Warnings: Aged -up (27+) characters, heavy dubcon (reader consents to save her life)/noncon(will tag noncon to be safe), corruption, coercion, manipulation, murder, graphic descriptions of body mutilation, blood, character death, implied animal death, angst, implied kidnapping, Hard Dom!Baji, Soft Dom!Chifuyu vaginal penetration, oral (M&F receiving), rimming, anal, double penetration, choking, throat bulge, spitting, cum eating, forced orgasms, clit pinching creampie, mentioning of breeding, very brief mentioning of necrophila (Baji uses it to scare reader), pet names (princess, kitten, bunny, angel, etc) Please let me know if I missed anything! This fic is very dark!
A/N: Minors, anti-aging up, Baji Purists, and agelss/blank blogs DNI
Comments: This monster of a fic is my super late entry for @cyancherub’swheel of misfortune collab. I spun Masked Killer with hand kink, knifeplay, and rimming and my brain went nyoom with it.
She sat on the couch, flipping through the channels, trying to find something to watch. It was a late Saturday night and she should be out partying with her friends, but there was now a curfew issued cause of the murders that had been happening lately. The masked killer had already targeted and killed people, and issued a city wide mandate that everything be closed down by dark. That shut down everything. And she was pissed about it.
So what if some crazy murder was out on the loose? That did not give the city the right to shut everything down.
The news caught her attention: another segment about the killer. Apparently, he had broken into the home of a woman and stabbed her 19 times before slitting her throat from ear to ear, nearly decapitating her. She saw from the crime photos that written in the woman’s blood on a nearby wall was “ARE YOU SCARED OF A LITTLE BLOOD?“
She scoffed and flipped the channel. “What a lame line. It’s like this killer is copying the movie “Scream” or something.”
Turning off the TV, she decided that she would take a shower to get her mind off the fact that her party was canceled because people were scared of a man with a knife.
“This is so fucking dumb.” She gathered her clothing and went to the bathroom, not noticing the small pool of blood coming from under her roommate’s door.
“Yo, Taking control of the bathroom.” she called out.
Inside her roommate’s room, a man rose from the mutilated body he was standing over, his knife still dripping with red. His long black hair was tied back into a ponytail and a black hockey mask hid his features, except for his bright hazel eyes. He looked down at the bloody body before stepping over it, wiping his knife on his pants legs to clean it of the mess he made. “The bathroom? Haven’t done it in there in a while.” Under his mask, his lips spread into a wide feral grin. He was going to have so much fun with this one.
; NSFW, daddy kink, light bondage, asphyxiation, oral: both recieving, face fucking, unprotected sex, dacryphilia, overstimulation, creampie, degradation, dumbification, a single slap, knife play, mentions and descriptions of blood, breeding kink, one mention of pregnancy. Reader has a regeneration quirk.
; He’s everything you want but not what you need. He’s hungry and forceful, everything about him is powerful and stronger than you. So, you submit. You give him everything and get nothing in return, and yet, you love him. Why? He’s possessive and toxic, not that you aren’t any better but you’re not the one fucking everything with a hole and two legs.
'; Lmao okay so, this is a repost but a better version. This was actually my first ever “smut” here and I thought it was oh so dark because of the blood and slapping blah blah but it’s more than that. Anyways, I finally took the initiative and finished what I couldn’t months ago and rushed in posting. I kinda just randomgly tagged people I thought would like this so if you don’t wanna be tagged in my stuff or wanna be removed from this, please let me know. It won’t hurt my feelings all that bad I promise, some people just don’t like certain things. Please like,comment, and reblog!
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He wouldn’t stop until you were a trembling, crying mess beneath him, lapping at your tears and commenting about how weak you were for him. He always did this, working you over with his fingers until you were on the line of desperation, begging and sobbing for daddy’s dick, how you need him so fucking badly it hurts. He especially loves it when he’s between your thighs and his pierced tongue is drawing circles over your bundle of nerves, pulling every broken moan from your lips as his fingers thrust in and out of your aching cunt. You’ve already come once, but he would never be done with you. There were times you were sure he was bored of you, finished with your little games and ready to toss you aside, only for him to surprise you with his dick in your mouth and a hand in your hair. Your heart sang symphonies whenever he would praise you but once the act was finished they were nothing but empty words.
