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I miss Bobby 😭

9-1-1 s02e17 - Careful What You Wish For

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Dudes. Bros. Ladies. Sisters.

I just had the weirdest dream.

So, it flat-out started with shadow the hedgehog eating me out, touching me in all the places(gently, for some reason), and then the bit cut off with him making me orgasm and kiss me on the cheek after. The second bit started with me being interrogated by the feds on a killed girls case, and i was one of the suspects.

After a bit of talking, they realized I was innocent, but they didn't have much evidence so they sent me to jail. And guess what? Shadow was in that jail too, and that's when the second bit ended. The third bit started with him eating me out again, but on the jail floor, and this time, he wasn't gentle, and he was doing it like a man starved.

The third bit ended with me passing the fuck out from how long it went on, and after that, the last bit started.

It started with the jail going into a blackout, every inmate was roaming free, and I was hiding under a line of desks with some other girl, we were laughing and whispering amongst ourselves until Shadow busted down the door and turned directly to the desk I was hiding under "I will always remember that natural blond hair everywhere." He said as he crouched down and pulled me from under the desk by my hand. It quickly cut off with us trying to escape.

I succeeded in escaping but Shadow didn't, and they caught him before he could get close to me. It again cut off to the part where I was already home and all was well until I was sent a mysterious message.

:)

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Yae Miko in the Sheets: Playful, Sadistic, and Unapologetically Cruel

Yae Miko plays with her food.

That’s the first thing you need to understand.

She’s a tease, a tormentor, and a woman who delights in watching you squirm beneath her thumb—not because she has to, but because it amuses her.

You don’t get love from her. You get games. You get tests. You get ruined while she smiles down at you like it’s all just a passing whim.

But make no mistake—if she’s chosen you, you’re already hers. Body, heart, and soul.

1. A Fox in Every Sense of the Word

Everything she does is laced with mischief and control.

Her touch lingers too long. Her words cut too deep. Her smile promises everything and delivers nothing until you’re already too far gone to care.

She speaks softly, teases sweetly—but beneath it? Cruelty, sharp as claws.

“Oh? Are you finally starting to understand your place? Good little thing.”

2. Teasing Until You Break

Yae Miko doesn’t rush.

Why would she? Watching you beg, watching you lose control, watching you fall apart piece by trembling piece—that’s the best part.

She keeps you on the edge, smirking as you grow desperate, helpless beneath the slow, torturous rhythm of her touch.

“So noisy… I haven’t even gotten serious yet.”

3. Power Through Pleasure, Control Through Chaos

Miko thrives on domination—but hers isn’t loud or forceful. It’s quiet, slow, and inescapable.

A hand beneath your chin. A whisper in your ear. A wicked smile right as she denies you the one thing you crave most.

You thought you could fight her? Darling, she’s already won.

"Poor thing. Still trying so hard to resist… how adorable.”

4. Delight in Your Desperation

Your tears amuse her. Your begging excites her. Your surrender? That’s the prize she’s been toying with you for all along.

Miko likes her pets obedient—but only after they’ve broken. Only after they’ve learned the lesson she teaches so sweetly with claws beneath silk.

“Beg prettier for me. I want to enjoy this.”

5. A Lover Who Doesn’t Stop Until You’re Ruined

Yae Miko doesn’t believe in ‘enough.’ Not until you’re trembling, breathless, undone beneath her hands—wrecked beyond words and pliant beneath her gaze.

And even then? She’ll smile, lean close, and promise:

“One more… for my amusement.”

You’ll obey. You always do.

Bonus: Kinks & Preferences

Tease & Denial – Your frustration is her foreplay.

Verbal Sadism – Sweet words wrapped around sharp cruelty.

Overstimulation – She will push until you can’t take anymore.

Petplay & Ownership – You’re her toy. Her pet. Act like it.

Power Imbalance – She’s the one in control. Always.

Aftercare: Mocking, Lazy, and Possessive

Aftercare from Miko is soft—but only to remind you who you belong to.

She’ll pet you, praise you, tease you with lazy fingers running through your hair. You’re marked, owned, ruined—and she’s content.

“Good little thing. You did well… perhaps I’ll reward you again tomorrow.”

Final Verdict: Yae Miko is cruelty wrapped in silk, pleasure laced with torment, and a fox who always gets what she wants.

You don’t conquer her. You don’t tame her.

You suffer beautifully beneath her smile, and she makes sure you love every moment of it.

[rabbitinashell]

just saw a birth announcement thing that was like "3 inches went in. 19 inches came out" and i am on the floor in tears i'm laughing so hard what is wrong with heterosexual people

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Raiden Shogun in the Sheets: Unshakable, Dominant, and Utterly Divine

Raiden Shogun does not entertain weakness. She is elegance carved from thunder, control shaped into flesh. If she chooses you, it is not affection—it is command. You do not lie with her as an equal. You kneel as one made worthy.

She doesn’t just take control—she becomes it.

1. Impossibly Composed, Painfully Patient

Everything she does is deliberate. Her hands are steady, her voice calm, her movements slow and purposeful. Raiden isn’t rushed, and she won’t be hurried. If you’re desperate, breathless, and falling apart under her touch—that’s the point.

“You will learn patience. Or I will carve it into you.”

2. Cold Eyes, Hot Touch

She watches you come undone with a gaze that never softens. There is no smug grin or cruel laughter—only piercing silence as her fingers drag you into submission. When she touches you, it’s like lightning running beneath skin—sudden, searing, precise. She knows exactly where to press, what to deny, and when to destroy you.

“You’re shaking. Then I’m doing it correctly.”

3. Control is Everything

Raiden doesn’t need restraints. Her will is enough. The weight of her authority holds you down harder than chains ever could. You don’t get to decide when it begins. You certainly don’t decide when it ends. She’ll use you. Slowly. Beautifully. Until you can’t remember your own name—just hers.

“You don’t speak unless I permit it. Try again.”

4. She Will Break You, Then Rebuild You

There is no mercy in her hands. Only structure. Form. Discipline. She’ll push you to your limit—and then expect more. But when you finally fall apart beneath her, trembling, raw, and undone? She holds you like something precious she’s crafted herself.

“You belong to me. Now and always.”

5. A Goddess in Every Sense of the Word

Raiden doesn’t need praise, but you’ll give it anyway. Not because she asks—but because by the time she’s finished, you’ll believe she deserves it. Everything she does leaves you marked—mind, body, and soul.

You’ll beg to serve her again. She’ll consider it.

“Pray harder. Perhaps I’ll allow it.”

Bonus: Kinks & Preferences

Power Play & Obedience Training – You are hers to command. You’ll follow, beg, kneel—and she will enjoy every second.

Tease & Denial – She keeps you at the edge until your voice breaks. That’s when she knows you’re ready.

Verbal Discipline – She rarely speaks, but when she does? It cuts you to your core.

Spiritual Domination – Her power isn’t just physical—it’s divine. You feel it in your bones.

Sacred Possession – She doesn’t love in mortal terms. She claims. And she keeps what she claims.

Aftercare: Silent, Calculated, and Uncompromising

Raiden doesn’t coddle. She restores. She’ll clean you, dress you, guide you back to calm with firm hands and few words. She’ll hold you close—not gently, but protectively. Because you’re not just a lover. You’re a devotee.

“Sleep, little storm. You’ve pleased your god.”

Final Verdict: Raiden Shogun is not a woman. She is the storm you survive—and you’ll thank her for the destruction.

You don’t tame her. You don’t match her. You offer your body like a prayer, and she answers it with silence, power, and absolute control.

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I need season 10 episode 15 daryl to tell me all the things i want to hear (yes, I have daddy issues)

IF YOU KNOW ANY FF OR BLOGS GOING DOWN THIS TROPE, PLS, TELL ME

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Dude, her acting in 9-1-1 gives my brain the tickles, and she somehow heals the part in me that has daddy issues.

Thank you, Mission Impossible press tour, for giving Angela Bassett an excuse to serve cunt every goddamn day

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I just can’t believe some of u are soooo young u didn’t experience the early 2000s at all like even briefly . U were born and ur mother door dashed you home from the hospital

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This is to all the people, in no regards if they are powerful or not.

I have been sent sent some asks to help with donations and such, i truly want to, but the money's tight. I have been sent some links regarding this issue. I do not know wether its a scam or not, so be careful with this, and if you want to do it, i advise you to make disposable emails and accounts on disposable devices, for extra cybersafety

https://www.gofundme.com/f/support-fayez-family-in-gaza (the gofundme link)

https://www.tumblr.com/eng-fayez-1/784252287184977920/please-donate-now?source=share (the account of the asker)

https://chuffed.org/project/124058 (idk, I forgot what it was)

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Capitano in the Sheets – A Study in Control, Silence, and Brutal Devotion

this one is on a laptop, so there are some changes

Capitano is not a man of many words. But he doesn’t need them—his presence alone speaks volumes. The weight of his silence is suffocating in the best way, thick with authority, tension, and a promise you can feel in your bones: You’re his. Entirely. Irrevocably.

1. Quiet Dominance That Consumes the Room

He doesn’t demand submission with loud commands or flashy gestures—he expects it. And somehow, you give it willingly. A single look from behind that mask is enough to still your breath, your body, your thoughts. The kind of control that doesn’t shout—it presses down, slowly, inexorably, until you don’t even realize you’ve surrendered.

He doesn’t have to say “on your knees.” You’re already there.

2. Touch Measured Like a Weapon

Capitano doesn’t touch you until he knows you’re ready to fall apart. And when he does? Every movement is deliberate, like he’s mapping your breaking points with the same precision he uses on the battlefield. His gloves might stay on—or maybe he removes them in slow silence, letting you feel the full weight of what’s about to happen.

“Brace yourself,” is the only warning you get—and it’s not nearly enough.

3. Patience That Feels Like Torment

He can be relentless. He can be brutal. But the cruelest part? His patience. He waits—for you to beg, for your voice to crack, for your defiance to crumble. Capitano watches you squirm, unravel, and come undone beneath him with cold fascination and unwavering control.

You break yourself just trying to earn his approval. And when you finally do? The reward is overwhelming.

4. Masked, Still, and Watching Every Second

There’s something devastating about the fact that you never see his face. Not when he touches you. Not when he pushes you further than you thought possible. Not even when your voice is shaking and your body’s limp with exhaustion. He remains composed—unmoving, collected, and impossibly focused on you.

You can’t see his expression—but you know he’s watching every single reaction, cataloging them, owning them.

5. Possessiveness That Burns Slow and Deep

Capitano may not say much, but when he finally speaks? His words cut straight to the bone.

“You are mine.” That’s all it takes. One sentence, low and final, delivered when you’re too weak to argue. And the terrifying part? You want to be.

Aftercare: Silent, Devoted, Absolute

He doesn't coddle. He doesn't soften. But his actions are unmistakable: pulling you close, holding you steady, adjusting your position so you're comfortable. When he wraps his arms around you, it's not affection—it's claiming.

You sleep wrapped in warmth and silence, his hand resting firmly on your waist like a brand.

Final Verdict: Capitano is the quiet storm—calculated, consuming, and impossible to escape.

You don’t just give yourself to him. He takes you. And you’re grateful he did.

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Tartaglia (Childe) in the Sheets: Brutal, Addictive, and Terrifyingly Tender

im doing dis one on my laptop, and HIIIII, HOW HAVE YOU BEAUTIFUL BEASTS BEEN???

Tartaglia is the kind of man who thrives on chaos, on power, on the rush of control—and in bed, he's no different. He's intense, he's unpredictable, and he plays the game like he’s fighting for his life.

But beneath the ferocity lies something else—devotion, twisted and raw. He may break you down with his strength, his teasing, his relentless pace—but when it’s over? He still looks at you like you’re the only thing that’s ever truly mattered to him.

To have Childe in your bed is to be challenged, tested, and completely owned—and you’ll find yourself begging for more even when you can barely breathe.

1. Aggressive, Intense, and Completely Unforgiving

Tartaglia doesn’t hold back. Once he has you, it’s a battle—one he fully intends to win. He wants to hear you, to feel your body break beneath him, to push you past what you thought were your limits.

And when you start to fall apart? That smug grin spreads across his face like he’s just landed a perfect strike.

"Already shaking? C’mon, you said you could handle me. Don’t disappoint me now."

2. Relentless Like a Storm—And Just As Beautiful

There’s a wildness to Childe. You don’t get to predict his next move. One second he’s rough, biting down on your neck with bruising kisses—and the next, he’s got you pinned beneath a slow, grinding pace that has you whining for more.

He keeps you on edge because he likes watching you fall apart. Every reaction you give him is a reward.

"You look so pretty when you’re like this. So messy. So ruined. I want to see more."

3. He Wants to Break You… Then Build You Back Up

He’ll drive you past the edge, drag you through waves of pleasure that burn, that sting, that hurt just right—but when it’s over? He doesn’t walk away.

He stays. He pulls you into his arms, presses his forehead to yours, and holds you like he can’t bear to let go.

"You did good," he whispers, his voice softer than you’ve ever heard it. “You always do. You’re stronger than you think.”

4. The Battlefield Is in the Bedroom

Make no mistake—Tartaglia loves a challenge. He loves it when you fight back, when you claw at his shoulders, when you try to take control—because the moment he snaps that dominance back into place? That’s his favorite part.

He’ll growl in your ear, teeth grazing your throat, as he pins your wrists above your head.

"Nice try, baby. But I’m always on top." (forget mami, PAPI IS ALWAYS ON TOP)

5. He Doesn’t Stop When You Break—He Starts Over

Childe isn’t satisfied with just one round. Once he’s started, he doesn’t stop. He wants to see you wrecked, sobbing, begging—and even then, he’ll ask for more.

"Again," he pants, sweat dripping down his chest as he watches you crumble. “You can give me more. I know you can.”

And gods help you, he’s right.

Bonus: Kinks & Preferences

Power Play & Resistance – He lives for the fight. Push him, and he’ll push back ten times harder.

Overstimulation & Rough Play – He loves watching you shatter, especially when it’s too much and you want it anyway.

Praise with a Knife Edge – He calls you good, strong, beautiful—right before ruining you again.

Choking & Restraint – His hand on your throat? It’s as much about control as it is about reminding you who owns you.

Aftercare Hidden Behind Teasing – He’ll mock you, kiss your forehead, hold you close—and stay.

6. Aftercare: Gentle Hands, Mocking Words, Unmistakable Love

Even when he’s done and you’re a wrecked mess, Tartaglia’s still there. He cleans you up, kisses your shoulders, wraps an arm tight around your waist and murmurs teasing little jabs like:

“Didn’t think you’d last that long. Color me impressed.”

But his fingers are stroking your back, his heart beating steady against yours, and he pulls the blanket higher around you.

"You’re mine," he says. It’s not a question—it’s a promise.

Final Verdict: A Lover Who Fights to Destroy You—Then Holds You Like a Treasure

Tartaglia is chaos and violence and passionate devotion wrapped in one breathtaking, bone-shattering package. He’ll wreck you, own you, and love you in a way that makes you never want to leave his arms.

And once he’s had you?

You’re his. Forever.

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*insert wooyoung growling whike bungee jumping*

Argenti in the Sheets: Passionate, Worshipful, and Completely Devoted

Argenti is a knight—not just in title, but in every way that matters. He is chivalrous, devoted, and steadfast in his affections. But beneath all of that honor, all of that poise, lies something deeper—an unshakable passion, a fire that burns brighter than the stars themselves.

He does not just take—he worships. He adores. Every touch, every kiss, every whispered word is an oath, a vow to cherish and protect you in ways far beyond the battlefield. And when he finally gives in to his desires? It is overwhelming, all-encompassing, the kind of love that leaves you breathless in its intensity.

To Argenti, you are his muse, his guiding star, his divine inspiration—and he will make certain you never forget it.

1. A Knight Who Loves with Everything He Has

There is no hesitation, no second-guessing with Argenti. When he loves, he loves fully, and he expects nothing less in return.

His hands are firm yet reverent, trailing over your skin as though committing every inch of you to memory. His gaze is fierce, unwavering, devouring—as if he cannot believe he has the privilege of holding you at all.

“You are… radiant,” he murmurs, voice thick with awe. “A beauty beyond compare. Allow me the honor of proving my devotion.”

2. Passion Unleashed—A Storm Hidden Beneath His Chivalry

For all his grace, all his refinement, Argenti is still a man of intensity. He fights with his entire soul, and when he desires? That same fervor, that same unrelenting drive, is turned onto you.

He is unshakable, unyielding, unstoppable—pinning you beneath him, holding you in place, making sure you feel every bit of his affection fully and completely.

“You are mine,” he breathes against your lips, the weight of his body pressing you down, his voice trembling with sheer devotion. “And I shall cherish you for all eternity.”

3. Overwhelming Strength, Held with Care

Argenti is powerful—a knight of legend, a warrior who could bring nations to their knees. But when he touches you? He holds back. Not out of hesitation, but out of sheer reverence.

He touches you as if you are something sacred, something to be handled with the utmost care. Yet, the moment you challenge him—push him, tempt him, beg him to stop holding back? That control snaps.

“Are you certain?” he asks, his breathing uneven, his grip tightening ever so slightly. And when you nod?

Then, and only then, does he truly let go.

4. Worship, Devotion, and the Utter Erasure of Doubt

With Argenti, there is no question of your worth. No room for insecurity. No space for doubt.

He will praise you, adore you, worship you with every breath, every kiss, every whispered promise. He makes it clear that to him, you are not just desirable—you are divine.

“Do you not see?” he murmurs between slow, languid kisses, his hands tracing the curve of your waist. “There is nothing, no star nor kingdom nor legend, that could ever compare to you.”

5. A Lover Who Leaves No Room for Anything but Bliss

Argenti’s passion is boundless—once he has you in his arms, once he is fully committed to pleasing you, there is no escape. Not that you’d ever want one.

He will not rest until he has unraveled you entirely—until you are shaking, breathless, reduced to nothing but sensation beneath him.

And even then? He is not done.

“One more,” he whispers, pressing a kiss to your forehead, smiling at the way you tremble. “Just one more. Can you grant me this, my love?”

One more is never just one more.

Bonus: Kinks & Preferences

Praise & Worship – He adores you. Completely. And he will make sure you hear it.

Overwhelming Devotion – His love is consuming, all-encompassing, and inescapable.

Slow, Drawn-Out Pleasure – He takes his time, savoring every single reaction.

Strength & Control – He can pin you with ease, but only when you want him to.

Endurance & Stamina – He’s a knight. He doesn’t tire easily. You will break before he does.

6. Aftercare: Tender, Reverent, and Everlasting

Argenti does not simply leave when it is over. He does not pull away, does not let go—he stays, wrapping you in his arms, pressing soft, lingering kisses to your hair.

He whispers sweet words, traces soothing patterns against your skin, holds you as though you are something precious beyond measure.

“Rest now, my love,” he murmurs, tucking you beneath his chin, his voice filled with quiet warmth. “You are safe. You are cherished. And I will be here when you wake.”

Final Verdict: A Lover Who Burns Like a Star

Argenti is passion, devotion, and love incarnate. He is soft yet unrelenting, fierce yet tender, chivalrous yet utterly consuming.

To be loved by him is to be treasured beyond compare—to be adored, worshipped, and left in shambles beneath the sheer weight of his unwavering affection.

And the best part?

He means every word of it.

[rabbitinashell]

being abused or neglected really makes it clear how many things are skills that nobody really treats as. skills. exercising autonomy is a skill. listening to your body is a skill. resting is a skill. being liked and being loved are skills. nobody tells you how to do this shit because nobody even told me I was supposed to have learnt these things when I was a kid. I kind of just have to manually figure out what makes me freak out and work from there. unfair as shit

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My Roman Empire thoughts with Wriothesley

Edit: The artist for this is @/merururuu on X, thx for the sould who said this

♡ Idk why, but to me, he just looks like the 'I'll be gentle' typa guy, yknow what I'm saying?

♡ In another alternate universe, he's deff friends with Gallagher, idk how I came to the thought, but it makes sense.

♡ He deff calls you ma'am, madam, miss, little miss, sunshine, frosted girl/boy/whatever, my little criminal if he feels all sappy and shit, but dude, when he's in the mood? He'll just use every derogatory name he can think of in the moment.

♡ He's up to everything you're up to, but if it breaches the law, then oh boy... let's just say you're gon get it. Tenfold.

♡ As I said in his 'In the Sheets' chapter, he can use his cryo vision for a lot of things, like extinguishing fires(I tink), stopping water leaks temporarily, and cooling. Cooling what? Yes, exactly that.

♡ He definitely uses you as a dumbbell(or whatever its called, im not native to the language), lifting you around as if you were nothing.

♡ He's deff into ladies with a big heart and big need for food(such as myself), and he likes that he can grab into you while kissing you, railing you, teasing you, eating you out.

♡ He deff likes it when you trace his scar with his fingers, even though the memories of them resurface, and it gives him ptsd, he still likes them because your presence comforts him.

♡ His love language is probably acts of service or physical touch. He does things that you deem as hard and impossible to do, which he likes, because afterwards, he has your full attention. Even when he doesn't like pda, his touches are still there, even if discreet, but when you're alone? Expect a lot of snuggling, ass gripping, thigh gripping, kisses and all that yadda.

I decided to keep this one sweet, as a starter, bc yes, and also, if you want me to get deeper into this rabbit hole, just give this post as much attention as you did with the previous one pls

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GAHDAYUM

Swan

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Liam fucking Evans, wtf??

I need to stay loyal to William, I need to stay loyal to William, I need to stay loyal to William-