#greedy frog

[card-queen]

We are now ready for Megacon London! Feel free to swing by our table at C7, if you're going!

[jellyloveru]

love small indie games with interesting ideas but that haven't developed them much, be it Yet to be developed or Never. that's where it's at

[aethernalstars]

You ever just stunlock a whole chapter boss through the power of fancy?

[frog-songs]

little robin redbreast in his kingdom by the trees a basker in the branches and a busker of your seeds little robber baron this cheerful little lord brave the little round knight with a beak and not a sword

little robin redbreast his song to greet the day a lover of the sunshine a scholar of the gay little robin redbreast for whom the shadows flee, harbinger of springtime summoner of glee

little robin redbreast oh greedy little thing lucky oh and lackaday what will your knocking bring?

[viburni]

tag drop. misc.

( ╰ ☾ ❝ currently dissociating into the astral plane. › ooc., ( ╰ ☾ ❝ for rainy days. › saved., ( ╰ ☾ ❝ support the brand. › sp., ( ╰ ☾ ❝ look at all those chickens ! › promotional., ( ╰ ☾ ❝ maybe fallen stars are meant for other galaxies. › wishlist., ( ╰ ☾ ❝ half daughter / half apology. › starter., ( ╰ ☾ ❝ the gods love you but not enough to save you. › reply., ( ╰ ☾ ❝ but the frogs die in earnest. › answers., ( ╰ ☾ ❝ the promised child made from prophecies and ruin. › psyche., ( ╰ ☾ ❝ i couldn't draw my face if the gods asked me to. › visuals., ( ╰ ☾ ❝ a fost o dată ca-n povești - a fost ca niciodată... › meta., ( ╰ ☾ ❝ if i could do girlhood again i'd ask for something scarier. › body img., ( ╰ ☾ ❝ let us be greedy together. let us hoard. › desires., ( ╰ ☾ ❝ hurdling through time like a comet you and the stars. › wardrobe.,

[ghostedgwen]

in breakable heaven | s.black

note : I just never wanna sleep and wanna write until I drop because reality is kinda sucky right now, cheers to more links added to the t.s + marauders masterlist lol

warnings : slight angst with comfort, will they won't they, friends to lovers, sirius black is tamed - good job

You’ve been spending more time with Sirius and it’s starting to feel less like friendship - doesn’t help that he’s no longer running around snogging random people in halls. But you were too afraid to ask where you both stand.

└——————— - [ 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 : 𝚃𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚂𝚠𝚒𝚏𝚝 - 𝙲𝚛𝚞𝚎𝚕 𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛 ]. +

You weren’t quite sure when it shifted. When the easy sort of friendship you’d built with Sirius Black started to feel like something else entirely.

Though you had practically grown up with him within the castle walls all these years, he was never too close yet never strayed far.

But around your fourth-years, a friendship bloomed and now in your sixth-year, there's a shift.

Maybe it was the way he started showing up early to breakfast, sliding onto the bench beside you like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Maybe it was the way he stopped flirting with everything that breathed and had a pulse, stopped snogging seventh-year Ravenclaws behind the greenhouses and bragging about it afterward.

Maybe it was the way he started looking at you. Quietly. Carefully, like you were something worth studying and deciphering more than Ancient Runes.

It didn’t help that you were spending more time together. He’d pull you onto the couch in the common room without asking - he never needed to, legs slung across your lap like it meant nothing.

The action always passed off as just Sirius Black being his ever aloof self.

He’d pass you notes in class that said nothing important, just doodles of you or him, and nonsense - and inside jokes that made your chest ache with both want and hurt.

He never said anything about it. Neither did you, because what would you even say?

How could you even begin that conversation without tilting your relationship to one far side of the spectrum?

It wasn’t like you were together. It wasn’t like he was yours.

But it was starting to feel like maybe - just maybe - you could be his.

“You’ve gone soft,” James said one evening, flinging a Chocolate Frog wrapper at Sirius across the Gryffindor common room. Peter has already claimed the card in it, some wizard from the 20s he wanted to collect. “Haven’t seen you drag anyone into a broom cupboard in weeks. Should we be worried, Pads?”

Sirius didn’t even bother looking up from the game of Exploding Snap he was losing to you, though your ears perked at that - seems you weren't the only one to notice.

When the rake of Gryffindor takes a break, what does that mean?

“Maybe I’ve matured,” he said, flicking a card that burst into flame with a bored expression. You raise a brow at that, what a fucking lie.

James looked scandalized. “Matured? You?”

Remus glanced up from his book, it's some muggle non-fiction he has been severely interested in. Remus was always buried in a book, always absorbing worlds and knowledge like a greedy little sponge. “Stranger things have happened. Like Peter trying to brew a Polyjuice Potion last week - alone.”

Peter turned pink, looking down at his lap with a solemn look. “It almost worked!”

“You turned your ears into slugs,” Remus said without looking away from the page - casually flipping to the next one with a click of his tongue. Like a mother chastising a kid.

You snorted. Sirius glanced at you, and for a second, something passed between you that made your stomach curl - a knowing glance.

Though you're not sure what moment settled between you.

James noticed. Of course, he did. He was observant when it counted - and definitely on matters involving his best mate.

His eyes narrowed, zeroing on you two. Exchanging dramatic glances between Sirius and you. “Wait a minute - ”

“Don’t,” Sirius warned - already groaning at the dramatics James Potter will unleash.

James grinned like a boy with a secret. “It’s ____, isn’t it? You’ve been. . . attached.”

“I’ve always been attached to ____, since third-year,” Sirius said smoothly, regarding you with a casual look - the one he gives his friends, it made you swallow, “Just took you this long to notice.”

Your face went warm then, not sure from what - from embarrassment? Or from the wink he threw your way in secret?

James looked between you and Sirius, then back again. But for once, he said nothing more - giving in with a defeated sigh, way too loud and dramatic.

You didn’t know how to ask.

What are we? would sound childish. Are we something? too hopeful.

Do you like me? sounds awfully desperate.

Merlin, you were lost.

So you said nothing, and instead let yourself sink deeper without knowing where his heart was in all of this.

Let his laugh live under your skin, like a choir that travels all over you and never once leaves.

Let your eyes find him in every room, scanning the blurred faces and only his seemed to register - through everything, there was just him.

You started walking with him to class, even when it was out of your way - if he knew, he never pointed it out. You never did talk about which classes you were taking, your talks were always of other things far from academic or proactive.

He started showing up outside the library, leaning against the door frame with that lazy grin and asking if you were hungry - he refused to come in most time as he knew the Librarian had something against him - must be his previous shenanigans in there the past years.

He just waited for you to finish your homework and flashed that ever charming Black grin.

You never said no, not to him, you just take his offered arm in mock chivalry and allow your giggle to sing in his ears.

One night, you found yourselves alone in the Astronomy Tower - he said no one really checks there, the climb up was too bothersome that the Prefects just never bother -

Not even the Head Boy and Girl could be bothered. You were completely alone up there under the wide blanket of constellations.

You hadn’t planned it. Just happened, like the majority of your secret moments with him. You, chasing quiet - which was rare when you're surrounded by Marauders. Him, probably chasing stars.

You sat together on the stone ledge, the night sky endless above. You neglect to point out how you could see his constellation above, you've memorised it.

You could almost laugh at the symbolism.

He bumped your shoulder with his, an action that tugged a smile at your lips to mirror his. You look away, focus on the pattern that drew out Canis Major.

“Do you ever think about running away?” he asked all of a sudden, voice too soft to be casual.

You looked at him, really looked - but he kept his eyes on the stars.

You scan his features, those handsome pieces that stitched together one Sirius Black that had every girl swooning at Hogwarts - you were no exception. At the way the moonlight touched his cheekbones. At the quiet flicker of something like pain behind his smile -

His home life was not a secret, he's been living with James for almost a year - if we count his time at Hogwarts under the Potters' ward. You wonder how many people really saw the broken boy underneath the charming Gryffindor.

You wonder if anyone else would see how there were dark spots in his stormy grey eyes, if anyone noticed how he had a single freckle (or a very faded mole) right below his right eye.

“All the time,” you said, answering honestly. Though, somehow - those fantasies turned to something else, you wanted to run away with him.

He nodded. “Thought you might - you and I, we're a bit alike, aren't we?”

And then, just like that, he reached for your hand.

Not in a way that meant anything, could've just been a friendly gesture given the conversation that you were having - except you knew better.

Except it did.

You didn’t speak again. Just sat there, hands tangled, the silence full of everything you didn’t know how to say.

It went on like that for what felt like forever.

Glances held too long. Jokes that felt like confessions that rolled off his tongue quite easily. Moments where the air between you felt charged enough to spark.

Still, you didn’t ask.

Still, he didn’t say.

Until one night, you caught him staring again with a faraway look in his eyes.

The firelight made his eyes look gold - having grey eyes made it like a blank canvas that reflected any light. He looked so serious you thought maybe he was sick.

“Sirius?” you asked, once the silence grew too long with him just staring.

He blinked. Sat up straighter, then remained silent.

You hesitated. Then, “What are we doing?”

He was quiet for a long time. So long you regretted asking - wishing you could wash those words off your tongue with soap.

And then, finally:

“I was hoping you’d tell me.”

You laughed, but it wasn’t funny - it was almost funny, so you still manage to let out a laugh. You fail to notice how he perks up at the sound of your voice.

“It’s starting to feel like something,” you whispered, hoping he'd understand and he did not fail -

“It is something.”

You looked at him. He looked back, something unreadable is settling between you two again.

You decide to take a page off his book, to show off that bold Gyffindor pride.

“Then why haven’t you kissed me?” you smirk, tilting your head slightly to the side.

His voice was hoarse. “Because I didn’t know if you wanted me to.”

And then he did, before you could roll your eyes at his answer. He drew close and got rid of the gap between you two, answering all the brewing questions with a single kiss.

And it wasn’t fireworks. It wasn’t blinding light or sudden clarity.

It was soft. Careful - unlike the heated make out sessions he would have with random girls who'd agree to a quick snog.

Like he was learning the shape of you with his mouth.

Like he didn’t want to get it wrong - like he wanted this as much as you did, and you felt all his sincerity in the kiss - even in the way his hands hovered over you but never touched.

He was too careful with you, like he knew you had doubts he had to wash away.

When you pulled away, his forehead rested against yours - a boyish grin on his face.

“Do you want the real thing?” you asked, because you had to - singing in riddles.

His answer was immediate.

“Only if it’s with you.”

The next day, nothing changed. You two still stole glances across classrooms, brushed hands during meals and he still loungued in the common room with you -

Limbs tangled and laughter bouncing off walls.

Except the air around you two has shifted - it was lighter, there was a bounce in your step.

He still sat beside you at breakfast, but pressed a kiss to your forehead every 10 minutes.

He still passed you notes in class, but with a wink and kisses drawn on torn-off parchment.

Now, his hand found yours under the table during classes - his thumb tracing circles on the back of your hand.

Now, when people asked what was going on, he didn’t flinch - he proudly boasted about his lovely girlfriend - the girl who's managed to tame the rake.

He just smiled, kissed your cheek and talked their ears off about your great qualities.

James Potter is surely over it.

And you stopped being afraid.

Because whatever it was - it was yours. He was yours.

end. masterlist

[arminsumi]

i need more needy megumi who js wants kisses :( i just read the halloween costume fic and i need moreee

pretty boy megumi just needs you to kiss him more

💗めぐみ

note : needy cutie pie gumi hot off the press 😘 i think if anyone would be needy and obsessed with kissing, it's mr pretty boy over here

content : fluff, kissing, bf megumi, fem reader

playme : kiss me more (of course lol)

"kiss me more..."

it's not a command, but a shy plea. he tugs at the hem of your shirt. he only looks this soft for you.

megumi has spells where he's insatiable and wants to kiss you over and over and over and— overrrrrr. until his lips plump up and tingle, until he's almost gasping and out of breath. until he's dazed. he's just... so in love with you. have mercy. he's never enjoyed kissing anyone before you.

your phone floods with messages from your best friend. megumi groans when you break from the make out session, he was putting his whole back into it, pouring his whole heart into it.

📨 nobara : where r u ??

📨 you : gumi's

📨 nobara : not emo boy again. didn't u two have an argument

📨 you : uh yeah... about which pizza is best lol.

📨 nobara : shopping. now.

📨 you : isn't yuji ur dedicated carry horse...

📨 nobara : yes but he's busy and also i miss uuuu 😘

megumi groans, "is it nobara?"

"yes, it's nobara. i'm gonna meet up with her."

he frowns. "but..." he pays glance to your lips. he doesn't wanna seem needy, or anything. gosh no, that would be humiliating. but the way your lips look so inviting, like a door opening to his home, he can't help it and —

"kiss me a bit more before you go..." he asks quietly. but truthfully, he wants more than that. he wants you to ruffle his hair. cup his cheeks. make him dizzy. drain his lungs. with a thousand kisses that turn into two thousand. he's a bit greedy.

you kiss him lightly, "you're so sweet... gumi."

"shut up... and kiss me harder. what are these baby kisses?"

you giggle, "so mean!"

he pulls you in, and kisses you. and the poor boy, he follows you to the door on your way out with kisses, too; he just doesn't want to let you go.

"okay, one more kiss."

"yes, just one more."

"seriously, only one more, gumi."

"yes yes, just one more..." he's itching to kiss you, you can feel his whole body buzz with desire.

he kisses you so hard he pins you to the door and it clasps shut with a click. you feel his weight press into your body, pinning you tighter.

and he cups your cheeks, thumbs back and forth on the crown of them. no kiss engulfs you quite like megumi's. he kisses you so deeply you feel it in your soul.

"megumi... this is more than one kiss."

he whines and curls his lips into a frowny grimace. "can't you just spare me... fifteen more minutes...?" he breathes heavily.

you laugh, "fifteen? nobara's been waiting for thirty minutes at the station..."

"yeah... sorry... but..." he licks his lips, then brushes them against yours. he gives you that deep look that shows off the dark beauty in his eyes. "...i just really need your lips today."

"feeling a bit crazed huh?" he feels your smirk against his lips and it makes his heart leap around in his chest like a frog.

"...yeah...a bit..." and he melts into another buttery kiss, feeling his stomach fill with butterflies.

© arminsumi

Do not plagiarize / repost / translate / copy layouts / etc.

Do not steal what I've worked hard to create.

[luceafarul-de-dimineata]

How would the demon kings react to MC clearly favoring one of their respective subordinates over them?

Kings reacting to MC prefering a noble over them

Satan

He considers all his nobles close friends, they have been through so much they're basicly family.

When he first found out he thought it was a joke, but it didn't take long for him to realise that, no, in fact you are more interested in his nobles than him.

He would be angry at first, but he will never direct that anger towards MC.

He'll tease his nobles more often, but not to the point it becomes mean spirited.

As long as you pay attention to him as well, he'll be alright.

After all, seeing you happy is fullfiling enough for him.

Mammon

Good

He'll be the happiest out of them all

If his master wishes to hang out with his nobles, he's more than happy to oblige.

Sometimes likes watching from a distance, like a proud father

You can ignore him all you want, just having you in the same room as him is enough to satisfy him.

Makes sure to always bring at least one of his nobles with him whenever you two meet up

He's glad that you're so greedy for attention. One man couldn't satiate you, of course, after all you're his master. You should have the whole kingdom!

Leviathan

That's such a funny joke, if you weren't hanging, you might have laughted.

I mean, they're his nobles, so you didn't make the mathematicly worst choice out there

But he's still hanging you for doing that.

How dare you?

I mean, he tries to kill you, insults you every change he gets and doesn't let you look in anyone's direction but his, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't love him the most

You better transform into a frog and learn how to breath with your ass because you're going to be hanging more often

He'll never get over it, so you better convince your favorite noble to move to Paradise Lost.

Beelzebub

That's fiiiiine... usually... sometimes

Since he can't be around you 24/7, he understands that your desires will get the better of you. He sleeps with others besides you as well, he's not going to get jealous over that

He also understand that since you spend more time with his nobles you're bound to like them

But if you refuse to hang out with him just to stay with them, he's going to be a little disappointed.

I think he's in the same catagory as Satan when it comes to this.

As long as you don't spend time only with his nobles and ignore him, he'll be fine

Just don't let their smells get over you too much

Lucifer

He's not surprised

Don't get him wrong, Lucifer has enough respect and love for you to let you into Paradise Lost in the first place

But he doesn't exactly see you as an equal

You're young and mortal, so of course you'll like spending time with people more your level

All he asks of you is to have tea every once in a while, but he won't keep you for long

Your time is limited, you should get to spend it with the people that make you happy

Asmodeus

It's alrigt, he can share... to some degree

I mean, orgies are fun

Threesomes are fun

The more the merrier

But if he actually finds out you prefere one of his subordonates more than him he might pop a blood vessel

He won't state it outright, but you'll notice him flirting even more

Maybe not even in the sexual department, he'll be more romantic if you want

He might get desprate at some point before realising that you're his marked mate

Have fun never getting horny except for when you're with him

[canine-witch]

What Mystery Will Be Revealed To You?

As a collective, we may have all had some strange things happen, last year and this year. I recieved word that many are feeling like something is hidden from them, waiting to be revealed. I hope to bring clarity to you all today. Drink some water, pick a pile, and feel free to reject what does not resonate.

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Group One, The Woman

Someone has been very greedy to you, seeker. You may have suffered a loss in a friend group or a social opportunity, that you blame yourself for. The catalyst may have been a large fight, and cheese or spiders may be relevant. In reality, I see a large dragon, resting upon towering piles of pearls. Someone is hoarding either you, or a great opportunity. They have been jealous and attention seeking, and dislike you having the group's attention. I also see a large feast, which rats have started eating. But, the rats are already full, and they cannot eat enough of the feast, to have it matter. You need to turn back to creativity, spend some time alone, and ask your guides for support. Feel free to walk away, you are promised more than you ever asked for, and maybe even a public apology! Blessed be to you!

Group Two, The Cat

You have faced a major setback, and have felt stuck in many areas of your life. Symbols of the moon and skulls may be present. You think that this is the power of a hex, curse, or evil eye, but in reality you have hidden personal power, that you have accidentally turned against yourself. I see a horse, running in circles under the night sky. The horse is powerful and moving quickly, but with no true direction. You need to use your energy now. You have been planning something, the time is now to bring it to fruition. You have only been hindering yourself. Get up, and believe in yourself. Many blessings to you, you will go far in life.

Group Three, The Deer

You have been confused about why you are so tired, but cannot sleep at night. You feel restless and anxious, and you are here seeking the answers why. You haven't been expressing your emotions properly. I am feeling my throat becoming tight, you need to speak your truth. I see a large swamp with many frogs, but one frog refuses to sing with the rest. You may be feeling isolated, making you scared to express yourself. The color green and the images of the planet Saturn or it's energy may be present. Tobacco smells or cigarettes may also be relevant. While your people may not be accepting, your guides and the universe is. You don't have to tell anyone if you feel unsafe or uncomfortable, but in private live your truth. Things will get easier, you will leave the past and this toxic group behind. Express yourself fully, and your exhaustion will dissipate. Blessed be, saying prayers for you. Be safe.

Group Four, The Crows

You have experienced much pain, and you have escaped that situation. But, you find yourself beginning to return to that dark place and it scares you. You are either not hearing, or refusing to listen, to kindness. I see a vision of a fox caught in a trap. There are friendly humans around trying to help, but the fox is biting and snarling at them ferociously, because a human put them in that trap. The only way to escape, is to accept help and kindness. Roses with thorns, racing rivers, and foggy woods may be relevant symbols. You may have heard or seen owls everywhere. It is a symbol of your intelligence and wisdom. You are smarter, wiser, and stronger now. You are ferocious, and able to find double crossers easily. There is nothing to fear, you know if something or someone is good. Smile, accept help, and let go of your pride. Be happy blessed one, your pain is over.

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Thank you for engaging and hearing me seeker. I pray for your success in all things, and that you remain on a beautiful path.

As Above So Below, As I Say, So Mote It Be. Go in Peace.

[thestalkerbunny]

So I will be taking no comments and no critiques but

I watched the latest episode of Helluva and I noticed something fasinating.

So Fizz's nickname is 'Froggie' which honestly correlates with the fact that biblically the animal associated with greed is a Frog; because of it's ability to live on both land and water making it flexible (and greedy in the eyes of others rather than settling for just one environment.)

Meanwhile we look at Mammon in his final stage 3rd Form Boss mode

He is a Spider. (which tbh I thought he was a grub at first, cause a money grubber. get it?) Which makes sense given how Spiders work.

They cast out a large web to catch as much as they can with as little effort as possible. (much like a sleezy manager) They are viewed as manipulators, making things work for them.

But what I think is fun is that-

Frogs and Spiders have a real-world symbiosis.

Tarantulas will keep small frogs as PETS to protect their nest and eggs from other invading bugs.

Which I feel like reflects on Mammon and Fizz's relationship not as a father figure/manager and son/talent-but as an owner and their pet.

[fairlyang]

Santa tell me ⚔️

w/c: 1.3K

pairing: wade wilson x f!reader

tags: 18+ smut. wade in a santa suit, barely roleplay, wade is a freaky frog, dry humping , grinding against him, yapping your ear off, dirty talk, praise

taglist: @reader-1290

smutmas masterlist | main masterlist

wade was never one to reject roleplaying in bed, it was one of his favorite things to do. so of fucking course, once the holidays rolled in he knew he had to put on the big fat man's red suit. 

there he was in all his glory with a santa suit and his deadpool suit just because he felt like it made sense to have both on. 

you were sat on his lap, in a tight red dress matching his santa suit because he couldn't be the only one dressed up. "so what do you want for christmas, gorgeous, beautiful girl i have never seen before?" 

you bit your lip, looking at him and trying not to laugh, "honestly a handful of things santa.."

"wow now we're getting greedy on good ole saint nick huh? alright, c'mon lay 'em on me, princess." he responds, his gloved hand snaking your waist and slowly going down to your ass.

"a new car would be nice… just so i don't have to hear my odyssey die on me every other day." you say while giving him a somewhat serious look only for him to break and scoff, "well who warned you about that piece of shit dumb excuse of a vehicle..."

"santa, i'm not sure i know what you're on about…" you joke, making him clear his throat. 

“what i meant to say was… what else?” he says through gritted teeth. 

“maybe one of those stuffed animals you can microwave, just for fun…” you respond with a smile making him chuckle. 

“kind of sadistic but okay.. santa doesn’t judge.” he mumbles and you cover your mouth to stifle a laugh back. 

“oh and one more thing…. i’d like for my boyfriend to stay home more often. it’s getting tiring to only be able to see him once a week at best and when he does come home, he’s always carrying a limb and staining our floors.” you say then slowly start going on a rant.

you took a deep breath for dramatic effect, then finally speak up after a few seconds, “so, santa tell me, can you give me these things?” 

he was quiet, too quiet for your liking until he nodded and took off the fake beard, throwing it behind him. you reached over for his own mask wanting him to take that one off as well. he grabbed his santa hat, handing it to you then taking his mask off. you put the santa hat back on his head and you get off his lap, only to climb back on, straddling him, "can definitely do a few of those for you princess."

"yeah? about fucking time baby." you murmur and bring your hands to his shoulders to help you. 

you make sure you're directly on his hard on, only barely swaying your hips back and forth, watching him let out a sigh as you feel his hands on your hips. "fuck.. just like that cupcake." 

you press yourself harder against him, now grinding on him properly as he lays back into the couch, “promise i’ll try to be here more, just tryna get all the money you deserve to live lavishly, sweet pea.” he coos making you shiver and bite your lip. 

his hands gripped your hips, guiding you while you brought one hand down to lift your dress over your ass. his hands immediately dropped down to grope you, not paying any attention to the santa themed thong you were wearing, “you should always be on santa’s lap with that ass, oh my fucking god.” 

you shake your head and laugh making him grin up at you, “think you can do that for me?” 

you nod and he lifts a hand up to smack your ass, “good girl, now don’t stop baby.” 

his pants were soft and since you were already soaking through your panties it was easier to grind against him. unfortunately for him, he had two layers of pants so he wouldn't be able to feel it like he usually does. but he was too busy moaning to notice and yet again, yapping his heart out while you moved faster, "fuck this is even better than that one time i was groping you in the victoria's secret changing room, god those fucking bras will always do it for me. no fucking wonder you love those and goddd the thongs- this one's real festive baby, glad i'm not the only one playing along."  

"baby that was two days ago.." you mutter and he shrugs, "still. i loved that day and you know how much i love playing with you in public." 

"oh i know." you chuckle and lean closer to his face, your movements not at all stopping.

"remember when we fucked on the balcony of the hotel we stayed at?" he asked and you hummed, "which one?"

he groans and you feel him twitch beneath you making you clench, prompting you both to moan, "fuck!"

"w-which one baby?" you ask and he gulps, all of a sudden losing his train of thought as his hands went back to your hips. 

the small fabric of the thong was drenched and it was getting harder to grind just because it was so slippery. you stopped for a singular second, quickly bringing a hand down to move it to the side then place yourself right on his leaking cock. you went back to the same pace and his moans filled your ears, "i didn't hear you respond, cupcake." you murmur inches away from his lips and he just twitches yet again. 

"mexico, definitely mexico. or paris." he quickly responds and you nod, "both were good, great views." 

"especially from my end." he mutters, making you whine. 

"yeah you remember me fucking you from behind princess? making sure we looked at the view to get our money's worth." he coos and you nod, feeling the sensation of your orgasm building up. 

"like thinking back to it baby? lord knows i do when I'm out working and jerking my cock at night thinking of you. im fucking always thinking of you." he rambles, hands roaming up and down your back while you lean you head against his.

"fuck baby- you really know what gets my gears going huh?" you joke and he eagerly nods. 

you felt his cock twitching and his breathing was becoming heavier meanwhile your legs were almost giving up on you but you had to fight the pain in your thighs. you kiss his nose then move to the right until you got to his ear, "think we need to do that again soon." you whisper and he groans.

“oh my god stop- you’re gonna make me come and this is a rental!!” he whines, making you smirk.

"you sure? i'm so close and you are too….." you tease, pulling back and slowing down just for the sake of seeing his reaction.

“fucking shit baby- never mind. keep going cowgirl, don't fucking stop.” he moaned and you did. 

you reached up and stole his santa hat before putting it on and then finally leaning in to kiss him. he kissed back immediately, greedy and sliding his tongue inside your mouth while you both quickly came at the same time, holding each other for comfort. you stopped and felt your legs shaking crazier than usual, while you were whining and whimpering into his mouth because the pleasure was just too good. 

he held you tightly, his hands running up and down your back to help soothe you while you buried your face to his chest and hands rubbing his chest and shoulders. you were both trying to catch your breath when his hand stayed on your head, gently stroking it then began to whisper, "promise i'll be here more often."

"with all your limbs intact?" you whispered back making him chuckle and nod, "yeah we'll have to see about that one sweet pea…" 

[eloise-t-g]

i think for me, the watcher situation comes down to this:

it's absolutely respectable that the watcher team wants to grow and produce better quality content. it's respectable that they don't want to stagnate and end up pushing the same content out over and over again. that's not satisfying for them creatively, i get that.

however, if higher quality, more heavily produced content is not what your fans are asking for, then you can't ask them to fund it.

this all-or-nothing method they've gone for is frankly bizarre. it feels like they leap-frogged all other alternatives to improving their finances and ended up here, alienating and frustrating the majority of their fanbase (the fanbase they thanked for getting them to where they are).

i think this could have gone a lot better if they:

Hadn't hyped up this video for a week.

Hadn't announced the worth it successor just beforehand.

Hadn't put out a wishy-washy, "boo hoo we're so sad about this", over-produced video.

Hadn't made it $6/month (more in a lot of countries given exchange rates).

Had considered that this means fans in specific countries literally cannot pay for the subscription due to geo/region-locking.

my ideas for improving their funds, aka things they could have tried before blowing their brand up: create their own website with two options - a free version with ads and a paid version without ads, OR make better use of their patreon/make their website extra content, not all their content, for example:

Put the ghost file debriefs on there.

Put shows like survival mode on there (or even shift that show from pre-recorded video to live-stream - live stream access to patrons and VOD access to everyone, maybe).

Put episode commentaries there.

Do reaction videos to their old buzzfeed content, talk about memories and BTS, and put that there.

Put one/two episodes of each show, per season on there (and ONLY there).

Put the episodes up there a few days early.

Make specific, website only content (that's not your main and most popular series aka ghost files and puppet history).

Record the live, in-person shows and put those VODs up there.

EDIT (thought of something else lmao): put extended or even uncut versions of ghost files on there. Paranormal Detour on Detune's twitch channel has shown that people will willingly sit through 6+ hours of a ghost investigation.

EDIT: idk, do livestreams once a week where you watch scary movies with fans on discord or twitch.

(side note: the fact that they're not taking down their patreon and instead shifting all of their podcast content on there, something the patreons who have been loyally giving them money for years didn't ask for, is ridiculous and greedy. add to this the fact that they don't even get a free sub to the new website, instead get 40% off - a measly 10% more than anyone else who subs before the official launch).

the thing for me is that they're claiming they want to make "television" and "television-grade content". that's completely fine. what's not completely fine is acting like your four episodes a month is equal to netflix's entire catalogue.

this really felt like it should have been something they told us they were progressing towards, not something they revealed to be on the imminent horizon. idk, it just feels out of nowhere. no, they don't owe us all of the info about their company. but something had to be better than this.

final thought - it's okay and valid to be upset at the team for this. for a lot of people, it's a complete betrayal (especially the comment that $6 a month is something "anyone and everyone can afford", i mean yikes). i do think some people's anger got the best of them, and some of the comments i've seen across youtube, twitter, and tumblr are plain bullying, racism, and harassment. until we have the whole story, we can't decide that one founder (aka steven in a lot of people's minds) is solely responsible. i know a lot of these awful things are only coming from a small minority of the fandom, but they still get seen.

at the end of the day, all three of them got up in front of a camera and made this video, together. that can only lead us to the conclusion that they made this decision together. acting like these men in their 30s couldn't stand up against it if they truly wanted to, is so strange and parasocial lmao.

tl;dr there were much better ways of going about this announcement, if it even needed to be made at all. however, that doesn't excuse the hateful shit being spewed at the team. for now, all we know is the three founders decided they were done with youtube, and done with their loyal youtube audience.

(i have so many more thoughts on this but i need to stop lmao. however i do wonder how different things could have been if 1. they had hired someone with actual business experience as their CEO from the jump, and 2. this video was more of a "hey we're broke! this is a last-ditch effort to save our company!". guess those questions will remain ... well ... you know ...).

[sexydoffyman]

may i have a yandere somnophilia law + ace (same prompt- different fics) please 🤲 thank u 🫶🫶🫶

SOMNOPHILIA

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Sanji and Katakuri version here

SENSITIVE THEMES

genre: smut

characters: Trafalgar D. Water Law, Portgas D. Ace

A/N: Dang sorry for not posting for a couple of days.🪰

TRAFALGAR D. WATER LAW

A lot of people see him as a constantly annoyed person. I like to think he is more of a creep.

Yk, that kid that stabbed a frog in kindergarten kind of dude.

He enjoys getting attention by being creepy.

However, in this situation, he will try to be as sneaky as possible.

He will be just staring at you when you sleep.

It will soon turn into him jerking off.

He has a room around him just in case you wake up.

His weird hobby will progress into touching your bare skin while you sleep.

Running his hands up and down your inner thighs.

He has withstood his urges a lot of times, but his curiosity got the best of him.

He silently takes off your pants and underwear.

He slips himself inside of you going real slow not wanting to wake you up.

His whispers of "fuck" fill the room as he feels your warmth.

He will cum on your body, but don't worry, he makes sure to clean it up, real good.

Kisses you before he leaves.

When you two interact normally, he can't keep his eyes off you.

PORTGAS D. ACE

Ace is not as creepy as he is curious and desperate.

He silently watches you sleep, adoring the way you move around.

He will start more romantically.

Kissing you softly. Caressing your cheeks. Looking at you like a teenage boy who fell in love.

His intentions are pure and innocent.

It was only one day that he got hard watching you sleep.

He was just like. "Fuck it." and jerked off to your sleeping form.

Post-nut clarity hit him hard.

He was thinking of why did he do that.

Those thoughts were shut off the next night when that urge caught him off guard again.

As time passed, he became addicted to it.

He wanted more. He was greedy.

He started touching you with his dick to get some kind of sexual tension.

In no time, the day comes when he gets too carried away.

He puts his dick inside of you and completely melts.

All the pleasure and pressure he is feeling right now is indescribable.

He whimpers but tries to keep it as quiet as possible.

He pulls out just in time and finishes into his hand.

He stumbles out of your room.

[thefingerfuckingfemalefury]

"KERMIT THE FROG MUST SEIZE THE MEANS OF PRODUCTION FROM GREEDY CAPITALISTS LIKE THIS SCROOGE HUMAN

MUPPETS OF THE WORLD UNITE"

[ivi-ivisek]

FNAF DCA The tree and the frog AU

Sun and Moon are one of the oldest maybe even the oldest spirits of nature, meaning that they are also the most powerful among their kind. Sun and Moon were not brothers but very good friends who share forest and shore, bonded for as long as they've existed, helping one another to take care and protect their lands and everything that lives in there. They remember times when humans foraged and hunted in their domains with spears and arrows

But time's changed. humans slowly deviated from old wasy and start loosing the conection with nature. But that was fine maybe there was a rulebreaker or two but it was fine. They dealt with rulebreakers accordingly and they were more than happy to guide those who wnated to follow the old ways.

Sun and Moon raised many generations, taught them all necessities to survive and be one with nature. They used to be highly respected by humans. But it was getting worse and worse. Humans become greedy, selfish, arrogant, thinking that they can do and take whatever they want.

Moon become more aggresive and less generous and forgiving. For him all humans were the same - corrupted, too much to be helped. He thought that it would be better if all humans were gone. So what if he just wipe them off... Sun and Moon argued a lot about this. Sun agreed that rulebreakers have to be punished but what Moon was doing wasn't about punishing anymore, it was just hatred towards humans. One day they had very serious quarrel over what Moon did so they stopped talking to each other.

The old-time friendship is now broken, will it ever heal? Maybe with a little help things may get better. Only time will tell....

Hejkal/Leshy Sun

The guardian and ruler of the forest

Commands all flora and fauna of his forest

Shapeshifter - can change into any local forest flora or fauna and change his size to be either as small as a blade of grass or as tall as a tree

Vodník/Vodyanoy Moon

The guardian and ruler of the waters

Commands all flora and fauna of his waters

Shapeshifter - Can change into any local aquatic or semiaquatic creature

[mask131]

Many people have talked about the Japanese influence of the Little Nightmares game - more precisely how the games offered themselves as a nightmarish and twisted Ghibli movie, what Miyazaki would have created for a Silent Hill game.

But I don't see many people talk about the French style and influence of the games...

Yes, I said French. It might surprise you, but one of the main sources for the aesthetic and tone of the games is a set of French works. The creators of Little Nightmares have been pretty clear in interviews that the movies of Jean-Pierre Jeunet were a big design and concept influence for the game. Now, Jean-Pierre Jeunet is most famous for his slightly absurd romance-comedy Amélie Poulain... But it was his two other most famous movies that inspired the Little Nightmares world.

On one side: Delicatessen

In a post-apocalyptic world, a building stands alone in the middle of the ruins of a city... A block of flats, each one hosting weird and excentric people: a tenant lives in water-filled rooms infested with snails and frogs, another keeps trying to kill herself with incredibly complex and extravagant suicide plans, others are dedicated creators of moo boxes... But all of them live under the domination and tyrany of the butcher whose shop is located at the base of the building: he is the one who provides the meat for all those who live above him, and thus has full authority over them, and nobody asks where it comes from...

One day, a new janitor arrives. A naive former circus clown, a gentle but farcical man who soon falls in love with the shy and secluded musician-daughter of the butcher. Unfortunately, it proves to be an actual fairytale as the janitor didn't just fell in love with a princess high up in her tower... but with the daughter of the ogre, for all the janitors before our protagonist mysteriously disappeared right with every new "meat supplies" delivery... The sweet and touching budding romance of these two youths in a no man's land soon turns into horror as the shadow of the butcher's cleaver falls upon them, and as the madness of the buildings' tenants keep increasing to absurd levels.

And what seems to be the couple's only hope? A secret network of sewer-dwelling, vegetarian terrorists that the butcher's daughter contacts in secret...

On the other side: La cité des enfants perdus

While Delicatessen was a dark comedy (or an humoristic horror, depending on which side you take it), The City of Lost Children is much harder to categorize as Jeunet (and Marc Caro, who also co-created Delicatessen) fully delve into the urban nightmare, the obscure poetry, the dark fairytale, the disturbing children story.

La Cité des Enfants perdus is the story of a mad scientist who lives in a derelict oil platform at sea, surrounded by various "failed" experiments (idiotic clones, a dwarf-wife, a brain in a jar). Unable to dream, he decides to capture the children of the nearest portuary town, in order to steal their dreams for himself - and he performs these crimes with the help of a strange cult of one eyed men referred to as the "cyclops".

One day, the scientist kidnaps the little brother of a simple-minded former circus strongman called "One". Determined to find him back, One teams up with miette (Crumb), a clever and cynical street-urchin girl ; however, their quest to find the secret of the Cyclops is made even more complicated by the presence of the Pieuvre (Octopus), cruel and greedy conjoined twins who are the boss of the children-thief network Miette belonged to, and hatch nefarious plans in light of the recent events...

In a way you could say that Jean-Pierre Jeunet is a sort of French Terry Gilliam. He has a very unique and distinctive style when it comes to his movies, something halway between a realistic Guillermo del Toro and a dirty Wes Anderson. His movies are still to this day a weir, but cult, part of French cinema.

And... Little Nightmares borrowed heavily from them. The large One and the little girl Crumb teaming up to save a child from a sea-dwelling villain becomes Six fighting for her life in the sea-faring Maw against the Lady. The butchering cannibalism of Delicatessen can be found back ; the water-infested flat of the elderly frog-raiser can evoke the Granny's quarters, while the strange suicide plans of the depressed tenant evoke the various "puzzles" of the game. The school run by the Octopus (stern school-teachers by day, vicious crime-lords at night) brings back to mind the school of Little Nightmares 2, and so forth and so on. Plus, of course, the strange technology: these two movies thrive on weird contraptions and strange buildings and never-ending pipes and other bizarre soul-sucking machinery, all elements that were very determinant in the visuals of the Little Nightmares universe.

If you ever wondered what a Little Nightmares movie would feel like... These movies could be of some help. Do yourself a marathon of Ghibli movies and Terry Gilliam ones intercut with Jeunet's pieces, and you could recreate yourself a strange Little Nightmares-flavored experience.