You had to stop getting distracted during the games. It was hard though when Revenant wouldn't let you go. You changed clothes, and opened the curtain around your bed to see that Revenant was standing in the same place as last time. He watched you as you approached, grabbing his metal hand and dragging him to your room in the big building. Sitting him down on your desk chair, you stood before him with hands on your hips.

"Look, all of this is just wrong. You shouldn't be able to love me. I shouldn't love you. We shouldnt-"

"You love me?"

It had slipped out, and you turned away from him quickly to hide your blush. You hadn't even admitted that fact to yourself, why did you just blab it to him? Curse your inability to shut up. Aw fuck it man.

"Fine, yes. I love you god damnit. I don't want to but I do. But this is wrong. We shouldn't love eachother, what will people think?" You started pacing, something you did when stressed. Revenant's eyes followed, expression blank as it always was.

"It doesn't have to be a public thing." He suggested, grabbing your hand to get you to stop pacing. You looked at him, and the realization that you loved a fucking robot hit you. It seems so stupid, so fucking stupid. How did this happen?

"But-"

"Stop." Revenant interrupted you. Again. "Stop giving me lousy excuses. We don't have to be public, we can take it slow, we don't even have to be a couple until you want to. Just let me love you."

You hesitated for a while, looking into his eyes. Somehow he had said exactly what you wanted to hear, and you relaxed a bit. Making a decision, you sighed.

"Okay. I admit it. I love you, and I want you to love me."

"Thank you."

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Thank you for reading! As always, requests help me very much and reblogs help spread my work. Doing both takes seconds, so if you want to go for it! Merry Christmas!

Do you have any love for Darksparks and/or Lobalore?/gen

I HAVE SO MUCH LOVE FOR DARKSPARKS HERE YOU GO BESTIE

Thank you for requesting btw!

Contains: NSFW further below, nothing too bad tho

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《SFW》

• You'd think that Wraith would be the jealous and protective one in the relationship but Wattson will subject you to hell for eternity if you wrong her girlfriend

• Wraith is completely infatuated with Wattson, she studies her features and loves tracing her Lichtenberg scar

• Wattson's only insecurity is the scar, but seeing Wraith trace it or place kisses along it makes her feel better about it

• Wraith is big spoon because she needs to cuddle smth to fall asleep

• Wattson plays with Wraith's hair to calm her down when times are hard

• Wattson will call Wraith mon amour, ma chérie, and mon ange

• Wriath will call Wattson dear, hun, small things like that, and around others she just calls her Natalie

• Wraith isn't one for pda, she lets Wattson kiss her cheeks or hold her hand but she won't go out of her way to be affectionate with her girlfriend when others are around

• Wattson is fine with that^^^ she knows it's not because Wraith is embarrassed of her or anything, it's just not something she does

• They read books together and quote lines that are interesting, and Wattson will accidentally blurt out spoilers before Wraith can get to that part, but Wraith doesn't mind

• "Renée.... (insert character here) just died..."

"....I haven't gotten to that part yet hun."

"OH, DÉSOLÉE MON CHÉRIE."

"Thats okay Nat <3"

• Their relationship is so healthy they don't even know the meaning of the word toxic

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• They're both switches, but Wattson tops more often

• SHHSHSGHS I KNOW THATS AN UNPOPULAR OPINION BUT HAVE YOU SEEN WATTSON??? SHE DEFINITELY OWNS AT LEAST 3 STRAPS

• Plus this woman gets satisfaction and joy from electric shocking her enemies, she would love to find all the spots that make Wraith squirm

• Wattson is probably the type of person who doesn't need to cum to get satisfaction from sex, probably doesn't even need to be touched, as long as she's making her partner cum enough for both of them

• But she's gentle with it, always making sure that Wraith is okay and enjoying herself

• Wraith is absolutely loving it, and by the end she's so relaxed you'd think she just took 10 melatonin gummies like she's ready to sleep for a whole year

• There's always blankets and pillows and candles when they have sex, and Wattson is always ready to scoop Wraith up and hold her close if she doesn't want anymore

• I can't even think of anything super kinky they'd do man, this ship is just the most wholesome things and they just take care of eachother

• That gave me an idea tho, mommy kink

• Wraith occasionally calls Wattson mommy, but not because she's told to, it just feels right and then she cries

• OKAY IM DONE

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I hope you liked it! I might do some Lobalore later too. Have a good day all you wonderful people!

You know what I'm here for >:)

My lovely girlfriend requested some hardcore Bloodhound x reader smut, so here you go! It's the longest thing I've written so far on this blog hshdhsjja

CONTAINS: smut, primal play, bondage, getting hunted in the forest, praise, little bit of degrading, biting, breeding kinks, slight sex ritual stuff, voyeurism if you count the Allfather as a person, proper aftercare for once, AMAB bloodhound, they have a penis because I said so, gender neutral reader

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Bloodhound wasn't the type of person to ask for much sexually, preferring to go along with what you want and ask for. So it was incredibly surprising when they nervously came to you and brought up the idea of primal play. It was shocking, but you weren't against it.

Obviously, you started off slow to warm up to it. Bloodhound started putting you into mating presses more often, even if it was already their favorite position. You swear you could hear them growling under their breath as they fucked into you, pressing all their weight on top of you and keeping you trapped under them. And the bite marks they would leave along your shoulders and chest were hard to explain to anyone who saw them. But it was so good. They way they claimed you like you were some kind of weak bitch made you cum the hardest you ever had in your whole life.

Safe to say, primal play was one of the most popular things in your sex life. So, when Bloodhound came to you again, more confident this time, you were excited to hear what they would suggest.

"I would like to do something more, in terms of these... primal urges." They said, standing by you as you prepared a meal in your shared kitchen. Bloodhound had just come home carrying some fish from a river nearby and handed them to you to cook. It was just the way things were between the two of you. Obviously, they were the better hunter, so in order to balance chores you cooked whatever they brought home.

"What were you thinking of?" You responded, eyes still honed in on where the knife you held slid through the flesh of the fish.

"I would like to... hunt you."

It took a moment for the words to register in your brain, but when they did, you immediately put the knife down and turned towards them. Bloodhound still wore all their gear, and suddenly it felt intimidating. They moved closer, caging you against the counter with a hand on either side of your waist.

"Litla kanína, I want to chase you. To catch you. To claim you. I want you to run from me, and I want you to hide from me while I hunt you down like the prey that you are."

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So that's how you got here, sharp thorns scratching your ankles and calves as you ran through the trees as fast as you could. You had nothing on you other than your clothes and an alarm keychain as a sort of 'safe word.' Bloodhound said they'd give you a five minute headstart, and you intended to use it to get as far away as possible.

The autumn leaves were crisp under your feet as you ran, not even trying to be quiet. Your body was acting purely on instinct, not knowing what to do in a situation like this. Seeing a small alcove made out of fallen trees, you turned towards it and shuffled under the cover.

Breathing heavy, you sat down on the ground, trying to make yourself as small as possible. Frozen in fear, you zoned out in your small shelter, and before you knew it you could hear footsteps dragging on the forest floor. They weren't trying to be quiet either. They wanted you to know they were close. They wanted to make you feel the fear take over your body as they gradually got closer, and closer, and even closer.

Putting a hand over your mouth, you tried to breathe as shallow as possible to make less noise, but your breaths were shaky and uneven. Your hands shook as you could hear the gentle hum of Bloodhound's respirator working, and as they paused their steps.

"Kanína, I know you're here.~" Bloodhound called out. Their voice scared you, but at the same time you couldn't help the warm feeling in your lower stomach. You pressed your body even further against the tree bark behind you, closing your eyes.

"You must learn to cover your tracks, elskan. Something dangerous could find you.~" Their voice trailed off, and you couldn't hear their footsteps anymore. Did they leave? They must've left. There was no sound at all.

After a few more minutes, just to be sure, you inched your way out of the alcove and looked around. Not seeing anything, you stepped out into the open.

Pretty much the second you took the first step, you heard swift footsteps behind you. Before you could react, a gloved hand reached around to cover your mouth as another wrapped around your waist, pulling you against a body. Eyes wide open, you brought your hands up and gripped at the hand over your mouth, scratching at it lightly as you were dragged with the person.

"Greyið kanína, you have not learned anything, have you?" Bloodhound's voice made you relax slightly, realizing you weren't really in danger. However, their hand still covering your mouth and the way they now spun you around and pressed your back against a tree made you panic again. You looked them over, eyes darting over their frame. They had shed their jacket, leaving them in a compression shirt that showed off their muscles, along with their mask and cargo pants.

"I have caught you, ástin mín. Now, I get to ravage you all I want.~" Bloodhound pressed a leg between yours, keeping it high enough that you couldn't escape without falling. They reached into a pocket in their pants and pulled out a bundle of smooth, red colored rope that was usually stored in your bedside drawer.

"I am going to take my hand away. Will you behave?" They questioned, tilting their head and holding the rope in front of your eyes. You nodded desperately, nostrils flared as you breathed frantically. Slowly, Bloodhound pulled their hand off of your mouth and began unraveling the bundle of rope.

You didn't dare speak. You kept your hands by your sides. You barely moved. You could be bratty some other time, this time, Bloodhound was just so intimidating that the thought of disobedience didn't even cross your mind. With the now unraveled rope, they positioned your hands together in front of you and wove it around your wrists and forearms.

"You are so obedient, even when you are being hunted down to be my meal.~" They leaned in closer as they finished binding your arms and lifted them above your head. Bloodhound's chest was pressed against yours, and their knee pressed further against your crotch as they tied the other end of the rope around a branch above your head.

They left you there for a second, stepping back now that you were stuck in place. A small whine left your throat as the warmth between your legs disappeared. Bloodhound just shushed you before reaching into another pocket of their pants and pulling out a pocket knife. They brought it up to your throat and you closed your eyes, wincing. The pain never came, though. Instead, you heard clothes ripping and the wind against your chest. They had cut your shirt open and discarded the pieces onto the forest floor.

"Hound..." You whispered weakly, looking at Bloodhound's masked face. They tilted their head at you, reaching down to begin undoing your pants.

"Do not speak, kanína. Unless it is the safeword, I do not want to hear anything from you other than your sweet cries of pleasure." They pulled your pants and underwear from your body, exposing you to the air.

You tried to cross your legs and hide yourself, feeling extremely exposed in the open, but Bloodhound simply kicked your legs back apart. They just stared at you, looking up and down your body before reaching behind their head to undo their mask.

"You will be a perfect offering for the Allfather." They said, taking off their mask and laying it gently on the ground. Almost instantly they had their mouth on you, nipping and licking at the skin of your neck. It was so aggressive and desperate it almost hurt. They kissed your skin like they were starving, like they hadn't eaten in days.

Slowly, trailing kisses the whole way, they made their way down to your nipples, biting and sucking at them, making you gasp. Bloodhound made sure to abuse each of your sensitive buds before moving on. They bit as your stomach and hips, hard enough to leave bruises. As you squirmed and whined, they finally made their way to where you needed them most.

Bloodhound licked a slow, long stripe from the bottom to the top of your sex. Smirking at the way you whimpered and shivered. After way too long, they finally took you into their mouth, sucking hard before backing away almost immediately. As you whined in protest, they stood and reached into a pocket of their pants again (look, they have cargo pants on, there are many pockets). Holding a small bottle of lube, they kneeled back down in front of you.

You watched as they poured a generous amount of lube on their fingers, spreading it between their thumb and fingers. Lifting one of your legs over their shoulder, Bloodhound placed their fingers against your hole. Their calloused fingertips were a pleasant sensation as they teased around your sensitive opening, only slipping a finger inside once you were desperately grinding down. They ignored all your whines and whimpers, going slow and making sure you were adequately stretched.

"I want to make sure you are prepared because I will no longer be gentle after this." Bloodhound stated as they stood from the ground, wiping their hand against their pants. They sighed as they undid the button, opening the front of their pants. "Aumingja litla druslan mín... I am going to destroy you.~"

Bloodhound practically growled the end of their sentence, tugging the waistband of their pants and boxers down a couple inches so they could free their length. You stared, wishing nothing more than to drop to your knees and swallow them whole. But unfortunately, you were still tied to a tree. So you just whined and struggled against the rope, begging for any sort of attention from them.

"Hush, ástin mín." Bloodhound once again lifted one of your legs, bringing your knee almost to your chest. You had to stand on your tippy toes to accommodate for the position. They stood between your legs and the head of their hard cock teased against your entrance.

Bloodhound rubbed themself a couple of times along your hole before sliding the first inch of themselves into you. The groan they let out was animalistic, and you winced at the stretch. They were practically panting against your neck, holding themself back from pounding into you. They lifted your other leg, pressing you against the tree trunk so it scratched uncomfortably against your back.

"Kanína, you are so warm and tight.~" They began inserting the rest of their length into you. As Bloodhound's hips met yours, they let out a strangled whine as they nuzzled into your neck even further. "Please forgive me for my lack of self-control."

That was their only warning for you before they pulled out and slammed back into you as hard as they could, making you yelp in surprise. Your eyes flew wide open as they started to plow into you faster and harder than you thought anyone possibly could. The pain of your back against rough bark was completely forgotten as you cried out, hands curled into fists above your head.

You'd never experienced this energy from Bloodhound outside of the games. This wild, animalistic hunger. You'd seem them kill many times, you'd even been the one at the end of their axe a couple of times, and this energy was alarmingly similar. They really did see you as something to claim, something to devour. It made you feel so weak and helpless. It was fucking hot.

You could feel your eyes start to fill with tears from how overwhelming the feeling was. Their girth continually bullying its way into your hole, rubbing against all the right spots and reaching so deep inside you. And the pain. God, the pain of bark scratching against your back, of nails digging into your hips, of teeth biting at your skin. It was no surprise when you could feel your orgasm approaching very quickly.

"Hound-"

"Cum for me, I want to feel you."

Of course, Bloodhound could tell. With the way you were squeezing their cock with your walls, the way your back arched off the tree, the way you were panting like you'd never breath again. So as they hit that one spot that made you see stars, you came hard. Your legs shook with the force of your orgasm, and you leaned your head back against the tree, moaning loudly.

Bloodhound slowed their pace, bringing the pocket knife back out and cutting the rope keeping your hands above your head. The only reason you didn't fall was because they pressed their body against you and held you to the tree. You whimpered as they carried you away from the tree, getting on their knees and laying you on the forest floor. They pulled out of you, grabbing your waist and flipping you over onto your shoulders and knees with your still tied hands underneath you.

"You look so pretty, kanína. Quivering and covered in your own cum." Bloodhound said as they spread you open and inspected your hole. You couldn't turn to look at them with your face pressed against the ground, so when they suddenly pressed their tongue against your entrance, you flinched slightly. Their nails dug into the flesh of your ass as they ate you out like a starved man. "You taste divine.~ I need more of you."

Their tongue left your sensitive hole twitching with overstimulation, and you whined softly. Bloodhound didn't spare you for long though before they thrust back into you. You felt them press one of their boots against your head, pressing down so you couldn't move but not enough to cause pain.

"You. Are. Mine." They growled, punctuating each word with a hard thrust. All you could do was whimper and shake as the overstimulation became painful. Tears ran down your face and onto the leaves. "So perfect.~ Laid out so pretty before the Allfather.~"

The thought of being nothing but an offering in a god-worshipping ritual just made you feel even more overwhelmed, and you could feel yourself getting closer to climax once again. Bloodhound's thrusts became sloppier as they too chased their orgasm.

"I'm going to fill you up, litla kanína. Breed you full of my pups.~" Bloodhound huffed, taking their foot off your head so they could lean down and sink their teeth into your shoulder. The pain made you cry out, but also pushed you over the edge again. Your vision faded as you came, dripping onto the leaves.

Bloodhound's hips stuttered before they pressed as deep into you as they could. They growled and grinded their hips against you as they spilled their cum deep in your hole. For a few moments, they just sat deep inside you, panting.

You must've been fading in and out of consciousness due to the pain because you can't remember when Bloodhound pulled out of you and laid you down on the ground. You looked up into their eyes as they gently unraveled the rope that bound your arms. They smiled down at you, rubbing at the sore skin.

"You did so well, ástin mín." Bloodhound cooed, grabbing some gauze from their seemingly endless stash of items in their pants pockets and placing it on the bite on your shoulder. They brought a hand up to brush the hair from your face and rub soothing circles along your jaw. "Let me take you back home. You deserve to rest."

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