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Found this chat for you on Tumblr

So I've created a Mimic fandom chat, inspiration from the Roblox game: The Mimic. It made me really think about creating an OC here with a group of other people trying to find their lost friends. And plus I really love the plot, characters and storyline here

was testing some new art-style(?) and did this.

𝒀𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑹𝑬 𝑴𝑨𝑳𝑬 “𝑯𝑨𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑺𝑯𝑨𝑲𝑼𝑺𝑨𝑴𝑨” ft. Afab reader

⚠︎ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ, ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴅᴏᴠᴇ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴇᴀᴛ⚠︎

—𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑹𝑬 ! * Smut, nsfw, suggestive,

—𝑻𝑨𝑮𝑺 ! * Breading, Jealousy, slight cervix fucking, mating press, size difference, monster fucking???, unprotected sex, rough sex to passionate (??), dacryphilia, pinning, mdom → msub,

𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒊’𝒔 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆 !* yes yes, i know i haven't been doing the kinktober prompts but i promise(i don't keep em soo..), I'll try to have more post in by December. Most will probably be more Headcanons. And with the recent events.

You were lying on your back, the spiky grass blades prickling your back. Sweat beaded your body from head to toe. “He” was the one that did this to you, “he” ripped open your shirt revealing your chest. Placing hickies and marks here and there.

You were just walking the streets until you bumped into(or vice versa) someone and spilled your drink on to their shirt. You immediately apologized and volunteered to buy them a new shirt which they refused to. But you instead insisted. By night, you were walking down the sidewalk, the streets were barely crowded now.

You suddenly heard something in the darkness beside you. You were scared at first until you heard “him”, say equally spaced ’po's’. You looked into the darkness to see a familiar figure dressed in white. “He” had pale skin with a long white trench coat with a few rips at the bottom, being uneven. “He” had dark circles under his eyes. “He” had long black hair and a white straw hat on his head.

“He” was pretty muscular and had a large size at best.

You walked over to him and his pale skin soon flushed pink. You gave “him” a small wave and smile. “He” let out a squeaked “Po!” and grabbed your wrist, pulling you more into the darkness.

You ended up in a garden with beautiful flowers and tall hedges. It looks too much like a dream considering “he” is an urban legend that's now a follower of yours. But only appears at night which leads to you waking up late for work.

He grabbed your arm and walked you down a path with stone walls lining it. And a few feet of walking he stops. He turned to you and looked you deeply in the eye with his dead ones. You stared back at him. You wanted to avoid his gaze but it seem to hypnotize you at the slightest.

He grabbed your wrist and pulled you more into the hedges. It seemed to be getting more darker. A few lanterns was the only light source but most of them were dim. He stopped in his tracks once again and pulled you into a hug. He was touching all over you. From your thighs to your chest. He pressed your face into his chest with a low grumble erupting from it.

You felt his hard on poking your stomach which made your face feel hot.

You gulped and tried to look up at him but to no avail. Your head was still pressed into his chest. He grabbed your thighs and placed them around his waist, you tumbled backwards hitting the ground but he wrapped his arms you, mostly trying to soften the impact.

He unbuttoned his trench coat and threw it somewhere nearby. You gasped as he nearly ripped apart your blouse(which he did), he stared at your breast for a solid second be latching himself onto one of them. You let out gasps and moans. He rubbed his hard on over your soaking pussy, desperately trying to get inside you. You have done this before but it was mainly you who was overpowering him.

He tugged at your panties and looked at you, his pupils shaping themselves into hearts. You nodded and looked away. He ripped off your panties and threw them somewhere in the hedges. A string followed but got cut short since he threw them.

aligned himself with your pussy and rubbed himself against it, his moans and soft “Po” would absolutely turn you on. You couldn't say you didn't like them. He pushed himself into your heat, grunts and pants we heard. You moaned loudly and he rocked his hips back n forth into you. His cock was webbed in your juices.

Loud slapping could be heard throughout the hedges. If this place was available to other people, you could tell their faces would be full of disgust. He placed your legs more onto his shoulders, leaning forwards to reach deeper into your core. Nearly bumping into your cervix. Your eyes rolling behind your head and tongue lolling out of your mouth. He took that as a signal to kiss you. Your tongues dancing together.

Tears welded in your eyes and so were his eyes. He let go of the kiss, a string following through. Deep panting was apparent. His soft moans and little "Po.." was extremely hot considering he's a big guy and intimidating with his glares. It's rare to see him break into whimpers and moans.

His breathing came to a halt, his hips stuttering the slightest. He let out a strangled elongated "P-Po..!" As he came inside you without warning. You wouldn't get mad at him for not telling you right? You know he doesn't talk much but you'll let it slide.

Besides, it's his way of marking you on the inside just in case you don't like hickies placed onto you.