#* the tamer answers *

[heylittleriotact]

Smut Prompts!! Number 10!

@smoreofbabylon also sent me this one and I love you both - I was really hoping for this one.

It got uh… it got out of hand. I’ll probably post this on ao3 later, but for now:

10) finding their partner’s sex toy/toys and making them play with it in front of them

Emmrich x Rook Modern Funeral Home AU

He’d never been in the bottom drawer of Rook’s nightstand - never had any reason to: she kept the condoms in the smaller upper part, and unlike her, he wasn’t a nosy snoop and didn’t help himself to the contents of random cupboards and drawers.

But having just been invited to slip a finger or two inside of her cute little arsehole, a pause for necessities was called for: lubrication, specifically - he simply wouldn’t entertain proceeding without it, even despite the fact that her soft pink lips were plenty drenched after twenty-some-odd-minutes of him teasing her… bringing her right to the edge and backing off, over and over - much to her frustration.

He'd get her where she needed to be, certainly - and they both knew it - but oh - how he loved wringing every quavering moan from her lips… every softly whispered plea to - this time - please, please, please…

“Bottom drawer!” She’d urged when he told her he would be honoured to play with her glorious ass - and to the bottom drawer he went.

“What?” She asked at the sound of his sharp intake of breath when he gripped the wobbly handle and pulled.

“Ohhh, darling…” he exhaled, eyes widening at the sight before him.

Lube. There was definitely lube.

It was nestled innocently atop a collection of toys that could only be defined as a small hoard: a cheap, robin’s egg blue vibrator - brutal and efficient with a cock head and a base you twisted to power it on, a classically shaped dildo made of clear silicone and filled with rainbow coloured confetti; a smaller, flesh coloured one; a rabbit vibrator; a variety of differently sized butt plugs; an insertable that looked to be made of hand blown glass; a set of leather wrist cuffs and a matching collar; anal beads; handcuffs; something that had to be a dildo but looked… alien and intimidating; nipple clamps, nipple suckers; a harness; and goodness - candles…?

He was torn from his spontaneous cataloguing when Rook’s hand clapped against his bare ass playfully but hard enough to make him flinch.

“I’m sorry, are you online shopping, or are you getting lube?”

“I knew you were naughty, darling, but I must say I hadn’t entertained the idea of such… variety…”

“What - a girl’s not allowed to have interests?” Came her voice from the bed above him. He gasped in surprise when she reached between his legs and tugged on his cock, stroking as he leaned over the edge of the bed, surveying the trove of toys in front of him.

“I’m very intrigued by your interests…” he swallowed, thrusting into her hand, an idea presenting itself to him - a great idea: a sordid idea. “I would very much like to see them in action.”

Mind made, his fingers wrapped around the bottle of water-based lubricant and a sleek looking device he’d seen advertised online but never encountered personally.

He slid the drawer shut, shuffled back and sat back on his knees between Rook’s ink-covered legs.

“Here you are, dearest,” he said as if he was passing her a breakfast sandwich, but actually he had slipped the toy into her hand.

“My Satisfyer?” She queried. “What, you’ve never seen one of these before?”

“I’ve seen them,” he told her, pouring a decent amount of lube onto his fingertips, his expression placid. “But I’ve never seen one in action - and I would like to.”

She sat up on her elbows a little. “I fucking love this thing. It’s easy—” She angled it sideways and indicated a button on the handle with her fingertip. “You just press and hold this button until it turns on, and then put it over my clit. You can increase the suction if you keep pushing the button. Easy.” She repeated, and held it out to him.

He didn’t take it from her.

Poor thing… she hadn’t quite caught on, had she?

The lube, slightly warmed by his heat but still below body temperature, wrenched a sharp intake of breath from Rook when his fingertips dipped between her cheeks and brushed against her tight hole.

“I would love a demonstration,” he purred, continuing to languidly spread the lube and her own slick over her, while lazily doodling circles over her knee with his other hand.

His middle finger slipped in to the first knuckle just for a moment - a fleeting pass over the threshold and out again. Rook groaned.

“Will you show me?”

His tone was pleasant - downright cordial - but he felt the tug of the covers beneath him when Rook’s toes curled into them at his words.

Up to the second knuckle this time: he lingered, slowly exploring the plush, soft give of her. She groaned - deep and abandoned - and he watched intently as she placed her fingers on either side of her cunt and pulled up towards her belly button, exposing her flushed, swollen clit in all of its rosy glory.

The toy hummed to life and she enveloped her clit in the small opening at the top like she was snuffing a lurid candle.

Instantly she whined, and precum had already started beading on the tip of his cock at the sight of her, reposed in pleasure before him.

He made an approving sound far back in his throat - like he was appreciating a particularly well-preserved corpse - and pressed deeper still, taking his time - careful not to hurt his beloved: Rook’s back arched off the bed a little and she clenched around him. He withdrew the finger almost entirely, and then slowly reintroduced it.

“More…” she urged breathlessly, clicking the button on the toy and uttering a giddy whimper when it hummed a bit louder. “I want more…”

Oh how he wanted to acquiesce her, but…

“Manners, dear.”

‘Manners’ had become central to their dynamic, rendering a nearly Pavlovian response from his rough-around-the-edges sweetheart when he uttered the word: she practically melted when he said it.

“Please,” she amended, hips jerking against the toy as it whirred and sucked on her clit. “Please?”

“So long as you keep that toy right where it is, my darling girl,” he capitulated, pressing the tip of his ring finger against the taught ring of muscle - feeling her relax and take him in. He stroked her thigh encouragingly and she moaned again - rougher and deeper still: Emmrich’s cock twitched and he reached down to stroke himself. “I think I’m beginning to see why you’re so fond of it…”

He was so hard it hurt: the warm, tight suction around his fingers, gently pulling them deeper was nothing short of divine… as was the way her lovely gray eyes fluttered and her gaze landed on his cock in his hand - completely unable to resist pleasuring himself at the sight of her mounting bliss.

“That’s it…” he whispered, voice thick, scissoring his fingers and stretching her patiently while he jerked off. “Oh… keep going, love… keep showing me how well you take care of yourself…”

Her eyes were locked on his dick, teeth dragging over her lower lip, chest heaving as she watched his hand move up and down his length in tandem with the languid thrusts of his fingers - his little voyeur… she was enjoying this, wasn’t she?

“Do you enjoy fantasizing when you play with your toy, darling?” He prompted, watching the lewd sink of his fingers into her hole. He could make out a line of slick as it dripped out of her cunt, carving a path down towards her asshole: she was reacting very favourably to this experiment indeed…

Rook whimpered, ramping up the suction on the toy again. “Mhmmm…” she squirmed against the pillows behind her, hips stuttering, taking one of her exquisite breasts in her hand, squeezing it and pinching a nipple.

“Why don’t you tell me how you put that stunningly creative imagination of yours to use…?”

Over the soft fleshy sound that accompanied his fist on his cock, and the low hum of the Satisfyer, Rook made a decadent noise, fucking herself on his fingers with a shamelessness that was nothing short of outrageously arousing.

“I like to think about you… your hands, your mouth… your hard cock…”

“Is that so?” He said more breathlessly than he meant to: everything about this scenario was like something out of a dream - the kind that had his eyes opening in his darkened bedroom sometime in the early hours, cock throbbing painfully, overstimulated by even the soft sheets that clung to the sticky evidence trapped in his pubic hair and lingered on the tops of his thighs.

“I think about you all the time, Emmrich… kissing you, fucking you - making love to you. Sucking on that handsome dick of yours…”

Unbidden, he uttered a soft groan and his hips jerked against his hand at the knowledge that she pleasured herself like this - gasping and whining and breathing hard - while thinking about him.

“Another? Please?” She asked - as politely as possible through the blissed out warble of her voice.

Emmrich buried his fingers to the last knuckle, sweeping them against her walls and coming to the conclusion that she was indeed adequately prepared for a third.

“So good for me…” he purred, observing her face for any sign of pain or discomfort that would have him stop in an instant as he pulled back his hand added a bit more lube to it before urging it forwards again, this time introducing an additional digit. Rook gasped and cursed - but not in displeasure. “If you fall apart this ardently when you’re on your own, I must tell you I am very flattered to hold the great honour of being your muse…”

He curled his fingers, exploring her depth and the slick, viscous pull of it, his movements quickening when he felt assured that she was accustomed to the stretch of his fingers, causing her hips to lift off the bed.

“Gah—!”

It was a sharp, breathy cry: one that tipped Emmrich off to the fact that she wasn’t far from release.

“Good girl…” he encouraged, feeling his own release coming up on him: the decadent tension banding through him poised to snap as he feverishly stroked himself, Rook’s eyes still watching his every move. “Ohhh… Rook… so so good…”

There was something so undeniably intimate about anal play, regardless of gender: there was a certain amount of trust and vulnerability that it required, along with the capacity for those involved to communicate well with one another. Sometimes it was lawless and sloppy, other times sensual and romantic, but it was always special - at least… it was for him.

“Fuck - Emmrich… ah! Keep— keep going…” She keened, voice straining, hips bucking against the toy and the fullness of his fingers inside of her. “Maker… pl-please don’t stop— holy fuck!”

“I won’t—” he promised, his drooling cock throbbing under his fingers. “Let go, darling— come for me… I want to see you come…”

His invitation was all that she needed, because her hand left her tit and she grabbed the base of his wrist, holding him fast so she could ride his fingers, grinding against them until she could take him no deeper, still holding the toy over her surely aching clit.

A strangled cry ripped from her lips and she tightened around him, the toy slipping from her fingers as she gushed forth, soaking his hand and the blanket beneath her. His name - then babbled profanity. Sitting forward, teeth clenched, her insides massaged him and it was enough to send him over the edge as well, cum spurting from his dick and painting his wrist, her cunt, and the insides of her thighs.

He might have cursed too: he couldn’t tell over the overwhelming sensation that racked his entire being as he spent himself all over Rook, baptizing lines of ink and swaths of colour with glistening pools and trails of semen that dripped over her form, gloriously decorating her in their carnal majesty.

Then she was wrapped around him, his fingers slipping out of her to snake around her waist when she crushed herself against him, his mess smearing all over both of their bellies.

“I love you…” she breathed against his lips when she parted from them. “I love you so fucking much.”

“I— mmmph!” She kissed him again before he could finish, tangling her fingers through his sweaty hair, holding his face in her hands. “I love you too—” he managed to blurt when she took a breath. His own hands wandered over the curves and planes of her back as they embraced, upright on the bed, naked, sticky, sweaty, and trembling.

“Keep making me cum like that and I’ll love you forever…” she whispered, collecting a bead of sweat from the shell of his ear with a dainty tongue.

He squeezed her ass and pulled her tighter to him, reveling in the heat of her body and the smell of her sweat. “That can certainly be arranged, my sweet, darling Rook…”

He flipped a wayward lock of hair away from her face and lost himself in her eyes for the millionth time.

Forever sounded just fine to him.

[pigeonstab]

Hi Cole! If I may ask, how did you and Fern meet?

[people-can-be-tamed]

okay

you can start. I'm not particularly good but it'll be fun anyways

"G1 horse to F3."

(If any of yall need help vizualizing the board;)

[vsemily]

New angler comic was sooo good but I gotta ask the real questions here, who was that bunny girl on Trent’s computer/desk.. I gotta know O.O

Something dumb I'm sure

[dxckgrxsonx]

thinking ab brat tamer!jason making reader count how many times he’s spanked them and he’s cooing, feigning forgiveness before he shoves his fingers in them, not allowing them to cum the whole night😋

ufghhh yes <3

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he forces you to count them out even when your voice splinters and shakes. its almost pathetic really when he hears you start to whimper and cry after the seventh smack, hands coming back to feebly block his next hit. he has to clench his jaw to stop the smirk from pulling at his mouth when you mis-count, words jamming up behind you teeth. “oh little bird, let’s start from the beginning again, huh?” your answering pleas almost make it worth putting up with your behaviour.

the really worthwhile part for him is driving you up to the edge and leaving you there, dangling at the precipice of something euphoric just to wait for you to slip back from the brink. only to get you back there again, suspended, aching. he strokes your hair and smooths his thumb over your wet cheeks as you beg to finally, finally come.

and he lets you believe he’ll let you come, “okay sweetheart, you’ve done so well for me and I forgive you for being such an ungrateful brat. you can come.”

but he stops touching you. right when you shudder to the tips of your toes. right when you blink away your tears and thank him so prettily. he just stops and pushes two fingers into you, so tight and wet and desperate.

the noise you make nearly kills him.

“you’re so stupid baby.” he says and crooks his fingers inside you, just to listen to you cry out his name. “only good girls get to come. and I don’t think you’re quite there yet.”

[v7lgar]

Rosekiller and evans just whispering about all the fucked up things he wants to do to Barty (jokes on him bc Barty’s into that shit)

he talks abt how he is gonna tear him apart and put together and draw blood from him at the same time and barty is weak in the knees. evan's breath is hot, tickling his insides and his low voice thing the knots around his belly but barty is trying to keep his posture but he is giddy af and evan is teasing him, telling him that he is gonna fuck him inside out on the floor of their apartment, how barty is gonna try to crawl under him to escape but he isn't gonna let that happen, he talks abt how he is gonna pull him back under him and grab his wrists and bite his neck until it bleeds and fucking him ruthless even if he screams for help and all barty can think abt is all the ways he can take evan's cock and still be a brat to him to piss him off so evan can fuck him raw while being angry at him

[prettyboykatsuki]

KING HAVE U READ THE EVENT YET?? HOW DOES IT FEEL BEING THE RIGHTEST AND SMARTEST LADS WRITER EVER WITH THE MOST BEAUTIFUL BRAIN WRINKLES

HENHJEJRNE i did just complete zaynes part of the event but what is this referring to . NOT THAT IM NOT HONORED BUT IM CONFUSED

[galehowl]

I'm honestly kind of invested in Aurora to this point I might actually read it (and I'm notoriously picky with fanfic bc I'm super lazy with reading 😭). Mostly I'm interested in what the main premise *is*, and the types of Digimon (or groups) that would be mainly involved (OXII, SGDL, 4HB, RK, etc.)

Ahah, if only I'd actually be able to write it ( English isn't my native language and not good enough to use it for something like proper writing ), but I'll likely be presenting it in small snippets coupled with art now and then, or maybe a comic page or two whenever possible.

I think if I try to put it as simply as possible, the story begins with several kids getting Digimon partners, for what seems at first like no reason at all in a world where this has never happened before. It slowly escalates from them trying to help Digimon that get stuck in the real world, to getting involved with the human-Digimon organization, and in the fallout of a secret military project, Acheron - one that unleashed the corruption of the Dark Area and put both worlds in danger. Naturally, it's up to the new Tamers to find the answers to all the mysteries and figure out how to save everyone and help pave the way to a better future where both humans and Digimon can coexist.

The story takes place both in the real and Digital world, and has both a main plot, and many smaller stories related to it, but focusing on other humans and Digimon creating bonds with each other, and monster of the week scenarios. It ranges from slice of life, drama and a bit of comedy, to straight-up horror and thriller, depending on what the characters are dealing with lol.

It also mostly focuses on themes of friendship, found family and various familial relationships.

So I guess kind of standard stuff one'd see in Digimon.

For the groups involved - the Three Great Angels are an important part of the story, as well as the Royal Knights and the Demon Lords, the latter being one of the big parts of the main conflict unfolding. The Devas also show up as a more background group, and the Holy Beasts play a minor role, to name some of them.

[loststarphounix]

You have done despair!Gundam and non-despair!Kazuichi but what about despair!Gundam and future-foundation!Kazuichi?

now there’s a thought, I never thought about Future Foundation Kazuichi all that much.

However….

something like this is in my draft hell somewhere. Maybe the plot bunnies will dig it back up 😊

[pigeonstab]

Congrats on 2,000 followers! Excited to see more art and rambling from you!

In fact, share a fun fact about college au killer(if you want, tho, no obligation to give one(or more) if you don't want to, of course).

Thank you! I do love opening my gob. Hmmmm Killer read twilight before turning into a vampire and was very disappointed when he did not in fact glow in the sun and just got an instant heatstroke.

[people-can-be-tamed]

Sigrid Approaches Simeon with... Wait, is that a baseball bat? How is she- well, its no reason to ask, she approaches simeon too fast and is about the hit him on the stomach with the bat, but she ends up tripping on a rock, falling face down on the floor and the bat hitting on her huge bow on the back of her head.

“ ow.. ”

- @thatsillyclownygirl

"Eep! Sigrid, are you okay?!"

Simon shrieks in faux fear, immediately rushing to her aid. He pushes the bat away from the girl with his foot whilst he crouches down, attempting to help her get up again.

"Does your head hurt? Are you dizzy?! I can call an ambulance!"

His voice is full of panic, expression matching the extreme worry he supposedly felt. Well, it's not as if he didn't feel worried at all-- he did care to some extent. Especially considering she'd just harmed herself on accident.

[sonicasura]

When Tom went too check out the Generator that powered a good chunk of Green Hills he was incredibly surprised and concerned when he saw a kid knocked out cold next too it.

It was the first time in who knows how long he had too put his emergency medical training too use.

The Kid had a pulse thank God but was unconsious. Did the Kid cause the Black Out? Well whatever happened the Kid seemed too just be sleeping and not in any kind of immediate danger.

Though as Tom looked over the kid again too see if they had any injuries he might have missed he noticed 2 odd things.

The first thing was he did not recognize the Kid, which was odd because Green Hills was a small town and well as one of only 2 Officers he knew everyone

Second was the Tamogotchi Device? Hanging around there neck blinking different colors. Wow how long has it been since Tom has seen one...

Anyway until the kid wakes up Tom wasn't getting answers. It be real wierd for the kid too wake up at his house so it would be best too bring the kid too the station and stay with them until they got up.

Oh wait Maddie's not here and that means Ozzy's alone. Alright put the kid in the car, go pick up Ozzy at home, have Wade watch over Ozzy and Tom will watch over the kid at the station.

Tom gently picked up the kid and put them in the back of the car. Tom got in the drivers seat and went too go pick up Ozzy sparing a glance at the rear view mirror too look at the strange kid in the back too make sure they were secure

Tom: What a strange night...

However if Tom kept his look on the strange kid a bit longer, he would have noticed a strange image appear on the kid's Tamogotchi device as it moved on it's own.

A little blue dragon creature knocking on the screen and pushing the Tamogotchi device around as if trying too wake up the strange kid

It makes sense for Tom to take Sleuth to the station. Meanwhile Veemon is super concerned about what's going on outside the Digivice.

[dxckgrxsonx]

brat tamer Jason would give his partner one warning only and then throw them over his shoulder to carry them where he wants them for their punishment

also if his brat was being too much of a tease he'd definitely make them warm him (with their mouth if they were being mouthy too)

could also see him edging his brat all day as a punishment and then leaving them tied up waiting for him while he went on patrol

hi im kissing you just a little :)

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yes!! he gives you one chance rectify your attitude before he steps in to correct it for you. sometimes its just one word “stop.” and he says it in that low, nearly threatening tone to make sure you seriously understand where you’ll end up if you continue being bratty.

sometimes he doesn’t even verbalise a warning, sometimes he just looks at you. catches your eye right at that singular moment when you start to slip into that headspace of causing trouble—almost like he can read your mind. his gaze focused to a sharpened point a wicked sort of flash across his face when you double down, challenge igniting fever bright on your pretty features because backing down from anything is almost impossible for you.

you step one foot out of line afterwards and he doesn’t hesitate, not for a single second. you’re up and over his shoulder before you can think of protesting, his hand cracking across your backside in a taste of what to expect when he gets you where he wants—and he will get you where he wants, there’s no question about it.

he talks to you the entire time you’re over his shoulder, “silly girl, i warned you didn’t I?” “you just don’t know when to shut your mouth, do you? well don’t worry, ill put it to better use.” “let’s see how confident you are when you’ve got a mouthful of my cock.”

sometimes if you’re out with friends, he’ll just excuse you both in the middle of a conversation—ignoring everything you say—just to take you someplace quiet to dole out a punishment and bring you back like nothing ever happened. and if you have trouble sitting down afterwards? well. he did give you a chance to sort your shit out first.

[ilovepersephoneprice]

"Mrs Snow could be covey since she sings and we don't know her name!!" and the moon could be made out of cheese, tf?!?!

[luimagines]

I'm on a massive dino kick right now and I had a brief idea of the reader having a pet dino traveling with them that I need to put out there. Something like a utahraptor or baryonyx where they're big enough to ride but aren't ridiculously big like the T-rex, and can help fight with their teeth and claws. Otherwise something small like the archaeopteryx or microraptor who can fly/glide acting like small scouts or foragers. I'm a bit biased towards the Utahraptor or the baryonyx because I like the idea of the reader being chill with this giant intimidating creature (also they're my favorites lol).

Bonus, every dino I listed besides the baryonyx are believed to be feathered, and I love the idea of the chain being like "thats a weird bird".

Oh! or the reader has a stegosaurus, ankylosaurus, or triceratops, and the boys accidentally mistake it for a weird dodongo.

How had this not come up before??????

I love this idea!! XD

I'm personally a huge fan of the giant dinosaurs like Brachiosaurus and diplodocus. But Maiasaura, Iguanodon, and Parasaurolophus have a special place in my heart.

Having the chain think that the dino is actually just a strange looking bird/dodongo might just be the gateway key into them not questioning a thing about this strange creature.

I also want to throw out there that when I was little I used to watch Dinosaur King. So I propose a Reader that has once of those stones and can summon the dinos from cards, helping them attack the monsters and larger enemies around them.

[supercantaloupe]

happy saturday! do you have any bucket list creatures to see IRL that you haven't yet? (mine is an albatross of some sort)

hmm. interesting question. i'm not sure i've really considered it before. i would love to see a live adult cecropia moth in the wild at some point -- i've only seen adults preserved as museum specimens, or like a wing on the ground somewhere but not a full living individual, and i've seen the caterpillars alive and wild but not the adults. i do love me some cool moths...

[ask meme]