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Graveyards >>> vsco hangouts
literally crying because why tf did my aunt get to meet Michael Graves, and jerry only.
And on top of that she literally got to hang out with them!
what the flip dude
literally me n him!!
I'm. high as shit and all I can think about is a cuddle pile with all the cod men but. I'm laying on top of each of them. yea.
cw: gn!reader, brainrot, rough fuck, crying, bit of begging, overstimulation, creampie, bit of fluff, not really angst but comfort, I need him to fuck all the sadness out of me sorry not sorry
divider made by @alewesker ♡
you laid in your shared bed, as you had been the whole day. everything just felt too much and too heavy, your own mind torturing you with overwhelming sadness. you only lifted your head when you heard the keys jingle at the front door, followed by some footsteps and the quiet sound of the keys getting thrown into the bowl next to the door. "Doll?" he called out, your heart fluttering a bit. "Where are you?"
"Up here.." you called back, your voice a little hoarse since you havent talked the whole day. His steps quickly got closer and he entered with a bright smile, which quickly vanished as he saw you lay there.
"Hey.. what's up?" he asked gently, closing the door as if someone might walk in on you. you just shrugged slightly, not even looking at him as he stepped closer to the bed. "Having a hard day?" he asked as he sat down behind you, rubbing your back gently. you nodded slowly and sighed, cursing yourself out for ruining his day internally. Phillip pressed a kiss to the back of your head and sighed softly. "My poor darlin'... is there anything I can do for you?" he asked, he was so caring. For a moment you thought before turning onto your back and looking up at him, then pulling him down by the collar of his blue button up and kissing him deeply.
Graves made a surprised noise, yet quickly caught himself and propped one of his hands up next to your head, the other one cupping your cheek gently. You held the kiss until it got hard to breathe, gasping against his lips to get some air. His forehead was leaned against yours as he took a deep breath. "Jesus..." he muttered under his breath, now looking at you again. For a few seconds you just looked at each other, catching your breath and processing what happened.
"want you.." you finally choked out, your hands finding their way to his strong shoulders. "please.." you pleaded quietly, he furrowed his eyebrows. "Phillip... please.. I need you.. need you to fuck the sadness out of me.. please.." you were begging him at this point, your cheeks lighting up pink with blush.
"I-... you sure baby?" he asked softly, caressing your cheek with his thumb; you nodded frantically.
"please... promise it's okay.." you muttered, he couldn't help but chuckle a little but nod. "dont stop until I tell you to okay? don't wanna be able to think anymore.."
"Anything you want, doll." he said, placing a soft kiss on your forehead before bringing his lips to your neck. soft kisses turned into biting and leaving hickeys on your skin, making breathing harder for you. His chapped lips worked their way down to your shirt, which quickly flew to the ground; he stopped a second to admire your naked torso. "my pretty baby.." he hummed, making you blush even more as he went down to trail kisses down to the rim of your sweatpants. His calloused hands wandered to your hips, playing with the fabric a bit as if he was waiting for your go-ahead to continue. With a quick nod from your side he opened the tie at the front with his teeth before undressing you completely in one go. "Look at you.. so needy already, arent you?" he asked, spreading your legs a bit before trailing his fingers over your hole.
"no- just go in, please.." you huffed, making him look at you in surprise. "can't wait.. please.." Phillip chuckled quietly but nodded, raising his hands for a second before quickly grabbing the lube from the nightstand. His cock was already aching against his pants, he let out a relieved sigh as he finally took it out and began spreading the lube on it generously, not wanting to hurt you.
"you good to go angel?" Graves hummed softly as he crawled over you, sucking on your neck again.
"fuck... yes..." was all you could choke out. Just seconds later his cock was pushing inside you, the burning stretch being overwhelmed by the immense pleasure you were feeling. You whined loudly, your nails digging into the fabric of his shirt, your legs wrapping around his waist already.
"god, you feel so good.." he whispered against your skin, breathing heavily and holding still to let you adjust. He cooed some sweet praise at you as he patiently waited, making sure you were okay, until you gave him the go-ahead. Graves quickly adjusted his position before beginning to slowly thrust into you, groaning loudly with pleasure as if fucking you was the best feeling in the entire world - which it probably was to him. After just a bit of time he could hardly even hold himself back anymore, especially not with your pleas for him to go harder and faster. Hearing you beg for him like that made his head spin, his hips snapping into you quick and roughly, his hands gripping the sheets so hard his knuckles were turning white. Within just minutes of the brutal pace you came, whining loudly as tears pricked at your eyes.
Of course, Phillip began slowing down but you violently shook your head. "nonono, dont stop, please phillip.. need your cock inside me... please.." you babbled, goosebumps scattering over his body. His pace picked back up, thrusting into you and ruining your little hole, hitting the good spots over and over; hot tears streaming down your face.
"Does that feel good sugar?" he huffed, getting closer just by the sight of you. You sobbed loudly and nodded, babbling little thank you's, pleas to go on and whatnot. It made him chuckle between his moans, seeing you feel this good almost immediately sending him over the edge. "fuck.. gonna cum.." he muttered, pulling back slightly before you stopped him.
You locked your legs around his waist tightly and pushed him back into you, crying out as his cock hit a good spot. "no, please- don't pull out-" you begged, grinding your hips against his desperately. This made him snap, his head was now completely empty except the thought of filling you up and making you feel good. He sloppily continued thrusting, huffing and groaning as he shot his load into you, the hot feeling sending you over the edge yet again.
you were spasming around him, your legs shaking slightly as they slid down from his body - and yet Phillip didn't stop. His groans turned into slightly high pitched moans, his face was buried into your neck again where he was biting and sucking much less gently than before. You felt the familiar feeling of everything being just a little too much creep up in your stomach, sobbing and crying as he fucked his cum deeper into you. It felt like hours when he finally stopped, his hips shaking as he only lazily grinded into you while sucking on your neck. One last time he bit down harshly, shooting yet another load inside you - his body going limp on top of you. Both of you took deep breaths, trying to get down from your high and calm down.
"feeling better, doll?"
"mhm..."
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´´Eldritch horrors lurk within the crime and grime of Valoran City. Black markets have given rise to Elixirs: a valuable substance of dubious origin whose production spells money and influence should any gang corner the market. Spurred on by agents of corruption, capos and cronies alike look to forces beyond the veil for a taste of true power.`` Valoran City
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CoyoteHybrid! Philip Graves x Cowhybrid!Reader
CW: noncon, both degrading kink and praise kink, you're dumb, stupid, no brains, only beauty, no protection, cumming inside, Graves is an asshole
Mhmnhm, farmer! John Price, punishing cow hybrid! reader for being a brat by making you sleep outside with the other cows, you weren't used to sleep in the grass, you were so much smaller than the other cow hybrids, you looking like a calf next to the big ladies, they were so much older, so much more experienced, these cow ladies have been around for so long they already know what to do and not to do, and one of the things to not do was don't trust the coyotes, they might sound sweet but they just want to take a bite out of you — you wasn't aware of that, the other cows might seem sweet and even motherly but you're too shy to approach them, so you just lay in the grass, thinking about how mad you are at your farmer and how you miss your warm bed.
When, all of a sudden, you hear some noises coming from the woods, it is dark; you can't see anything. The bell on your collar ringing as you went to check what that was about, your little ears fluttering and your tail moving curiously — you shouldn't, you know you shouldn't, but this will teach a lesson to Price! Maybe this way, he'll learn to not leave you alone (even if you were acting like a brat).
You clumsily jump over the fence, staining your nightgown in the process. You follow the noise, trying to be quiet, but the bell on your neck makes it harder. Unfortunately, you can't take it off; only Price has the key, that bastard! You swear to yourself you're going to bite him as hard as possible when you see him.
"Oh... What do we have here?" You jump in surprise, a voice coming out from behind you. From the dark, he appears. A coyote with light blonde fur and blue eyes, he was tall, with a body you could describe as athletic, his tail swinging with curiosity, his eyes wandering your body as if you are his next meal, and he had a scar on one of his cheek; you wonder why...
He gets closer, making you freeze. What should you do? Run??? You've never been in a situation like this; you don't know what to do. He puts his hands on your waist, pulling you closer. Your body shivers, your ears get flat on your head, and your tail goes between your legs.
He sniffs you... And then bites down hard on your neck, drawing blood. "Ah!" You yell out in pain and surprise, using all your strength to push him away. He falls to the ground, and your legs immediately start running.
You don't know where you're going; he knows this place much better than you do, and the fact this stupid bell is on doesn't help! His footsteps are getting closer and closer; he's much faster, and in a quick movement, he pins you down to the ground.
You squirm, trying to get away. "Help! Help!" "Shh, shh... I'm sorry, m'kay? Shh..." He puts his hand on your mouth, silencing you. Tears stream down your face. That's it; you're dead. You're so dead.
"Didn't mean to hurt you, cow. You just smell so good." He smirks. You try to fight back, kicking your legs, but that's easy for him to pin down back again. "You look so fuckin' delicious, I could eat you whole, sweetheart." He, basically, whines out that he was... drooling... like a starved dog.
"Your ears look so soft... I wonder what they taste like." He gets closer to your face and bites on one of your ears, making you squirm and cry. But, from that position, one of your arms and hands was free, and you took the opportunity to try and fight back, giving him a slap on the face. That makes him freeze, stop munching on your ear, and stare back at you... And smile. A twisted smile.
"A fighter, uh? You're so adorable, cow. Have no idea how happy this makes me." He starts... Humping on you. Stupid nightgown, why did it have to be so short?! He seems to be turned on by the slap, a masochist; no matter how much you bite, kick, or slap, that only makes him more aroused.
You can feel his hard cock through your thin panties. He stops for a moment and stares at you. "You know... I was going to eat you. But I won't... Do what I say, okay? Or else..." You nod frantically, just wanting to go back to the farm and apologize for being so disobedient.
He gets up and forces you to your knees, making you face-to-face with his bulge. "Have you ever sucked cock, cow?" A shy and scared no is what comes out of your lips. "You're going to now." He unzips his pants and his boxers.
His cock was long and thick, with veins all over it, precum leaking out of the tip. He pumps it a few times before getting it inside your mouth. "Hmm... So warm and wet... Come on, up and down." He moves your head alongside the 'up and down' command, teaching you how to do it. "No teeth. If I feel one tooth, you're dead."
Scared, you begin moving; it felt so weird! Stretching your lips and throat in a way you didn't know was possible, it was so big, filling all of your mouth. You try to stop for a moment to breathe, but he forces your head back onto his cock. "Don't stop."
Tears in your eyes, you keep moving. After a while, he starts groaning a bit more, and then a strange liquid fills your throat; he forces your head in place, making you drink all of his cum. "Oh, fuck..." he moans.
The second he lets you go, you're coughing, breathing for air. "W-what was that?!" "My milk... You produce milk too, right? That's my milk, men's milk." He jokes, saying it in a tone as if you were stupid.
"C-can I go now?" You ask, voice shaky and shy. "What? Of course not." He kneels down in front of you and pushes you down to the ground again, aggressively taking off your panties and putting his cock in without warning. "Ah! No, wait—" "Shut up!" He smacks your face.
It hurts, it burns, but it's so good. You're so wet and tight, pretty pussy, so good it was just waiting to be ruined by a man like him. "I don't want to see your stupid tears..." He frowns, groans and moves you to lay on your stomach.
His moves are nothing close to gentle; they are aggressive and fast, your bell making noise every time his dick slammed back into your pussy, he smirks, "That bell is so cute.. I like it." Then, he moves even faster, wanting to hear more and more of the bell.
He's treating you like a sex toy. "You're so tight... So wet... You're turned on by this, aren't you? Dirty cow." "N-no—" "Yes, you are. You like this, don't you? You love a big, mean coyote like me, taking you by force." He teases you, his thrusts hard and hurting.
"I'm going to fill you up so good, little cow... I want you screaming my name." "I-I don't-I-" He scoffs, "You don't know my name? It's Graves. Graves is the man that is fucking' you." He pulls your tail, making you squeak and squeeze your walls against him.
He smirks, pulling your tail even more, making you cry more. Everything about this hurts, hurts so good... "Scream my name, stupid cow." "Graves! G-graves— ah!" "Good fuckin' girl, so cockdrunk, uh? Stupid cow, pathetic."
His moves start getting more and more out of rhythm, and that same warm liquid you felt on your mouth is now filling your pussy. He stimulates your little bundle of nerves, making you cum and squeeze around him once more without any effort. Without any ceremony, he pulls his cock out of your pussy and dresses himself up. Leaving you there on the ground, tired, cum dripping out of you...
Maybe you shouldn't have disobeyed Price.
Stupid cow.
do yall fuck w cop!philip graves x naive reader? Being wanting to write some dark smut fanfics lately
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Exhumación
19/Noviembre/2024