#More pweeese

[cheatsykoopa98]

pweeese can we get more queenie adopting jax fluff?

This was after Jax accidentally called Queenie mom

TADC DAD AU 15

[deathblacksmoke]

another 3x3 for this modern love? pweeese 🥺

anything for you, my love <3

It breaks her seeing him that way, crumpled and broken in her bed or on her dorm room floor. She wants nothing more than to have the answers for him, to fix everything, to keep him happy.

“Why does this keep happening to me, Mia?” he always asks, and it makes her ache for him.

[urdgealesisbaby]

Oh hey, so I saw the request with Urd with an s/o who has angelic powers. Can you do a headcanon for Rigr. Pweeese.

Hello!!!❤❤❤

OO I'm glad you saw it hehe!:)

Sure thing!!✨ Thank you for the request!!

Rigr Stafford with a s/o who has angelic powers

Rigr Stafford

-you picked his interest from the beginning

-when he first saw you he was very surprised

-since humans usually don't have these kind of powers

-he was sure that 100% of the humans only want to destroy the vampires and have desires and be overall not to his liking

-but you were special, really special to him

-of course he would kidnap you since that's his best method for him to meet a human

-he talks with you, you're sweet

-to sweet for him

-he thinks that you are so powerful but in a kind of healing way

-so he likes it

-he is very excited to know more about everything about you

-that's how he is, what can you do about it?

-would kinda use you to heal his subordinates

-definitely the first one to make the kiss-move

-hehe

Have an amazing day and remember to stay healthy and drink lots of water!!

[scp372]

vent tw

[nuestraluzdelaluna]

Fucking with a pinkie diamond anal plug with hector pweeese 💓💓💓

Diamond plug

“Looking so pretty for me princess” héctor praised as his hand came down on your ass cheek. Being on your knees, with a buttplug your boyfriend gifted you and his dick inside you created the perfect feeling of fullness.

You could feel hectors thighs smack against the back off yours as he pressed his thumb against the little pink jewel. Pulling it out a bit before he let it go again, praising you constantly.

“Please let me cum héc” you begged desperately as you rubbed your clit, wanting nothing more than to clench around your boyfriends cock.

“Come on then, cum on my dick babe make yourself feel good” your orgasm triggered héctors as you almost came at the same time.

[bladerivalen]

Revalations

A suspicious look fell across Alistor's face. "How did you manage that? We've been searching for a week now and got nothing." Alistor said.

Arcadios spoke with disdain. "They've been a thorn in our side fir awhile now. About two months ago, an entire family went missing. A week later, they hacked into our surveillance lacrimas to publicly executed them. We placed guards around the city and put out rewards to anyone who gave us info. Yesterday, it finally helped. We knew you were here, so we came to you with help."

"Still, something's off about it." Hisui said.

"I agree princess. For you to go so long without information. Then suddenly have some of the most vital needed. There's more going on that we can't see." Alistor replied, with a worried speed.

"No doubt it's trap for someone." Alina yawned, clearly bored.

With a sigh of disapointment, Alistor shook his head. "Agreed. Yet at the same time, we can't pass it up. If this info is actually true, we can hit them easily. We'll take them out and be done with it."

"We think so too. So, we're officially tripling whatever you were getting paid. First, you'll do a reconnaissance mission of said location. Determine whether or not or information is true. If it is, come back, and we'll figure out where to go with this." Arcadios said.

"Why not just go there, figure out if it's real, and take out their master. That would make bustin' shit wayy easier." Alina said. She had always like things straight forward.

"Because, Alina, we don't fully know what we're up against yet. Give it a bit." Alistor relpied, clearly annoyed.

"Oh boo. You're no fun." Alina pouted, curling into a ball. The whole scene warranted a snicker from Hisui and a head shake from Arcadios.

"You leave tomorrow. Be ready." said the latter. "We wish you both the best of luck. But for now, goodbye." The pair stood and strode off to the door. Once gone, Alistor laid back onto his bed.

"Al, can you do my hair now?" Alina bugged. He sighed and shut his eyes. Seeing this opposition, Alina slid over to his bedside abd started prodding his shoulder. "Come on...you know you're better at it than me."

"And if I keep doing it for you, you'll never get better at it and be able to do it yourself."

"Pweeese" she wimpered up at him in a childish tone. Her mouth frowned and she batted her eyes at him.

Alistor smiled as he shook his head. "Dammit. Okay fine, come here."

"Yaayyy!" she exclaimed as she sat on the edge of his bed. He got to work braiding the blue hair sat in front of him. "You think everyone back home is doing okay? I kinda miss them." she said as she snagged her notebook.

"Knowing them, they're fine. Natsu and Gray are probably fighting right now." The two had been gone for 5 days now on this job. "There. Done and done." She spun around and hugged him tightly. "Thanks Al." Then she bounced over to her bed and began scribbling in it. Alistor looked out the window at the snow-laden ground. The crowds had gotten smaller than before. As he peered, an icicle caught his attention. He stared at it for a while before laying down and falling asleep. "Good night Alina." She replied with the word night as he closed his eyes and thought about the icicle. An icy blue and straight to the point. And so very beautiful. Just like someone he knew..........

Second chunk of my story! Once again, thanks to @dark0angel13 for helping this get started. Hope ya like!

#fairy tail

[headspacedad]

It’s the Little Things

every now and then I like to give myself incredibly stupid little writing challenges and one I enjoy wrestling with is ‘can I tell a story with nothing but dialogue’?  The answer to this is usually no.  But I enjoy trying.  So nothing deep or emotionally impacting today.  Shiro is getting a fictional break for his birthday week today.  Just some silly twingane twinganess.  Who says you have to talk to get each other?

“Taks” the back of the used junk mail envelope stuck to the Garrison issue dorm fridge with an ‘I went to NASA and all I got was frozen ice cream’ magnet reads.  “Milk”

Scribbled underneath it is a slightly less angular:

“No.”

Its followed by the first handwriting with a terrible drawing of a kitten that reads:

“Pweeese.”

That lasts for a day. That night there’s an empty cereal box taped to the fridge with ducktape and in the less angular handwriting, in sharpe across it, is written:

“Not until I stop finding empty cereal boxes put back on the shelf.”

The next day there’s a pen embedded in the empty box.  The end of the day sees several more pens, a butter knife that someone apparently didn’t use for its proper purposes if its new form is any indication, a single chopstick, two still wrapped lollypops and a slightly wilted flower also embedded in the box.

That morning there’s a pair of slightly linty keys hanging from their slightly mangled chain from one of the pens.

The keychain is gone within the hour with a hastily scrawled note in the better handwriting of:

“thanks” on the box.

That evening there’s a sticky note with the same poorly drawn kitten doing what is probably meant to be drinking milk - or guzzling it if the way the gallon jug is tipped up like a reverse kegger is any indication.  Two little ‘x’s are scribbled underneath.

There’s a new Galaxy Garrison magnet holding it in place the next morning.  One that says ‘GG: We’re OUT OF THIS WORLD!’

Two days later there’s another empty cereal box ducktaped meticulously to the fridge directly under the last one with a very big sharpe marked frowning face, complete with fangs, on it.

[afangirlsplaylist]

Can you do a one shot of Rhett and Link meeting super anxious fan ? Pweeese?Thank youuuuuu

Awwwww how adorable. Sure Since you asked so sweetly :) hope this is okay!

It was incredible how the line could move so fast and so slow at the same time. Faces and camera clicks seemed to pass by like someone had pressed fast forward, but you watch it as if seeing it through someone else - your heart thumping anxiously.

Was it four or three people ahead? You weren’t sure, but that pillar definitely hadn’t been there before and you could actually see Rhett’s dirt blonde hair now. It might have been two. Then one… then no one at all.

You’re asking yourself where the last of the line went as they say goodbye to the last person ahead of you. The last barrier of space and time between you and them. The line had been at least a half hour long but still, it hadn’t felt like long enough to prepare. Somehow, you still manage to get your legs working, miraculously holding you upright as they move you towards the welcoming smiles of the two men.

The first thing you notice is they both look taller in person.

It shouldn’t come as a surprise, and you’d always expected to be dwarfed by the both of them. Yet it wasn’t until you were actually face to face that you realize the internet could never truly convey what six foot plus looked like in person. Sure the desk might hardly come to their waist and Rhett’s long frame often couldn’t fit in a shot, but that wasn’t the same as this.

You channel all your energy into keeping the shaking to a minimum as they greet you.

It’s made a little easier when Rhett leans down for a hug, his large arms wrapping around you and easing some of the tension immediately. Link’s hug is not quite as enveloping but it’s just as warm and comforting, holding you for a few seconds. It makes you wonder if he can feel your nervous breathing or racing heart until he pulls away and answers that question for you.

“You a little nervous?”

You smile shakily. “Just a little.”

They both chuckle but not meanly, taking care to chat and make things feel more normal in the few moments you had. Quickly you come realize they’re self-conscious too, planting their feet firmly on the ground to keep them from shuffling.

The thought makes your anxiety seem silly as it hits you that they’re the ones that have to live up to the expectations of all these people in line, an impression they might only get to make once in that fan’s life. It’s them that has to ask what the fans, who paid hundreds to thousands of dollars for this chance - what they thought of the show. Each time hoping in their hearts that they liked it.

By the time you’re shuffling into position for a photo, grinning widely with them standing to either side of you - it suddenly seems like it went by too quick after all.

[biasedwriting]

Tales of a Consulting Firm ||2|

Find all parts here

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Being Haneul wasn’t easy especially being the sane one in a very dysfunctional group which ran the office. Though Hakyeon was the official ‘mother’ she often felt like she mothered all these men who more often than not behaved like children. That included the boss, Taekwoon, not that she’d actually let him know.

Sighing, she eyed Minah who fumbled over the work given to her but steadily worked on. Minah wasn’t cut out for tech work at all, math boggled the girl’s brain and somehow Haneul had a feeling Hyuk was simply being mean by throwing Minah in the middle of the ocean with no life jacket even after reading her resume. But with the basics cleared, she managed to get something done.

“Haneul, how’s the design coming along?” Hongbin’s voice piped over the separator as she watched some of the female employees halt all their work to gape. Her peripheral vision afforded her a view of Minah noticing the people around her and hiding a laugh before turning back to her computer. Haneul didn’t know whether to join her laughter or notd approvingly. She turned to the man towering over the partition with a shrug.

“I can only digitize and put things up if Jaehwan sends it to me.”

Hongbin sighed, pulling his phone out and tapping at the screen “I have a meeting with a couple of clients now, do you think you can ask Jaehwan to send you the designs? He’ll listen to you.” He grinned when Haneul rolled her eyes knowing well enough that Haneul would definitely go bother Jaehwan for the designs, but he wasn’t so sure she would return with them. He heard a shift in the next cubicle, causing him to turn and watch the new employee who would be working in his department sometime soon get up and head over to the break room. Turning back to Haneul, he gave her a two finger salute.

“I’ll leave it to you, oh great one.” He said, before heading towards the meeting room. Haneul’s head landed on her table causing all the dazed employees around her to snap out of their reverie.

“One day I will hang that piece of abstract artwork outside the damn office.” She grumbled, pushing her chair back and standing up. She noticed Jaehwan standing up and heading for the copier room as she cracked her knuckles, mentally preparing herself for the possible onslaught of cute from the man which would weaken her resolve greatly. Breathing deeply, she made her way towards the copier room. Pausing only when Taekwoon’s office door flew open and the tall slim man stepped out. His eyes fell on her as he nodded in greeting heading hurriedly towards the break room behind her. Haneul didn’t mind, Taekwoon was a bit of an oddball, but he got work done, and his intimidating aura got everyone else to work. But right now Haneul was on a mission.

She entered the copier room, resolute as she caught sight of Jaehwan very carefully placing his papers on the scanner.

“Lee Jaehwan!”

Jaehwan jolted when he noticed Haneul standing by the door with a hand on her hip as he blinked. What on earth could have happened? Another glance at her face and his own paled.

“Oh dear.” He mumbled.

“Damn right oh dear,” Haneul rolled her eyes “Jaehwan, I really need those designs or Hongbin won’t stop hounding me. You know how it is when he comes near my cubicle.” She groaned as she stepped in and stood beside the man, leaning against the copier.

“Your team getting distracted by Hongbin’s good looks?” Jaehwan chuckled “the only time you get distracted is when I charm you with mine.” He winked as she whacked his shoulder.

“Shut up and send me the damn designs.”

A devilish smile spread across Jaehwan’s lips.

“I need incentive.”

“I will whack you if you don’t?” Haneul shot him a look.

“You can, whack me with your lips.” Jaehwan grinned, pointing at his lips as Haneul gaped, aghast.

“What? No!”

“Do you want the designs?” he pouted, edging closer to her grinning as she fumbled around.

“Damn it Jaehwan.”

“Pweeese?”

Jaehwan internally whooped when he felt Haneul’s lips brush against the side of his face before she growled.

“Send me the damn designs before I bite your head off.”

“Aye aye captain!” Jaehwan sang as Haneul stormed out of the room with a red face.

Little did Haneul expect to bump right into Wonshik’s chest when she stormed out of the copier room. His hands landed on her shoulders to stabilize her as she apologized and his eyes raked over her face. Haneul froze when his forehead met hers.

“Your face is red, are you having a fever?”

Shifting away quickly, she stuttered “What? N-no! I’m fine!”

Wonshik chuckled and patted her head “Take care either way, alright?” he said, before humming and heading into the meeting room Hongbin had disappeared into. Haneul sighed before heading towards her cubicle noticing Minah returning with a red face herself.

“What’s wrong?” she asked as Minah fell in step with her.

“The men here are too damn tall.”

Haneul quirked her eyebrow at the new employee, noticing Taekwoon slowly lumbering back into his office. His eyes focused on the two of them before shutting the door behind him. She turned back to Minah who thumbed at the book in her hand.

“You’re going to have to explain.” Haneul said, as they reached their cubicles and Haneul pulled her chair towards Minah’s not forgetting to note the designs which were now safely in her inbox. She sighed, the prices she had to pay to get work done. Minah had set the novel in her hand on the desk next to a picture of a dog pinned onto the board.

“Did Taekwoon give you a hard time?” Haneul started off, knowing Taekwoon’s terrible social skills. She watched as Minah’s eyes widen as she shook her head wildly.

“Oh no, not at all. In fact, he kind of helped me out.” She said, a slight smile perking her lips up. Haneul gaped, puzzled as Minah related the incident.

“Well, I was sitting there and reading while drinking my coffee and he came in and the machine kind of stopped working. Not actually malfunctioning, but he was quite stressed out so he didn’t notice the machine had run out of beans. So I went over to pour the beans in, except the slot was way too high and yeah…”

“So? Did he yell at you?” Haneul, prayed that he hadn’t, angry Taekwoon was not something she wanted Minah to deal with just yet.

“No, he took the bag from me and poured the beans in himself since he was tall enough to reach the slot,” Minah replied, looking down at her fingertips which had brushed against his ridiculously soft ones and remembering the soft voice that had thanked her “ he stares a lot though.”

Their conversation was cut short with Hyuk roaring from his cubicle.

“MONSTER! Why did you mess with my secret folder!?” Haneul chuckled, leaning back in her seat as Minah blinked while Hyuk fumed over the changing in the content in his 'secret' folder into kittens and puppies.

Being Haneul was not easy, but being head of tech sure was fun.

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[rykertarretti-blog]

[31 Hours Before Ryker left for Exodus]

“C’mon... Just a quick one,” Ryker pleaded.

The orange-hair girl sitting next to him tilted her head, her eyes rolling over to look at him. She shook her head. “No, Rye. It’s making me too sad...” She plucked the cigarette from between his fingers to take a long drag from it.

He sighed before taking a swig of his beer. He pouted. “Pweeese? I have pictures of us, sure... but I want just a little video to look at when I start to miss you, Teal.”

She exhaled the smoke a bit forcefully. “You shouldn’t be missing me while you’re up there doin’ whatever...” She glanced over at him before looking down at her feet.

“Yeah? And why is that?” Ryker asked with a cocked brow as he looked over the girl who wouldn’t make eye contact with him.

“You’re movin’ on... You’re leavin’ me... We should move on.”  Her voice was low. He frowned, letting out a sigh. He shook his head. “It doesn’t have to be that way. I can’t just forget you, Teal. I love you.” He placed his hand on hers, his fingers curling to hold it.

“Ryker, you’re asking for the ultimate long-distance relationship. I get why you’re leavin’. It’s to help Zane and I totally get it. I love Zane and I want what’s best for him to get better. It just don’t make you leavin’ any easier. I can’t sit here on this dying rock, looking up at the sky knowing you ain’t comin’ back. I’m going to try... I really am... But we both know it’s better to just move on...” She turned her hand so that she could lace their fingers together. She handed the cigarette back to him.

Ryker didn’t say anything for a minute, listening to the sounds of cars, yelling neighbors, police sirens, and that damn power line buzzing (accompanied with the faint sound of gun shots somewhere far in the distance) fill in what would have been silence between them as they sat in lawn chairs in front of his house. His eyes looked over at her, trying to remember every inch of her face so he could recreate it whenever he wanted. 

“Marry me.”

Teal looked over at him, a bit of shock on her face for a moment, then rolling her eyes once she realized what he asked. “No. We’ve been over this...”

“Dammit Teal,” Ryker groaned, a bit exhausted at her fighting it. “If you marry me today, right now... You might be able to go with me up there.”

“I don’t want to go up there.”

“And why not? You’ll have me and Zane. It’s fancy up there. It’s not here!”

“Up there ain’t home!” Teal let out an annoyed huff. “This place sucks. It’s violent, crummy, dingy, and corrupt, but I know how to deal with down here. Up there... it... it ain’t right. You and I took a pledge. Earth is our grave! We ain’t perfect together, I know that. I can be difficult and you ain’t a peach either... But Earth is our resting place.” She reached over and a swig of his beer, looking off into the street. “Plus, we ain’t made for marriage. You saw what happens when people get married. It goes wrong. What we have ain’t perfect, but it ain’t wrong,” she added. She wasn’t wrong. Ryker didn’t want to spend his last day on Earth fighting with Teal. He took a drag from his cigarette, finishing it and flicking it onto the driveway. He exhaled, squeezed her hand and then stood up to stand in front of her. “Let’s go to the mountains. I think the crazy bootleggers were driven out of there...Let’s have a good last night. There’s that little cabin up there. We’ll go, wake up early, drive back and be back in time for me to fly out of your life forever. Sound good?” Teal thought about it, a small smiling creeping onto her lips the more she thought about it. Her eyes lit up with excitement and jumped up into his arms. “Let’s do it!” 

He spun her around and kissed her. He set her back down and took a step  away from her, pulling out his phone and holding it up. “Now do something nice for the video now that you’re happy for like... 20 seconds,” he told her with a small smile.  Knowing damn good and well she should be making the best out of his final hours, she grabbed his phone from him. She hit record, smiled, and blew him a kiss. She tossed his phone back to him. 

“There! Now ya have it! It’s me forever blowing you a kiss while also kissing you goodbye.” 

[traceymhawk]

"Gimme more, MumMum? Pweeese? I like bacon too - I'm a people too!" #baci #bacicatmom #bacicat #tuxedocat #tuxedo #tuxedocats #tuxedocatsrule #tuxedocatsofig #catsofinstagram #instagramcats #cats_of_instagram