#SAY IT LOUDER 👏🏻

[wonder-worker]

It is of course possible that Richard (III) only advanced his own claim to the throne after he was informed by a deeply troubled Bishop Stillington that Edward V and his brother were illegitimate. It is possible, but highly implausible. The case finally put together concerning the bastardy of the princes, and enrolled in a parliamentary statute of January 1484, is theologically sound. It was that Edward IV had entered a pre-contract of marriage with Eleanor Butler before he had married Elizabeth Woodville and that this rendered his children by her illegitimate. Under canon law, had Edward IV entered a pre-contract of marriage with Eleanor Butler, all the children born of a later union, before or after Eleanor’s death, even if Elizabeth Woodville had been ignorant of the previous liaison, would have been illegitimate. In this respect the fact that Edward IV and Elizabeth Woodville had married clandestinely made matters worse. Moreover, it was perfectly acceptable in law to raise objection on these grounds several years after the event. The pre-contract story, in its final form, presented a strong legal case.

There are, however, several sound reasons for doubting its truth. While it is the case that parliament was a proper body to adjudicate on matters of inheritance that resulted from illegitimacy, in England in the later-fifteenth century an ecclesiastical court should have heard the original charge. And if it were true, why was it not put before such a court so as to remove all doubts? Moreover, even if it had been proved that Edward V and his brother were illegitimate, deposition was not the only course open to the protector. The stain of illegitimacy could have been removed by the ritual of coronation. Edward V, like Elizabeth I later, could have been declared legitimate and all doubts removed. Above all, the revelation of the princes’ bastardy was so timely and convenient as to leave little doubt in the minds of contemporaries that it was but the colour for an act of usurpation.

There is, too, a suspicious degree of confusion over the precise detail of the charge of illegitimacy as it was first advanced in June. Mancini’s account of the sermons and speeches hints at a change in the story. At first the charge appeared to be that Edward IV himself was a bastard; two days later it seems that the princes were. The first official government statement appears in a letter dated 28 June to the captain of Calais informing him that his oath of loyalty to Edward V was no longer valid. Many people, he was assured, had made similar oaths in ignorance of Richard III’s true title which had been shown and declared in a petition presented by the lords spiritual and temporal and the commons on 26 June, a copy of which was to be sent to Calais for publication. Unfortunately that copy has not survived. The earliest surviving version is, therefore, that transcribed as part of the parliamentary act settling the throne on Richard. This purports to reproduce that petition verbatim, but doubts have been cast on its veracity. It is possible that the final, official version, had been subsequently amended. Even so, there is no reason to doubt that the substance of the original petition of 26 June was the same as that reproduced in January: namely that ‘all the issue of the said King Edward been bastards’

It is difficult to avoid the conclusion that Richard III usurped the throne in June 1483. Perhaps in retrospect what happened appears more controlled and more deliberate than was in fact the case. We tend to favour a conspiratorial view of the past, where often a ‘cock-up’ theory might be more applicable. Did Richard III mastermind a brilliantly conceived and skilfully executed coup d’état? Or did it all happen in confusion, ignorance and fear? Richard might well have had a plan to take the throne by one means, but found that he had to change it as events developed.

... We should not assume that the usurpation was conducted according to a timetable; but there are nevertheless several observations that can be made with some certainty. The first is that Richard took and never surrendered the initiative. It is hard to sustain the idea that he was forced into usurpation by circumstances or by his rivals’ actions. He did not need to seize Rivers and his companions at Stony Stratford; he did not need to execute Hastings on 13 June. On both these occasions experienced politicians walked unsuspectingly into a trap. None of Richard’s victims in the summer of 1483 anticipated the fate awaiting them. In modern jargon, Richard was proactive, not reactive. The second observation is that Richard acted with unprecedented ruthlessness. His enemies were executed without trial. They were not in arms against their sovereign; they were not taken after battle and slain even under the colour of the law of arms. There was no pretence of lawful process. They were murdered in cold blood. The third observation is that Richard faced little opposition. Potential opposition was removed by pre-emptive strikes. The fourth observation is that he deposed a boy of twelve, his nephew, who on his own insistence had been placed in his trust.

The magnitude of what (Richard III) did should not be played down. Edward V was not of an age to have caused personal political offence. He could not be accused of tyranny, like Richard II, or gross incompetence, like Henry VI. He had begun to reign, but he had not yet ruled. The usurpation of 1483 was of a fundamentally different order to those of 1399, 1461, or even 1485. Those, whether justifiable or not, were acts of the last resort. In 1483, uniquely, deposition was used as a weapon of first resort.

-A.J Pollard, "Richard III and the Princes in the Tower"

[witchwhaat]

men's fs let's go 💀

[bigfatbimbo]

Could we possibly get more boycunt Lucifer Drabble/hc? I could die happy between that man’s thighs, he deserves to be sat on readers face and tongue fucked till he can’t cry anymore👏🏻💛💛

You guys REALLY like Lucifer’s wack shapeshifting boy pussy, huh? I mean, hey, me too. So here’s some short headcanons. Loves when you eat him out. Like do it for HOURS until his voice is totally gone from screaming and all he can do is whimper and whisper for you to keep going. Definitely wraps his legs around your head when you’re between his thighs, trying to push you deeper. Has his hands in your hair tugging roughly, as well. Now, would he ride your face? YES HE WOULD!! Like vigoursly fucking himself on your tongue as he cries out. He has his hands in your hair then too because he needs something to gasp onto for support. He makes such terrible demonic ass noises, like he sounds like he’s getting fucking murdered man it’s wild. You’d pull away for a second and be like “…um, do you want me to stop?” And he looks down at you with tears steaming down his face and whines and begs for you to keep going. So fingering for him is complicated because, of course it feels good, but really it’s just a starting point. It always leads him wanting more because the sensation just isn’t enough, he needs your strap or dick. But if say you two are just having a quickie before going somewhere, this is a fantastic way to distract him for the rest of the day. Like dragging him off to a different room, putting your hand over his mouth, and shoving your fingers in his cunt. Watch tears prick in the corner of his eyes as your hand muffles his desperate whines. Then, when he finally finishes, or hell, maybe right before, you pull your hand away and promise him you’ll fuck him the right way later tonight. I’ve already touched on this subject (LOTS) of times but i’m gonna say it louder for the people in the back. Lucifer wants to be fucked with the biggest toy you have. He needs you to fill him up completely while he desperately clings onto your neck and pulls you closer. Sits on your lap while you do it too. Maybe even leave little marks on his neck while you thrust up into him. Tears will be streaming, he’ll be sobbing so prettily in your arms. That stupid purple eyeshadow will be all fucked up.

[aryxchse]

Ary I know you're sick of me but like I literally love you and we're on the same wavelength so I have to tell you what my brain is cooking

Maybe NSFW headcanons with our sexy water boy🤭

If u need anymore ideas involving these headcanons just tell me girly I got you

(I think very unholy things about this man all the time so I always have ideas)

No pressure at all girly just wanna see ur take on this. Love you bestie🩵

percy jackson nsfw headcanons (aged up)

warnings ; a lot of nsfw stuff ig and reader is implied as female

a / n ; gurl what sickness shut up 🏃🏻‍♀️ literally love u, i dont write smut but im %100 ok w headcanons 🫶🏻 also hope u liked it bcs i didn't, and lmk if ya'll want a part 2

- we all know he's a sarcasm king so he'd be a little shit and tease you or act all cocky when you whine or want more of him

- and will make you speak up like "what was that princess? didn't hear you" such a bitch

- quickie 👏🏻 guy 👏🏻

- ever since he grew up and started to have at least a little more calm life, he dedicated his moments to you and believe me, he's 24/7 horny

- he could do anywhere he wants and the bad thing is you're okay w it because who can say no to him??

- he was so SO respectful on your first time but you gave him the power to be all cocky later

- he hates daddy, sir kink but will call you mommy or ma'am

- praise 👏🏻 guy 👏🏻

- praise him and boom cums right then and there

- also very pussy drunk and will ask you to eat you out with his puppy eyes

- likes to make inside jokes abt your sex life in front of the others but thank gods no one understands

- broke the headboard once because he's totally a headboard gripper

- boob guy

- will squish his face between them or his dick

- doesn't like toys because he's -like i said- cocky and thinks his own guy can do better than any of them (slay king)

- he's the type of guy who treats you like a princess normally but fucks you like you're his enemy in the bedroom

- he likes choking but as a way of holding you, he doesn't actually grip hard and make you go purple (even if you wanted to)

- will use his powers inside you to make you squirt or cum faster

- bites everywhere

- whimpers when you give head

- will moan louder to make you excited, also to make you know that you're doing amazing

- he's a total booktok guy in bed and he grins like a devil like mother taylor said

- he was kind of awkward in earlier of your relationship like when he was 16-17, but he's a total bastard in his 20-26's. because he's used to having you around now and he's all confident so yeah

- i ran out of ideas and i kinda cringed away from my own writing lmao 🏃🏻‍♀️

[midnight-vixn]

You want some thirsts?! Have a random sprinkling of headcanons from the smut fairy.

Satan growls. No moans, no gasps, not much talking. Just variations on growls, usually the deep bass-y rumble deep in his chest as he watches your face. He even growls his praise into your ear.

Asmodeus is an absolute GOD with his fingers and he'll play with you at any chance he gets. Under the table during a lesson? Don't mind him. RAD meeting? Best be quiet, gorgeous~. Movie night under a blanket? You'd better hope Mammon doesn't clock on.

Speaking of Mammon, he gets greedy for your pleasure. He's drawn one orgasm out of you, he wants more. More. MORE. It's like his brain switches off and he just needs you, his sin fully takes over and he just indulges in you until it's sated.

Diavolo loves having you "dressed" in dainty golden chains, jewels and precious gemstones. You're not his queen, you're his goddess, his deity, and he'll worship you the second you ask. He'll gift you with beautifully scented oils, perfumes and lotions that leave his bedsheets with a tiny lingering scent of you, even after they've been washed. Underneath your RAD uniform you just wear these little gold chains and jewellery so expensive it would make Mammon cry. But it's for Diavolo's eyes only.

Solomon is always in control. Whether he's on top or power bottoming. However, he's good at making you think you're in control. He keeps up the façade well until he starts getting close and the "switch" flips and the next thing you know you're pinned under him and he's absolutely feral above you. Smothering your face with kisses and giving bites to your neck as he wills himself to last just that bit longer as he enjoys your tightness around him.

Lucifer loves going down on you, maybe more than Beel, maybe. There's something about just playing with you that drives him insane. Maybe it's the fact you can't stop moaning his name with your fingers threaded into his hair. It's pure lust and passion, no thought going through your mind other than him and his name. That stokes a kind of pride in him that he's not felt in a long time. Knowing that you can think of nothing but him.

I had to physically lay down for a minute after reading all these sldksksk

I’m a firm believer that all the boys growl if you get them worked up enough during sex but Satan growling the most is so fitting!! He has this primal instinct that comes out when he fucks (I think Beel growls just as much)

Yesssss Asmo being willing to play with you/please you literally whenever you ask is such 🤤 the same goes reversed though, he’ll let you touch him whenever you want he has zero shame, though he prefers to be in his room where things can get extra steamy he’ll gladly let you rub his growing erection under the desk in class.

Oh yes yes yessss Mammon is soooo greedy for you!!! For your kiss, your touch, your taste, he constantly needs more!! If you think you’re only fucking for one round with him you’re sorely mistaken

Oh goooood Diavolo showering you in riches, gifting you expensive dainty jewelry to wear, maybe even expensive lingerie to wear under you uniform and only he knows about it. Mmmmm Diavolo who buys you a choker/collar with a little heart charm that has a D engraved on it 😵‍💫🤤 just so everyone knows who you belong to.

Solomon is a switch you’re right say it louder👏🏻 he loves to be under you and watch your fucked out face as he fills you up but will just as quickly flip you over and ram into you like a toy.

Lucifer being so in love with eating you out that if you give him a certain look and spread your legs apart he’s instantly hard. He’s pulling you away to the nearest vacant room and pulling your underwear off so he can worship you with his tongue.

[wifeyoozi]

The teaser itself for maestro as a new carat made me realise that ai could never take over the music industry because no ai could do the magic lee jihoon does in his studio

SAY 👏🏻 IT 👏🏻 LOUDER 👏🏻

[faerytale-creature]

I’m gonna say it louder again for the people in the back who clearly CAN’T QUITE HEAR

say it with me kids

MARCELINE 👏🏻 IS 👏🏻 CANONICALLY 👏🏻 BLACK 👏🏻

now stop bitching about it and fuck off

[lovethelifeyoulive123]

Say it louder Sydney👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

[valeskakingdom]

REQUEST PLEASE 👏🏻

Something soft, if possible.

Reader catches Jerome looking in the mirror, acting a little sad. The reason: his scars. When she brings it up, he reacts angrily and tells her to fuck off. Maybe they slept together before???? Then the next time he shows up at her place, he lets her touch and kiss his scars! PLEASE I NEED THIS 😭🥺❤️

SORRY THAT IT TOOK ME SO LONG😭😭😭 I hope you love what I have written

"Fuck, don't stop Jerome!" You moaned louder, digging your nails into his back deep enough to leave dark red and bloody scratch marks on his back.

You couldn't hold back your moans, even if you wanted to. Jerome did everything to keep your mouth open. With all his strength he trusted im his long hard member into you, hitting all your sweet spots that you had barely time to really breath. He was fast, when you though pulled out he hit another spot already. It was like a marathon of moans.

You knew, you were about to cum any second. Your core was aching, your legs were shaking, your lips were swelling, and the knot in your stomach was building up already. The problem was: Jerome wouldn't let you cum without his command. If you didn't obey, punishment will follow. He didn't like it when you just cum whenever you liked. He was the one who should enjoy the view of you when you came at the right time - not anything else. He formerly hated it when you decided to cum, because it wasn't your task - it was his. He was the dominant one and not you.

"Don't you dare and cum, yet, doll," Jerome kept thrusting in you, but now he wrapped his hand around your throat, tightening his grip "This beautiful view should last a little longer"

It was hard for you not to cum now. Your body told you and even signalized you l, you couldn't wait any longer with all the pain and shaking and the knot in your lower region.

"P-please, Jerome. I-..." It was too late. You came when he thrusted his member into you for another time and hit your sweet sensitive spot. You almost screamed in pleasure, your body was shaking and the knot in your stomach loosened. You knew, you'd be punished for that but you didn't care. You needed to cum.

"Oh," Jerome suddenly stopped all his movements, even pulled out his member. He just squatted in front of you, frowning. He was surprised and staggered that you just came without his command "I see, we're disregarding a certain rule now. Since when are you making the rules, doll? Can't remember we changed a thing."

He stood up, watching you like a predator its little prey. For you it was more than exciting. Pins and needles covered your body, your puls was running, your breathing fastened and your hands were shaking a little. You felt your blood rushing through your veins, as if you were running a marathon. His look at you was piercing, you couldn't stare away from it.

"So many things I wanna do to you," Jerome bit his lip, his teeth were deep in his flesh "Ugh, I don't know where to even start!"

He walked up and down in a very slow pace. He was staring at nowhere while many thoughts crashed his mind. Should he start teasing you again? Or just ram his member into you to make you scream? Should he bite you first, leaving marks on your body to show everybody you're his? Or should he include some of his weapons in your little sex act? Should he play with a knife on your skin, leaving scratches on your body? Or should he scare you with a gun? Or should he strangle you with ropes? All these ideas seemed so pleasant to him.

But when he took a look in the mirror, everything changed instantly. His motivation, his thoughts, his look, his mood - it either disappeared or because not interested enough anymore.

The thing that turned Jerome into an annoyed, fierced man was his face. He knew after his face was stolen, it left pretty bad scars...but that they looked so bad? That his face would look so disgusting? It was a shame, especially because you see him like that day by day. That you didn't say a word...did you do it expose him?, he thought, that was cruel, even for you.

"Jerome?" You asked him, frowning, since he abruptly stop the whole sex and teasing act. You wondered what's up with him. He's never been that quiet all of a sudden, especially when you were about to have sex. He usually was the most eager person for that but now he was the complete opposite.

"You're okay?" You asked again when he didn't respond. You really worried about him. What was wrong? Did you do something wrong? Did he have a bad thought about anything stupid? What was it?

"I was just," He interrupted himself, thinking "I was just thinking. You know, there's a lot I'm dealing with momentarily. Oswald, Mad Hatter, you," He chuckled kind of embarrassed "I'm up for a blowjob. Clears my head." He smirked, trying to change the subject - but it failed.

"You looked at your face, right?" You sighed, you knew this would come up sooner or later "Is it because of your scars?" Whenever he was staying over night, you heard him mumbling things like how much he hated his face after the certain incident.

"Ugh," Jerome sighed in annoyance, rolling his eyes "Don't get on my fucking nerves with that topic! I'm tired of hearing all this shit about my face and my scars. 'Your scars don't look bad Jerome' 'It's okay to have scars Jerome'. You know nothing!" Out of nowhere he grabbed all his clothes, putting them on and stormed out of the room, shutting the door close with a strength you usually knew when he was mad at someone.

You were surprised and confused by Jerome's acting. What made him so upset now? Was it really his scars on his face? Did he really think he was ugly or something? No, never. Jerome would never be that soft, would he? That's practically impossible! Jerome was a crimjnal, a cold hearted killer without real feelings, he cared about nothing besides himself. He usually saw himself as the perfection in person, like a God or something. He never complained about the way he looked like. So why now?

***

It’s been days since the incident, and you haven’t seen Jerome yet. You didn’t even heard of him, not even in the news. It was like he was gone, as if he was dead like the last time. What happened to him? What was he doing? Where was he at all? Did the cops catch him? Was he back busted in Arkham?

So many thoughts went through your head that you weren’t even able to sleep really. You cared way too much about that motherfucker than he did. You loved him more than anything, he meant everything to you. He was your world. You just could think of him. You saw a couple, you thought it was Jerome and you. You saw a car, you thought it was him driving to you. An assassin happened in town, you thought it was him. It was all about him - always.

You were watching the news in the evening, in the hope Jerome would be mentioned, but as in the other days, it was not. Just any idiots robbed a bank, someone stole a car, the Mad Hatter attempted to kill people but it failed deeply… things like that.

You sighed for yourself, you were clearly worried about your boyfriend. You were wondering what was going through his head, whether he was extremely mad at you, whether you wanted to see you at all anymore, whether he had someone else already. When it was about Jerome, you were an over-thinker. You wanted everything to be perfect, you wanted him to be with you forever, you should never argue - but this situation was the complete opposite. Everything went wrong.

After a while you suddenly heard a knock on your door. You flinched a little since you didn’t expect someone would want to visit you in the late evening. All your friends distanced themselves from you a little when they heard you and Jerome were a couple. They loved you for sure but they also knew who Jerome was. They knew he’d control you, he’d be constantly around you, he’d do anything to split them apart from you because he owned you.

You looked through the spy, you couldn’t believe your eyes. Was it a dream? It had to be a dream! It was Jerome who was standing in front of the door. You were happy about that for sure! He didn’t leave you alone!

“Open the door, doll,” Jerome stood close to the door looking at the spy from the outside, “See, I’m back. Didn’t ya miss me?” Instantly, you tore the door open and jumped in his arms. You missed him so much, these days were so horrible without him. They felt like never ending.

“Where were you the hole time? I missed you! Why didn’t you-…” you had so many questions you wanted to ask him but you interrupted by him.

“I’ll answer all your questions soon, doll,” Jerome placed a finger on your lips to shush you “But now let’s get some food. I haven’t eaten all day, work was kinda hard.” Shortly after he finished his sentence, you pulled inside your apartment to the kitchen to make him a sandwich. Now was the time where you were pulled in into the vicious circle - again you wanted everything to be perfect that he wouldn’t dare to leave you for another time. You made him his favorite sandwich, a bacon cheese sandwich, and served him some water to drink.

“Thank you, doll” Jerome took a bite in it “Mhhh, I almost forgot how good your sandwiches are.” He took another bite in it “Wow,”

“I’m glad you like it.” You just smiled while watching him eating the whole sandwich. You still couldn’t believe he was with you again. He came out of nowhere! It was like he wanted to surprise you with his appearance, he wanted you to believe he was gone again “You want some more?”

“Oh, no, I’m fine with that” he said after eating up the sandwich “Well, I assume you’re a little surprised of my sudden coming after my disappearing. You know,” Jerome tried to find the right words “I needed time. I needed time for myself to then realize I like you more than I thought. And this might be the reason why I have a problem with my face because, I want you to like me that way too. Tadaaa! HAHA. There it is!” He was clearly embarrassed, giving you that answer, he just tried to overplay it.

“But Jerome,” You actually couldn’t believe what he said. It was all because he thought you wouldn’t like him anymore because of his scars? That’s ridiculous! You didn’t care about his look, you cared about him for being him. That was all! What would change your feelings for Jerome through the scars? Nothing! Scars are natural, they’re normal, there’s nothing to be disgusted of it “You know that I love you. Why should I loose my feelings for you because of some stupid scars? They don’t change your character, they don’t change you!”

“A gentleman does everything to please the girl he likes most.” Jerome said “One thing could change anything.”

“But not for me, Jerome” You cupped his face, staring into his eyes deeply “As I said, I love you for being you. Who cares about scars?” Then you examined his face, looking at every scar detail “I kinda like them, they suit you. Give you some killer skills.”

Jerome just stared in your eyes for a while. You could see his eyes were shining bright like all the stars in space together. He seemed happy about your words. He seemed happy to her that really nothing would change your mind about him. Because, what he would never admit, he had feelings for you, very strong feelings. He couldn’t be without you. You were his life energy, you were the light to his darkness, the tower of strength. Without you he’d be helpless because you were the calm side that always pushed him back when he was about to be too chaotic.

After a while he cupped your cheeks and pressed his lips against yours. You could feel the love and passion through this kiss, you could feel that you and him were the happiest people in Gotham now, nothing could bring them apart. Nothing would ever destroy their love and affection for each other. Their bond was stronger than ever now. Maybe they loved one another even more than before.

They knew they never wanted to be separated again. No matter what happened, nothing would tear them apart.

That was clear.

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

🎉 1,000 FOLLOWER EVENT 🎉

🪶Being Karasuno's Manager 🪶

🏐 Training Camp Edition Pt. 3🏐

With interruptions from Karasuno, Nekoma, Fukurodani, Shiratorizawa, Inarizaki and Seijoh

Karasuno featuring Shiratorizawa, Seijoh, Nekoma, Inarizaki, and Fukurodani x Female Manager

Part 1 🏐 Part 2 🏐 Part 3 🏐 Part 4

Warnings: Swearing

Finally part coming tomorrow!

✨️Please Like, Comment and Reblog to show Support ✨️

PSYCH 🤣🤣🤣🤣 you thought today would be calmer?

Oh YN you are so so SO naive you absolute angel

Ok we only have three days of camp left

Score 🙌🏻

That means day 3 is spent with Nekoma and Day 4 will be spent with SHIRATORIZAWA 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻

I also heard a rumor 👂🏻 that the coaches have a something special planned 👀

But we'll get to that later

First we must survive!

And nothing says "survival" like Nekoma 😅

Please Kenma is always in survival mode on the court

After breakfast-

Yes they let you eat breakfast alone 🤩

Because Kai made them 😅

You head to the gym Nekoma is playing in

You pass Fukurodani, who all bid you good morning

"YN PLEASE COME BACK TO ME"- Bokuto

"Bokuto you'll see YN later"- Akaashi

"Yeah shut yer trap Bokuto. Anyways YN totally wants to come back to our team"- Atsumu

"In your dreams"- Oikawa now squaring off with Atsumu

Please what a sight 😭

The money I would PAY

you just roll your eyes and continue walking

Kuroo is totally waiting for you at the entrance to the gym

"YN I'm so glad you get to be with us! You're so small! Like a pocket sized YN"- Lev, blazing past Kuroo to hug you

"Lev istg don't you dare ruin this for us!"- Yaku, now kicking Lev

"Sorry in advance YN"- Kenma walking past you to the gym, eyes on his phone

"Kenma! Knock it off!"- Kuroo

Kai is just standing there like 🤦‍♂️ and they wonder why we don't have a manager 🙄

Shibayama, Inouka and Fukunaga are pretty chill

Sure they are excited but like they know how Nekoma is

Notice how I purposely left someone out 🙃

Yamamoto had promised Tanaka and Noya he will guard you with his life

Please it's actually the same has having Tanaka and Noya

Suna and Ginjima walk past you and say hi

Yamamoto freaks out

"You shouldn't even be BREATHING the same air as YN"- Yamamoto

Please smack him yn 🤚🏻👦

"Yamamoto shut up"- you, walking away

Please he would totally be in love with you because you touched him and scolded him 😫

He's literally Tanaka and Noya in this situations 👇🏻

I couldn't find the gif 😫😫😫

Honestly I feel like Nekoma would probably be the team to take your advice to heart

"Lev, don't spread your arms out when you block"- you, sweetly say

"Ok YN!!! I wont"- Lev 😍

"I TOLD YOU NOT TO DO THAT!"- Kuroo and Yaku say at the same time

You are also excellent at encouraging the man known as Kenma

"Hey Kenma, can you show me that cool A-pass thing? It looks like a move from a video game!"- You, smiling 😃

Kenma 👉🏻👁👄👁 I absolutely can-

Kuroo is kind of jealous of you but also like hella impressed 🤣

When Shibayama steps into sub for Yaku, you shout even louder, encouraging him to do a good job

"Geez YN you didn't shout that loud for me?"- Yaku, pouty

"Yes she did! You probably just didn't hear her because you are so short Yaku"- Lev

Yaku 👇🏻

"Yaku bby I'll make sure to scream extra loud for you next time"- You

"HEY WHY DIDNT I GET A NICKNAME YN??"- Atsumu screams from across the gym

"YN I WANT A NICKNAME"- Bokuto also screams

"SEE WHAT TROUBLE YOU'RE CAUSING YN"- Daichi, smirking

"You said just last night again how much you miss YN calling you 'sweetheart'"- Asahi, pointing out the obvious

"You miss me Daichi?"- you 🥺

"I miss you more YN!"- Oikawa

Iwa Please 🤚🏻

"IWA-CHAN!"- Oikawa now laying on the floor

This camp is going so well 😃

After a restful night sleep, you tackle your final team of camp

the SHIRATORIZAWA 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻

Please, the least chaotic of the teams

"At least it's an easy day" you think to yourself after your leave the bathroom

Whoa whoa there YN 🤚🏻 I never said it was going to be easy

"YNNNNN"- Tendou screams, barreling at you

"Geez Tendou, we haven't even had Yn for .02 seconds as our manager chill out!"- Semi, already exhausted

"Hello YN"- Ushijima 😐

Please you know Hinata is just staring in the corner 😳

"Yoohooo YN-Chan good morning!! I bet you wish you could be our manager again?"- Oikawa, Iwaizumi at his heels

"If you would have come to Shiratorizawa, YN could have been your manager again"- Ushijima

Oikawa 👉🏻👁👄👁

Please YN get control 😃

"Alright let's go!"- you ushering everyone to the gym

"YN come watch me do liners!"- Goshiki, a bubbly boi

"YN is helping the team not just watching you"- Shirabu

Goshiki deflates

"I'd love to watch you do line shots Goshiki! And Shirabu I heard your pretty good at setter dumps as well"- you

Shirabu totally blushes and Tendou is like 🖐🏻👁⭕️👁🖐🏻

"Shirabu's not better at setter dumps than I am right YN?"- Kageyama now intervening

"I'm way better than you are Tobio"- Oikawa

You 👉🏻😐 🚶‍♀️

Just walk away YN it's better this way

When Shiratorizawa is playing against Fukurodani, Ushijima hits a wicked kill making a loud bang on the floor

"Wakatoshi that was amazing!!"- you beaming with joy

Ushijima just smiles at you 🙂

Please everyone is stunned 😲

Bokuto is now fired up because he saw how you praised Ushijima

Bokuto 👉🏻 🔥 👄 🔥

When Tendou is able to block, you lose your mind screaming

Kuroo is definitely jealous 💅🏼

He's totally muttering to himself

Readblockingissomuchbetterthanguessblocking- kuroo

When Semi is up to serve, he scores a service ace, sending you screaming yet again

Suga is SO jealous 🤣

"Whats that guy got that I dont"- Suga

"Is someone jealous 🙃🙃"- Daichi, rubbing it in

"I think YN should just be our Manager"- Kawanishi

"I'll admit YN is very efficent"- Ushijima 😐

"Over our dead body will you get YN!"- Tanaka and Noya

Please smack them

"Guys, I'm sorry but I'm devoted to Karasuno"- You, smiling sweetly 😊

Please you made them all so sad YN

But luckily I have something to cheer everyone up!!

That's right, the boys are getting a BBQ!!!

But wait 🤚🏻

That's for the boys mainly right??

"I'd like to say a special thank you to the managers of our training camp! They have worked so hard these past few days. As a reward, you ladies will have the entire night off!"- Coach Nekomata

"Yay that means YN can hang out with us!"- Tanaka, Noya and Yamamoto

🎆No🎆 -you 🤗

Tanaka, Noya and Yamamoto 👉🏻😭😭😭

"Ohhh I know!! Let's have a sleepover!"- Yukie

"YES!!!"- Kiyoko, Yachi, Kaori and you scream in excitement

Please these boys hear the words "sleep" and "over" combined and they are automatically intrigued

"Sleepover you say"- Atsumu 😏

"As in all the girls in one room"- Oikawa 🤤

You just stare at them 😐

"NO BOYS ALLOWED"- You yell as you, Kiyoko, Yachi, Yukie and Kaori skip away

Sure YN, whatever you say 🙃🙃🙃

[jakexneytiri]

YES JAKE IS A GOOD DAD SAY IT LOUDER FOR THOSE IN THE BACK 👏🏻👏🏻

JAKE SULLY IS NOT A BAD FATHER 🗣🔊‼️

[cloudlessly-light]

bestie. one request. 👏🏻 pussy 👏🏻 slapping 👏🏻 until 👏🏻 she 👏🏻 comes

Okay this was new and really fun to write, so I hope you like it! (And that you don't mind that some other stuff was added)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Smut, rough, oral, orgasm control, dom Hotch, sub Emily

Emily could feel her whole body shaking Aaron fucked into her from behind. His hand was tangled in her hair, his other hand bruising her hip as he pulled her back against him with a low groan.

“You’re close aren’t you baby?” He muttered and she could hear the pleasure in his voice, could picture his smirk as he felt her clenching around him.

“Y-yes.” It was barely audible, a low, breathy sound falling from her lips as her hands fisted the sheets.

“You know the rules.” He reminded her and she wanted to swear at him, but knew that if she did it would only turn worse for her. “Don’t you baby?” He was suddenly breathing against her ear, his body wrapping over hers as he let her go, his voice making her shiver.

“I do.” She grunted through clenched teeth as he dragged his hips lazily against hers, slowly edging her closer to the edge by each thrust.

“Tell me.” He ordered casually and she was once again amazed at his restraint, how he could seem so unaffected.

“No coming unless you say so.” The words are rushed and mumbled as she tries to put words together through blurred pleasure.

“That’s right, good girl.” He praised her, turned her face to kiss her and pushed his tongue against hers as she opened her mouth to him. Aaron could see the strain on her entire body, could feel her clenching around him and he knew that she wouldn’t last much longer. With a dark snicker he pulled out of her, watched as she deflated right in front of him. “Turn over, head on the edge.”

Emily obliged without question, rolled onto her back and let her head hang over the edge as she looked up at him. This was familiar, the position one of his favorites and when his heavy cock fell in front of her face she immediately relaxed her jaw. He felt heavy in her mouth, shaft soaked with her and dripping precum, the taste of them mixing on her tongue as he slowly fed her his cock.

Aaron looked down at her through heavy eyelids, watched as her mouth closed around his shaft, could see the way she swallowed around him as he slowly fucked her face. He groaned lowly as she took him in, the feeling of her warm mouth and wet tongue nearly made his knees buckle. He busied himself by pulling her nipples, held back another groan as her moan vibrated around him as one hand continued down her body.

Her clit was swollen as his finger traced it, her hips buckling into his touch as her nails dug into the back of his thighs. His hips jerked against her in response, forcing him deeper down her throat and Emily gagged, the sound delicious to him. With a smirk he slapped her clit gently and her body jolted. He did it again, hissed as her muffled moan became louder.

Aaron pulled back enough for her to take a few deep breaths, could see the wild want in her eyes as she looked up at him.

“Make me come.” He told her lowly and she nodded, her lips already wrapping around his head as he rolled her hips against her face.

It didn’t take long, Emily knew his body and she used it to her advantage. She let him fuck her throat as her fingers gently cradled his heavy balls, her fingers tickling the loose skin as she moaned and gurgled around him. When the first spurt of cum hit her tongue she was quick to focus on his head, her hand jerking his shaft until he was spent and his sounds of pleasures quieted down to low words of praise.

Aaron took a step back as he tried to catch his breath, watched as she swallowed his release with a grin and he smiled back at her.

“Dirty girl.” He made his way back onto the bed, pulled her with him until she was kneeling beside him, her shoulder pressing against his chest as his arm wrapped around her waist. “You want to come?” He whispered against her ear and Emily was quick to nod.

“Please.” Her eyes closed at his proximity but opened with a whimper when she felt his hand slap against her clit. Her legs closed on instinct but Aaron shook his head.

“Open.” He waited until her legs spread, knees digging into the bed and he kissed her jaw. “If you want to come, this is how you do it.” He slapped her clit again, could hear her hiss as his fingers came back wet.

“Aaron, please I don’t think I can.” She gripped the arm around her waist, her blunt nails digging into his skin as he slapped her quickly three times.

“Oh I think you can.” He nuzzled her neck, licked over her pulse as he slapped her again, this time softer and in rapid succession. This time the moans were less pained, her hips jerking into his touch. He grinned into a rough kiss, swallowed down another moan as he continued to slap his palm against the bundle of nerves.

“Fuck…” She grunted through clenched teeth as the pressure in her stomach built slowly. It was too slow, each smack from his hand getting her closer but not making her fall of the edge. She could feel her body trembling in his hold, her center swollen from his touch and he snickered in her ear.

“That’s it Emily, such a good girl for me.”

She whimpered at the praise, could feel her orgasm spreading as he quickened the pace of his slaps but not the pressure. It was agonizing and a high all the same, her body feeling like it was on fire as she grinded desperately into his touch.

“Can I come?” She whined, she was sure her hands on his arm would leave bruises, knew that he would relish each one in the morning. She could feel him nodding against her neck before she heard him and she almost sobbed in relief.

“Come for me.”

His hand came down harder, the sting making her body buckle as the orgasm ripped through her body. She screamed out as he held her still, his hand continuing to tap against her clit as she felt the pleasure through her entire body. She doubled over as he whispered calming words against her ear, his hand turning gentle against her as she slowly relaxed.

When her world started to make sense again, her vision unblurring and heartbeat slowing she was on her back, Aaron beside her and stroking a warm, comforting hand over her waist.

“Was it what you thought it would be?” He smiled warmly as she nodded and pulled him into a soft kiss.

“It was better.”

[joanna-lannister]

Cersei’s story is basically a horror story of the codification of women’s sexuality in a patriarchal society because the thing is that while her story is “sexual” it’s not “sexy.” Cersei isn’t “lustful” or a “nymphomaniac”, sleeping with other men disgust her, she said it herself, she only enjoys having sex with Jaime who she loves and she resorts to using her body to get what she wants because she has literally no other weapons in her arsenal.

Jaime has the privilege to associate sex with love, Cersei on the other hand has been forced to dissociate her brain from what her body has to do and since she dealt with Robert’s marital rape for years on end, a lifetime of sex-based oppression, she doesn’t associate the act with emotions or love and honestly that’s how she probably kept sane for as long as she did. AGoT Cersei is a lot more mentally together than AFFC Cersei and this sort of compartmentalization is what lets her achieve it.

It doesn’t count as a choice when a woman is reduced to her body and even when she tries to use it to gain a modicum of power still isn’t given the agency over it when her society chooses to punish her for it. It’s not “erotic” or “comical”, it’s utterly tragic.

FINALLY, SOMEONE SAID IT! 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

Cersei’s story is basically a horror story of the codification of women’s sexuality in a patriarchal society because the thing is that while her story is “sexual” it’s not “sexy.” Cersei isn’t “lustful” or a “nymphomaniac”, sleeping with other men disgust her.

THIS, and I cannot believe even some actual Cersei fans miss the point and depict her as someone promiscuous [yes, because I have seen it], who would enjoy sex with someone else when, except for Jaime, all of her encounters were never for love or pleasure. Her feminity is her only weapon in this world, something she was taught from a very young age, that's how she perceives it. And she found herself with no real choice, but to use it because in her mind, those encounters were the only way to protect herself/her family or to grasp some kind of power despite the fact she had no desire for those men, no attraction, and she had no enjoyment performing the sexual act with them. A woman trapped in a patriarcal society, wishing she could share her bed only with the man she loves yet, learnt sex doesn't equate with love in the most monstruous way, and is forced to use her body to gain some safety and power, is even punished for it, has to endure sexual violence and other abuses... how people cannot realize the horror behind this and think Cersei is some kind of vamp using her charms because she is thirsty for sex? "Tears aren't a woman's only weapon. The best one's between your legs. Learn how to use it." This isn't Cersei drunkenly admiting she is enjoying using this weapon. This is Cersei being sarcastic about what she had to go through to survive by exposing the harsh truth of the world they live in to Sansa, and this is utterly painful.

Jaime has the privilege to associate sex with love, Cersei on the other hand has been forced to dissociate her brain from what her body has to do and since she dealt with Robert’s marital rape for years on end, a lifetime of sex-based oppression, she doesn’t associate the act with emotions or love and honestly that’s how she probably kept sane for as long as she did.

SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK!

It doesn’t count as a choice when a woman is reduced to her body and even when she tries to use it to gain a modicum of power still isn’t given the agency over it when her society chooses to punish her for it. It’s not “erotic” or “comical”, it’s utterly tragic.

EXACTLY! And I think S7 and S8 perfectly sum up the tragedy of it all. "I'm the Queen of the Seven Kingdoms, I'll do as I please." That line, that single line, is more meaningful than it looks like at first glance. By holding the ultimate position of power in the Realm as the Queen Regnant, Cersei believes she gained the agency she had always craved; Jaime and her can live together as a couple and she can keep Euron at bay but then, the illusion starts to crack in S8. She may sit on the Iron Throne yet, her gender in such a patriarcal world still defines how [most] men value her, aka as a hand in marriage and a womb to bear their heir. And to protect herself and her baby, she has once again to resort to the old schemes she hoped she was done with and is coerced into sex, and that power she now have between her hands eventually doesn't fulfill her expectations of freedom and safety.

Again, I'm so sorry for the very very LATE answer. 😔

[shit-talk-turner]

We could very well still have made a loud guitar record after all. If the music had asked for it, I think I would have obediently followed. When we finished touring in 2019, everything pointed in that direction. Much louder than Tranquility Hotel, in any case. But that started to shift towards a different direction and that's why we took a break from it at the time. I was afraid I would start forcing things. And sometimes you just have to accept the fact you can't go back to the riffs from ten years ago. At the end of the tour I knew what kind of songs I wanted to do, with the lights of the stage still in my eyes and the thundering roars of the audience in my ears. Big, loud guitars should have been part of that. That's what I'm gonna do! I even put on my motorcycle boots to get a hold of that mood. But that didn't feel right in the end, as said. You're not that person anymore, your music wants to go in a different direction. Then I can only follow that. The only reason we now can not make a loud guitar record in all peace and comfort, is because we're still Arctic Monkeys. Everyone has grown up, the essence of the band has grown with us. The faces are a bit more round, the boys call their children instead of their parents, but the feeling remains the same. Life itself happened – and not in an unpleasant way. It's all good, everything."/ 😭❤ How can anyone not love and admire this man? This guy is a genius. And I'll say more, no one forces him to do anything, he does what he wants because he knows exactly the direction of things he wants and believes.

👏🏻👏🏻

[thelonesomequeen]

We actually don’t love her. We’ve said before it’s possible to acknowledge something is real without liking it. It’s wild to me that people can’t grasp that concept 🦎 //

👏🏻 Please say this louder for the people in the back 👏🏻

He’s married. He seems happy. Let him be. Don’t like it? Don’t support it.

If you can handle sitting back and watching the train wreck for amusement’s sake, put down the phone/laptop/tablet and go outside. It’s autumn! It’s gorgeous out. It’s also spooky season. Celebrate that!

[majorbisexualpanic]

for george his physical ability to kill someone can be easily boosted by his willingness to kill - i fully believe that if george chose murder he would do it with 100% conviction and that alone would give him a window of time where he was completely unstoppable. no thoughts only evisceration. don’t underestimate the power of a healthy dollop of crazy that undoubtedly runs through his veins

SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK ANON. 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻