#and he's fucking slimy lol. which i Love

[bylertruther]

i don't like season three when viewing it as a continuation of seasons one and two, but i do very much like season three when viewing it as the prequel to seasons four and five... hmmmmm.

[hentyehottie]

-| hi my newfound love 💕

i bring to thee pervy thoughts to satiate your kinktober thirst 💦

STAY WITH ME NOW ….

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N-NAGA!BAKUGO 🐍

Naga!Bakugo who stands about 7ft tall at his full height. Thick, muscular arms crossed over his bulging pecs that lead to into perfectly chiseled abs and tapers into a massive corded serpentine tail that he uses to prep you before stretching your tight little hole out with his two slimy ✨cocks✨

do with this what you will ❤️

Kinktober day 1 and only 🤪

Ngl it took forever but I got it done lmaooo excuse mistakes I never proofread

Pairing: Naga!Bakugo x Explorer Chubby Black!Fem Reader

c/w: 18+ MDNI

chileeeee 😭 monster fucking, oviposition, tail fucking, kats has two cawks, oral (m!receiving), language ofc, Katsuki hates humans, Katsuki’s 100 yrs old at least, he’s also a lil mean but I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t sprinkle a little praise here and there, venom intoxication, full nelson position, cervix fucking, girl you a babymama now 🤤 ❀ let me know if I’m missing any tags ❀

inspo behind his look lol

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Something wasn’t right about this forest, so many sinkholes and underground traps lingered around the bunker-like caves.

Which is exactly why you’re limping back to your camp. You’d lost your canteen, which meant you had no drinking water for the night. Fortunately, you had somewhere warm and sheltered to sleep.

You entered the bunker you’d claimed for yourself. This one was the least creepy of them all, lacking the furs and animal carcasses you’d seen in a couple of the others.

At the entryway you kicked off your boots, not wanting to track dirt and mud inside. The tapestry you’d brought gave you a decent amount of privacy, kept you hidden from whatever might’ve been lurking outside, however it couldn’t hide you from something already inside.

“Oi, it’s about time, who the fuck are you?” He snarled violently, tail curling around to push you the rest of the way inside. He’d been waiting on you to return all day, dying to see just who was bold enough to trespass amongst his territory.

He was huge, not only big and brutish but tall too, his head nearly grazing the cave’s ceiling as he raised up at you.

Katsuki hated humans. They were messy, disgusting and vile, destroying every place they’d come to inhabit.

So he’s absolutely seething when a ditzy little bitch makes herself comfortable right in the middle of his territory. Pinning your dumb little tapestry in the entryway, and leaving your things scattered.. neatly in a corner?

Okay whatever you didn’t make a mess, but still he’d spent days digging it out and getting it just right for his rut, only to have some human bitch trespassing while he was out collecting supplies.

“Oh I-.”

Terrified was an understatement as you looked everywhere but his face to to avoid his angry red eyes.

“You’re a..a…like a centaur..but a snake?” He heard you say. Should someone, or something like this even exist? You couldn’t help but wonder if he was the product of some freaky genetic splicing, or something conjured up from the deepest darkest depths of your monsterfucking fantasies.

His human or hunanoid half was absolutely beautiful. A very handsome face, even if it was fixed into a scowl, big muscled arms and an abdomen like a washboard. He wore golden cuffs on his arms and wrists, thick rings adorned a couple of his fingers. His body was thick and bulky, tapering down to a slender twelve foot long tail. His scales were black with splotches of tan, the underbelly that same sandy tan color.

“A Naga, dumbass. I don’t have time for ya little games, bitch. The hell are you doing in my den. Where’d you come from?”

“Your what? I’m traveling south and I just needed a camp for a few nights. Please don’t eat me, I’ll leave!” You were willing to beg the handsome creature for your life. You nearly fainted at the feel of his cold, scaly tail wrapping around and giving a deterrent squeeze.

“Don’t flatter yourself.” He snarled. The last thing he’d ever eat was a disgusting human, you’d probably taste like shit anyway, with all the garbage humans ate.

Now, a deer or a big fat juicy rabbit? He’d do just about anything for. He’d probably go hunting after he figured out how to dispose of you.

“So, what should I do with you, my chubby little bunny?”

His tone was taunting, you’re sure anything you suggested he’d laugh at, but you mustered up enough courage to speak anyway.

His gaze was fixed on you, red reptilian eyes daring you to make a move. He wanted you to run. He’d probably even stall a bit, give you a little leeway before hunting you down like the predator he was.

And when he found you he’d contemplate snapping your pretty little neck, or pumping so much venom into your veins that your blood solidified completely, or even gutting you like a fish and tossing you aside for the scavengers to deal wit-

“K-keep me?”

He stared at you like you’d grown another head.

“Keep you?” He spat the words like they were poison filling his mouth. He scoffed, nose turned up and brows bunched into a menacing scowl. “Fuck are you talkin’ about?”

He’d expected you to beg for a merciful death, totally caught off guard when you suggested such an impious request.

“L-like a pet or maid..I-I can cook or forage or…please you.” You reasoned with the monster, voice dying in your throat at the end of the statement. You knew there was no way he’d let you go unscathed, so you offered up the next best thing, you hoped.

The blonde stopped and looked down at you, arms crossed over the thick trunk of his body and squeezing his deliciously large pecs together, before his mouth turned up in a devilish smirk. Uncoiling his tail, he dropped you right on your butt.

“Don’t need a pet, but I do need an incubator.” Your eyes widened when his eyes fixated on your chubby tummy.

“Incubator?”

“Yeah,” His forked tongue flickered. “Ain’t got a mate, but I’m ready for a litter.“

He slithered the rest of the way to you, pulling you right into his arms. He pressed his cool fingers into your doughy body, pulling you right up against him. “You have the perfect body to bare my clutch, so you will.”

Sure, it was contradictory. He hated humans, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t use you and all of your warm holes, right?

“Either that or I stuff em’ into your corpse.”

He could smell your fear, along with the sweet scent of ovulation and it was absolutely intoxicating. Your scent alone made him fucking feral, made him want nothing more than to burrow deeper into his den and have his way with you, to pump you full of cum and then his eggs.

Which is exactly what he’d do. Make you pay for disturbing his peace and triggering his rut early.

“Gonna keep papa’s eggs nice and warm, right? Ya promise?”

You nod with so much force your head might fall off, flinching when his thin tongue flickered rapidly beside your ear.

“Good, now whad’ya say about pleasing me, Bunny?”

***

The naga is left speechless when you take the head of one of his cocks into your mouth. The warmth enveloping him like the tightest hug.

“Fuck…what a good little bitch.”

You responded with the faintest little ‘mhm’ staring up at him all starry-eyed and dazed. Your tongue ran up and down that thick vein, sending shivers up his spine.

Katsuki had fucked with plenty of Naga women, but none of them had ever taken his dicks into their mouth, too prude and snobby to commit such a profane act.

But humans—humans were the embodiment of sin, the epitome of absolute trash, and before now he’s never been more grateful for the scum of your race.

Because here you were, the sexiest plump little vixen he’d ever seen, on your knees with your tongue swirling around each of his heads, showing neither more attention than the other.

You squished one of them between your busom, fucking it with your tits while your mouth handled the other.

“Holy fuck.” The naga breathed out, palming your head to push you down onto his cock, the tip nudging the threshold of your throat. Katsuki’s mind was clouded with delirium, head thrown back as little grunts and groans were forced out of him.

He laced his fingers into your braids, the hair ties that held your bun long gone. He was surprisingly gentle, forming your hair into a ponytail to rut against your mouth.

You sucked his cocks like your life depended on it, because it did. You needed him to feel like you were worth keeping, not to be discarded after you’d given him a litter.

“S-stop.”

Of course you didn’t stop, too stupefied to even understand the command at first. The naga felt like putty in your hands, the rattle of his tail moving intensely fast, nearly beating against the ground to signal just how close he was.

Your tongue and throat tingled as you worked him with your mouth, pushing him closer and closer to a release that would’ve brought him to his knees if he had them.

“Stop…or I’ll kill ya.” Bakugou panted hard, breaths ragged and strained, giving your hair a rough tug.

He quite literally meant what he said, as much as he did want to paint your throat with his cum, you’d likely asphyxiate from all that semen.

Your mouth was off of him in an instant, staring up at him waiting for your next order. You were a delectable sight to behold. Saliva dripping from your chin onto your big tits.

He pulled you up into a sloppy kiss, coating your tongue and throat with venomous saliva. It made your mouth water, the more you swallowed it down. You were now covered in a light sheen of sweat, body lax in his arms and incredibly sensitive, signs that you ingested the poison well.

“Please! I want-I need your cocks! Need you to fuck m-me.” His venom had you slack-jawed and slurring, drool dripping from the corners of your mouth.

Katsuki loved a bitch who wasn’t too proud to beg, carnal urges roused and ready to give you all that you asked for.

“Gotta stretch that pretty pussy if you want both my cocks.”

You nodded, or at least thought you nodded, head swaying as he maneuvered you around. Now you have your arms looped around his neck as he holds you up by your knees.

You let out the most wanton moan when his rattle breached your cunt, gasping and panting like a whore when more and more of that thick tail made its way inside.

Your eyes squeezed shut and your mouth formed a wide ‘o’ as the rings of the his tail were sheathed deep into your cunt.

“Nice and warm.” His deep raspy voice lingers in your mind even after he’s spoken.

“Fuckkkk! I need more!” You cried out, cunt gushing more of your syrupy arousal around his tail and down your thighs.

“Doing s’good, I’ll give ya more.” He praised, fangs pressed into his lip as he slipped his tail out, rattle coated in your pussy’s cream.

Tears stung your eyes at the delicious stretch of his upper cock stuffing your cunt.

He bounced you up and down, loving how your warm, creamy pussy felt around him. With every thrust the head of his second cock bumped against your clit sending tremors through your body every single time.

He never wanted to leave the warmth of your cunt and quite frankly you didn’t want him to either with how you wrapped your thick thighs around him so tightly.

He was able to pry you off of him a little, just enough to position his second dick at your entrance.

Completely cock-drunk and dickmatized you’d probably die if he pulled out of you. You’d never been so full in your life, filled the the brim with this monster’s cock.

“You said you wanted both right?”

“Uhhuh?” You agreed to all of his questions if it meant keeping your life. Your mind was so clouded and hazy that you didn’t even process what he meant until he stuffed that second cock into your greedy cunt.

Shifting the position, he turns you around so that your back was against his front, cocks still stuffed inside as he handled you like you were featherlight. He lifts your legs up until he has them over his forearms, you’re now folded in half against him with his hands locked behind your head.

In an instant he’s moving again, holding you still and slamming into your pussy at a god-like speed. “Oooo shit.” You moaned, staring down at your bulging belly.

“You’re so stronggg.” Your praises pumped his ego, if that was even possible, the man already had so much confidence as it was. “Nghhh it’s s-so fucking good.”

“Yeah? Human whore loves my cocks?” He had the meanest grin on his face, basking in your praises.

“Yesssss, fuck yes.” You screamed, eyes crossed and tongue lolling out like a mad woman as he fucked you into oblivion.

“J-just like t-t-that.” You stuttered as you felt the peak of an orgasm creeping up on you.

It had just dawned on you, the blonde hadn’t even given you his name, if he had one.

“N-name..what’s your name.”

“Katsuki.” The Naga said, thrusts never faltering. He rarely gave his first name, especially to people he deemed beneath him. However, in a matter of moments you’d be the mother of his brood, of course he made an exception.

“Katsu…mmphhh. I’m gonna cum, Katsukiiii!” You whimpered out his name as you coated his cock with your juices.

“Oh f-fuck, what’s happening?” Your hooded eyes widened when the thick heads of his cocks pushed passed the ring of your cervix, sitting snug inside your womb and ready to deliver his clutch.

Play time was over, and Katsuki was ready to collect on that promise you made him.

Large and round, the first egg settled into your belly. One after the other he deposited six big eggs into your belly. The stretch was uncomfortable, heavy.

You weren’t even sure if you could stand holding so much extra weight. After all you’ve been through you weren’t sure if you could stand at all, honestly.

He finally lifted you off of his cocks, both semi flaccid and slowly retreating back into their slit. Your eyes were fixated below you, intrigued by the bright green slime that dripped out of your cunt but even more so by the swell of your tummy after being filled with the naga’s eggs.

You felt yourself being moved, until you were layed against your sleeping bag and few extra blankets you had brought to bundle up with.

You were drained— body covered in sweat and cum, belly stretched to capacity. You didn’t even want to think about how you looked right now.

“Oi, stay with me.” He slapped a calloused hand over your cheek a couple of times.

You floated in and out of consciousness but you kept your eyes locked on his crimson ones as best as you could.

“Did good.” He patted your head as you snuggled into his cool body, bulging belly jutting against his abdomen.

He rubbed a hand over your belly. ”S’good for me, gonna give me a strong litter.” He kissed your forehead and that’s all you could remember before consciousness evaded you.

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[bloodynereid]

would you do a roman roy imagine where he crashes shiv and the reader’s lunch cause he’s feeling jealous of shiv having the reader attention (like in childhood despite the reader being shiv’s age) and he and the reader’s long standing “will they-won’t they” finally ends?

Lunch Confessions

pairing: roman roy x fem! reader

a/n: hii sorry for taking so long to answer this request! hopefully i did it justice. i miss rome sm omg - COME HOME! for anyone who follows me for gen v sry lol i have a ton of other hyperfixations and i'm in the midst of my succession rewatch so...

tw: roman being his usual slimy self (only for a bit tho we love him), tom bashing (only a warning if you actually like him), swearing A LOT, rich people, allusions to sex

description: a lunch meeting with shiv takes an interesting turn...

The rain pattered against the glass of your car as you fixed your hair in the compact mirror. The slick leather seats slid under the fabric of your pants and a smile blossomed on your face. You were finally back in your favorite city, New York, after having to be abroad in Tokyo for a while. Father needed some help with the expansion over there and obviously he had decided to turn to his favorite daughter.

Your family founded and owned one of the most prestigious pharmaceutical companies in the world. It had been passed down from your grandfather to your father and then hopefully to you. Thankfully your other siblings weren’t exactly interested in running the family business, which meant less competition for the throne. You shuddered thinking about the fucking gladiator fight Logan had Shiv, Ken and Roman competing in.

Your youngest brother had started up his own tech firm in Silicon Valley and was doing pretty well for himself… even if he didn’t actually manage his fucking company. Your two sisters were influencers, or rather they liked to call themselves life-style promoters but still. 

Tracing shapes on the cool glass, you closed your eyes and took a deep, steadying breath. You were on your way to go see one of your closest friends from boarding school, Shiv motherfucking Roy. Your family had always been pretty close to the Roys, especially since Logan and your father had a whole deal going on about ATN, which even after years of being at the company he still hadn’t given you the exact details about.

Roman and Shiv were the only two of the whole family that you could really stand. Ken was sort of never around - instead he preferred the company of Stewie and various powders, Connor didn’t take anything seriously which constantly struck a nerve and Logan cycled through wives like they were the newest TikTok trend.

“Miss, we’re here.” You turned towards Ben and smiled before looking up at the building where you were having lunch with Shiv.

“Thanks Ben. Go ahead and park the car. It should be a few hours.”

“Of course Miss.” You smiled and waited as he got out of the car, opened up an umbrella before unlocking the car door. Your black boots met concrete as you stepped out into the cool Manhattan air. The heels of your books clicked against the sidewalk as Ben covered you with the umbrella and you made your way into the building.

The host smiled as he saw you walk in and quickly took out a menu before waiting for you to make your way over to the main desk.

“Hello Ms. L/N, how are you doing today?”

“Quite well. I have a reservation with Shiv Roy.”

“Of course, she has just arrived. Right this way.” You nodded and followed him as he made his way towards your usual table in the more private lounge area. You instantly spotted Shiv, her red hair hanging over her face like a curtain and her fingers moving quickly over her phone screen.

“Here we are.” The host said as he pulled out your chair and placed the menu in front of you. “Is there anything we can get for you at the moment?”

Shiv looked up and her face brightened when she realized you had arrived. She quickly locked her phone and looked up at the eager host.

“A bottle of the 1945 and some sparkling mineral water for each of us.” You said, quickly dismissing the host who nodded and left to procure your drinks.

“God hi I missed you.”

“Missed you as well Shivvy.” You smiled back at her and you quickly stood up and exchanged a short hug before settling back into your chairs.

“So how was Tokyo?”

“Busy. How’s Tom?”

“Well… he’s Tom.” 

You scrunch your nose up and Shiv chuckles slightly at your expression before she takes a sip of the wine you had ordered, which was currently being poured into your glass. You fall into easy conversation, taking turns to explain all the new company gossip as you order your food and start to dig into the Michelin star meal.

“Your dad is truly insane. I mean Pierce really?”

“I know, thank you!” You laugh when you hear a familiar voice in the distance, one that belonged to one of Shiv’s many brothers.

“You invited Roman?” You asked as you cut up another piece of food in frustration. Ok so maybe going to Tokyo wasn’t all because of your father… it might have also been because Roman was so fucking happy with Tabitha. Not that you didn’t like Tabitha but you and Roman had a thing. An unspoken thing sure but still a thing.

“Fuck! I mentioned I was going to have lunch with you today and I didn’t fucking realize-”

“Shiv, it’s fine. Trust me.” You sent a reassuring smile as you patted her hand in sympathy. This honestly happened pretty often. Roman had a habit of interrupting any kind of event you had scheduled with Shiv, it had been that way since you were kids. You didn’t really get why but you were usually fine with it but right now…

“Ah if it isn’t my favorite women. Y/N, darling, you look fucking exhausted.” Roman said as he got one of the waiters to pull up a chair to your table and promptly sat down in one of his weird contortionist shapes.

“Fuck you Roman, you look like you have the plague.”

“You are so sweet to me, isn’t she Shiv?”

“I don’t understand why the fuck you decided to interrupt our lunch, Roman.” Shiv spit out, she accentuated his name with so much venom that it even made you widen your eyes.

“Aww don’t be like that dearest sister. I already know you want to fuck her so why don’t we all just have one big orgie.” Your face twisted in disgust and you thrust your foot out to hit Roman’s knee.

“Ow! Fuck.” Roman exclaimed, making a triumphant smile on your face.

“You’re fucking disgusting, Roman. Shit!” Shiv looked down at her phone and sent you a sympathetic glance. “Sorry to leave you with the fucking scum of the earth but I have to go.”

“Oh god don’t worry, go ahead. It’s my turn to take care of lunch anyways.”

“Thanks Y/N, we should reschedule without this creep interrupting us.” You stood up and gave Shiv a hug as she left the restaurant before looking over to Roman who had a happy smile all over his face.

“What’s making you all fucking smiley over there?”

“Oh nothing, don’t you just love a good female bonding moment?” Roman asked sarcastically as he stole your wine glass and took a sip.

“Ugh Roman, really? Why did you have to interrupt our lunch again?” You asked as you snatched your wine glass back and took a big gulp, you were going to need it if you wanted to survive this fucking conversation.

“Well you obviously needed saving from Shiv, duh.”

“Rome… look I love you but I don’t ever need saving from Shiv.”

“Aww you love me?” Roman said with an exaggerated sweet tone lacing his voice.

“You focused on entirely the wrong part of that sentence. Now really why did you crash?”

“I… fuck I broke up with Tabs and… I wanted to see you okay?” Your eyes widened and your jaw dropped as your heart started to quicken.

“You- really?”

“Yup, completely cut her the fuck off.”

“What? Why? I thought you liked her.”

“Eh.”

“What exactly does this have to do with my question?”

“You’re fucking blind aren’t you?”

“Excuse me? You’re the one who’s being all fucking cloak-and-dagger?”

“Do you need me to spell it out to you? I fucking missed you!” He said as he looked up to you with his hands nervously twisted the cloth napkin.

“Geez Roman, I didn’t realize you were capable of basic human emotions.”

“Fuck you.” Roman made a move to get up from his position.

“Woah Rome, I didn’t mean it like that. I- I missed you as well.”

“You have such a big crush on me, don’t you?” Roman asked with a mocking twist of his lips, the only thing that gave away his happiness were his eyes, which sparkled in the light of the chandeliers.

“Hmmm what if I do?” You said as a smirk rose up on your face.

“Y/N… now you’re playing a dangerous game.” Roman said as he leaned closer to you and dragged his fingertips down the side of your face.

“Oh I’m the one playing a dangerous game. Darling, we’ve been playing this game for as long as I can remember.”

“Fuck call me that again.” 

“Only if you promise to be a good boy and stop crashing Shiv and I’s lunches.” You said as you pushed your chair back and smoothed out the creases in your pants. Roman’s face had changed from mocking to surprised as fuck.

“Well are you coming?” You asked as you started walking to the door of the restaurant, quickly swiping your card through the reader.

“Fuck yes.”

hehe hope u enjoyed. will def try to write for succession more in the future

[sintiva]

when you suck it make it wet..// ∘* e. jaeger, a. arlert, c. springer, j. kirstein, r. braun

୭̥⋆*｡ summary: in which sin indulges in her oral fixation, and rights sloppy head for said characters

୭̥⋆*｡ cw: lots and lots of oral sex, throat bulging, morning head, throat fucking, public sex, dacryphilia, spit kink, and there are some twitter links… lmk if I missed anything!

୭̥⋆*｡ notes: praying for this to end, also i know eren’s name doubled it fucked up and it’s better than paragraphs being repeated😭

EREN J.

EREN J.

“i love fucking this tight little throat, real hard”

“you want it rough or soft, sweetheart?” eren will always start with this question. he’ll watch you think about it, and that’s the problem. whenever you have to think about it he knows exactly how he’ll do it, so when he gives you that look and showcases a devilish smirk. you know he’s gonna make you cry. he’ll let his sweats scrunch up along his ankles, and makes a point, “rough it is.”

eren doesn’t start of slow at all; as soon as you open your mouth he’s situating his heavy cock right in the back of your throat. there’s no build up, no time for you to lubricate your throat and get it accustomed to his dick even though you’ve done it so many times. he loves to hear you gag and spit up around his cock. he loves to peer down and witness the steady stream of tears slip down your cheeks. he just likes to use your throat, and you happily let him fuck it till it’s sore, and your voice nothing but a deep rasp (she just like me fr). eren is very rough and he can’t help but go rougher when he hears the constant squelches that leave your mouth when you’re focusing so hard to keep him down. sometime you can’t keep up, and when your tongue lols out your mouth and your eyes roll to the back of your head he only pumps his glossed up cock harder.

feeling his length curve down into your throat takes him to heights that nothing else can top. it makes him stand up so that he’s fucking your throat at an even deeper angle that forces it down your throat. has him holding your head real steady so that you can’t escape, all you can do is whine and take it. standing makes it curve down even more, and when you grip onto his thighs, and wiggle your head around to stop yourself from trying to push away. you entire head feels so fucking full and the only thing you can think about is trying to breathe and getting him to cum. it happens quick. real quick, and he just holds your head right there as he cums. but he always cums loads and there’s nothing more satisfying then jerking himself, and painting your face a nice pearly white.

ARMIN A.

“can’t admit it, but i love to see you suck on it”

is really hesitant with asking for it, but you know he likes it sloppy. he likes when you stroke him and suck on his balls. he loves it when you spit on his tip, and lather his length with your bubbly saliva. when you wrap your lips around his cock he’s already bucking his hips into your mouth. he’s petting your head as his pearly, pink tip prods against the back of your throat. his hand situates itself neatly in your curls as he can’t help but begin to steadily fuck your mouth, and he’s a pleasant whiner, “suck cock so good, princess-”

“don’ know if i’ll last.”

you hum in delight at his words of praise, you pop him out your mouth for a quick second and rub his tip in between your lips. saliva drips from the sides of your mouth and onto his thighs. but your lips are most important to his pleasure; as you drag them along his veins, as the slimy pink muscle points at the tip, and pokes at his slit. it makes him hiss from the pleasure, and often times he gets a little rough. fucks your throat so insanely hard that sometimes he can’t even tell that he’s started to cum. that last flick of your tongue to the underside of his cock has him busting a fat load into your throat. pulls it out slowly so that he leaves a little cum trail; also presses the tip against your tongue falling in love with the way your glossed up lips curl up into a smile as you show him that you’re gonna swallow it all.

CONNIE S.

“waking up and getting some head is the best!”

connie likes to lay down and watch you suck on his dick, cause when he needs to he can hold your head and just thrust up into that slutty ass throat of yours. connie has that sick inclination that makes him need to be down your fucking throat at all times when your giving him top. he needs to hear you run out of breath, he needs to feel your throat contract around his cock. he needs complete control over that pretty mouth of yours; the one you use to give attitude — completely at his will. he prefers head in the morning, when your too tired to disagree and when your submissive in the early hours.

connie will keep you under the covers and watch as you make work of his cock. your hands wrap around the base, but soon move down to massage his balls. it’s easier for your to go down on him completely when your laying down, and it feels better against your throat. you suck your cheeks in and breathe through your nose real slow as you grow too aroused from the eyes you feel staring at you. connie has a really bright pink tip that you love so much, so he can’t get mad at you when your warm lips, and tongue focus on the head. you suck in your cheeks harder and bob your head up and down to stimulate his tip. it makes him hiss and buck up unapologetically harder into your mouth as he groans a pathetic, “gonna make me cum,” every time you switch focus.

you just suck his dick so good, he can’t help but wrap his hand around your throat and fuck it, so he can really make it wet especially when the spit dribbles down to your fingers and you use it to jerk whatever isn’t in your mouth.

JEAN K.

“lemme fuck your throat in the car”

jean can take head any and everywhere, but nothing satisfies him more than making your face a mess in the comfort of his car. he finds the perfect place to park so he can recline his seat and you watch you eagerly swallow him up.

you climb over the console and shimmy yourself right into the compartment that houses the gas and brake pedals and begin to jerk him. you start with a glob of spit waiting behind your lips, so when you perfectly lined up with his cock you drop your tongue, and watch as it trickles down his length. it’s hot and makes his dick twitch in your hand, but he’s not fully hard yet and you take advantage. feeling him grow in your mouth is better than anything and what makes him grow the fastest is when you’ve taken all of him in your mouth and just keep him in. when you shake your head around and drip out your mouth onto his finely trimmed pubic hairs. if you attempt to come up to quick he keeps his hand on your head and pushes you back down, “just a little longer, can you do that for me?” he doesn’t mean to be rough but all the bloods rushing to his cock and your tiny little throat feels real fucking good. after he’s gotten hard, you can’t deep throat him as long as you want too, he’s too big for that and it makes you gag every time, but he keeps his hand on your hand and gently aids it in a nice bobbing pace.

he likes to hear how wet it gets when you suck him off. he can hear the light patter of your dribble falling onto the leather seats. he can’t last long either before you know it he’s got his two fists gripping onto the sides of your head and he’s pushing your head down so he can cum all up into your throat; it’s hot and sticky as he pumps the passage full of cum.

REINER B.

“seeing your throat bulge makes my balls feel so fucking full”

will fuck your thoat so fucking hard that he can’t even handle it, but seeing the thick outline of his cock deep in your throat makes the nut even better. he’s a big, thick boy all around, and it’s really true when he slips his boxers off his thick thighs and keeps your back on the soft, plush cushion beneath you. you look at him in your upside down position as your head hands off the edge of your bed, and he smirks down at you. his dick bobs before he’s pushing it past your lips into your mouth. the stretch of it makes the inner corners of your lips burn as he stuffs him self slowly into your mouth. before long your coughing and spitting around his cock when he’s stuffed you to the hilt and every time you attempt to take a deep breath; he’a reminded of himself in your throat. there’s a nice, thick bulge in it and he angles his hips up to watch as the tip of his cock pokes against the warm constriction. “you okay, baby? not hurting you am i?” and he isn’t, you’re sure of that when you weakly nod at him.

but he fucks your mouth nice and slow, the gentle rocking of his hips against your face makes him groan out in pleasure as your throat consistently tightens up around his cock, he swears it’s like he’s fucking his own little cock sleeve. a throat so readily available that the veins along his cock pulse with each rock of his hips against your mouth. your entire body moves back on the bed as he attempts to bury his cock deeper into your throat. your saliva covered lips aid his thrust and make his cock slip through your mouth with an ease that only your drooly mouth can give him. he’ll continue abusing your throat and he might even cup his hands around your tits as your chin stays glued to his groin. but when he cums you can fucking feel it pumping through your throat and he can see his cock pulsing from the outline it makes on your neck.

[oneforthemunny]

silly question but i gotta know - how do each of the eddies like their eggs in the morning? (or if they don't like eggs, what do they eat for breakfast) i need to get the table ready for my husband janitor!eddie 😌

i love this bunny omg.

ok so janitor!eddie likes either scrambled with a little bit of cheese or over easy. just depends on his mood really but he'd never complain. anything you make him is going to make him melt.

older!eddie like scrambled but on toast only. he likes to just eat it really quick and leave lol.

mafia!eddie likes an omelette and he always has his cook make it for him. usually more of a vegetable fan, so you always grab fresh ones he likes when you go to the farmer's market.

modern!eddie is not eating eggs. the closest you'll get it an eggo waffle which he loves. they freak him out he won't eat them.

cowboy!eddie likes over easy and he likes that yolk running. he likes bacon too and when you fry it in the left over bacon grease bc it adds better flavor lol.

rockstar!eddie likes burnt scramble eggs bc he's a lunatic lol. like they better not be slimy at all or he's gonna have a panic and won't eat them.

bouncer!eddie doesn't really eat eggs by themselves, but he'll fuck up like a breakfast sandwich or burrito with bacon or sausage and cheese.

dom!eddie i genuinely don't think he eats breakfast for some reason unless it's something easy he can grab and go. usually just a coffee and cigarette type.

[m-jelly]

Hello Jelly! Hope you're well.

How do you think large appliance shopping with Levi would go? Getting a new washer maybe (totally not relevant to my life.. lol) does he know what he wants? Do you decide together? How does he handle pushy sales people?

Hi Eliza!

Sorry I took so long to get to this! <3

Levi would have researched beforehand and compared washing machines to ensure he has the correct one. He needs to know he is getting a reliable machine, all round good with low breaking reports and for a good price.

He looks at different shops to see which has the best deals and prices. Depends on his job and how he'll pay for it, but I always see Levi in the modern world as having a very good high-paying job because he's so smart and talented. So, it's likely he'll pay the full amount and not monthly payments.

Levi always consults you about it cause you like doing the washing even though he's the one who cleans in your home. Cleaning clothes is nice cause it smells so good after. So, the two of you think it over together so he does ask you what you think.

You always do in to look at the machine. You like to see the size and look of it in person. So, you go to the shop of choice and check it out.

Levi is very good with pushy salespeople. Levi has come prepared and he knows what he wants and where the machine is. When he goes to a shop, he will buy he just needs to check it out first. I do hope you don't mind swearing, but Levi will tell a really pushy salesman (slimy kind) to fuck off. He knows they'll keep pushing if he doesn't and they'll get you involved and make you feel uncomfortable. So, he handles it by saying fuck off.

Levi will to to the salesperson when he is ready to go to them. He will approach them and tell them what he wants. He likes people in salespeople who listen, are kind and are honest. If you are all of those, he'll smile and talk along with you and the person. If you show him respect and don't treat him like an idiot, he'll get along with you if you're in sales.

He'll be rather happy once the sale is done. He'll get you in the car and give you lots of cuddles and kisses cause he's so happy about it. He'll tell you he loves you and thank you for helping him out. You stop his anxiety with people and strangers by being there.

[unclefathersantateddy]

what are your thoughts on teddy's relationship with his family and how they were abusive? what about his younger sister?? and his relationship with his ex wife where he was also abused by her 🤔 how do you think these affected his personality and relationships. sorry this is an English essay ass prompt but im genuinely curious lmao i love analyzing family history (obvs)

Light coming in with the big gun from the get-go!!! Hahaha thank you for a great question!!!

So from what we know about Teddy's mom, she's a bit of a Wild Card™. Likes to do what she wants, when she wants, isn't exactly your traditional grandma.

But given the majority of people become docile with age (rather than more adventurous), it stands to reason /why/ she waited until retirement to do all the things she enjoyed? Could that be why her and Teddy's dad always used to argue?

Teddy's age places his parents as either dating or hooking up around the 70s/80s. Assuming they've never left the US, this wasn't exactly a pinnacle time for women's rights.

So we have an oppressive timestamp, a turbulent relationship, and then an extinction burst (Teddy's mom doing ALL her interests in retirement) post-breakup.

These factors together connote that teddy's father may have been restrictive/disapproving of teddy's mother's interests, hobbies, passions - or may be indicative of teddy's father's disdain/nonchalance towards his wife in general. (I'm assuming they were married because 'merica). Which would be an apt representation of Boomer relationships, the whole "can't live with them, can't live without them" (totally healthy /s).

But on the flipside to a potentially controlling father, his mom IS a wild card lol. If she's still up to mad shit in retirement, WHAT was she into in her prime?? Was she Fully Unhinged™? Given her, "muchness" (for lack of better words), it stands to reason it may transfer as "feisty" or "fiery" during arguments with teddy's dad, so whilst his dad may have been authoritarian, his mom may have been inflammatory and antagonistic.

As for his sister GIVE HER SOME GD SCREEN TIME!!!!!!! WHO ARE DANA AND DAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I wanna see if she's exactly like Teddy or if she's his antithesis, are they both so interested in learning about the lives of every stranger they meet? That's beautiful bro. I hope so. I both want her to be an almost identical twin to teddy, and to look exactly like her bf Dan (like the Van Houtens in the Simpsons). I think I want Dana to have the spunkiness that teddy lacks. I love the "anxious older sibling, feral younger sibling" dynamics, like what Tina and Louise have. I want an episode where Teddy's in therapy talking to Dr Marjorie about his childhood whilst Dana's out back wrestling a bar fly for his teeth or smn. Same trauma but dealt with in VERY different ways. I need it!!!!!!!!! I deserve this!!!!!!!!! LOL.

Moving onto Denise, FUCK Denise. Fuck any single individual that makes you feel like you have to change your core sense of self in order to feel accepted and/or loved. You KNOW she's that slimy level of manipulative that easily gets her own way in every situation. The type that rarely gets called up but if you call them up everyone else around will take their side. The GOOD manipulators. Real piece of shit types. The type to push you so far into a corner you come out crazy. So crazy noone believes you and they all side with the charismatic one. (These people boil my soul into an angry black jus, I become one of the 4 biles). IIRC we don't even get a full line from her, I'm pretty sure she only says "teddy?" (But please correct me if that's false), but that's still enough to solidify her as a shithouse in my mind. Questioning his name like don't pretend you don't know or recognise him you shitcunt, he gave you so much of his life. Eat a dick.

As negative as all these experiences are, I do think they shaped teddy for the better! I mean, he is a lil anxious and awkward and doesn't have the best self-esteem/confidence. BUT, he's incredibly emotionally intelligent for an old white guy. He's SO full of love, for EVERYONE. Every single person he comes across or meets (as exampled by S12E4 Driving Big Dummy), he fundamentally enjoys experiencing. They're not just people to chat to, they are experiences to be had. They are characters you've never heard of to stories you've never read. His approach to people is polar opposite to how most of us perceive other people, most of us are like Bob, he doesn't /hate/ people, but he doesn't /like/ them either. Teddy DOES like other people, he REALLY likes other people, he put the work into his trauma so it didn't taint the rest of him. I'm not gonna speak on behalf of everyone with PTSD but I know for a lot of us we fester on our trauma and victimise ourselves, often resulting in self- alienation and isolation, teddy shows no sign of that. S8E5 Thanks-Hoarding picks up on teddy being a handyman so he can "fix" his parents relationship (simplifying), but it doesn't address the fact he is CONSTANTLY putting himself out there. Handymen are a word-of-mouth trade, to be a successful handyman you HAVE to put yourself out there. To meet new people is to be vulnerable, and to be vulnerable with PTSD is like a rabbit exposing its belly to an owl yknow? Throughout the entire show we see teddy consistently putting the work in. Into every part of his life, he's making the effort to improve his life. I know healthcare in the US is a privilege that only the capitalists can afford, but it is so refreshing to see an American go to therapy instead of just complaining about how much they need therapy lol (no judgment, again I appreciate it's a nigh impossible situation to escape).

Thank you for the incredibly stimulating question, light!! (Sorry if I didn't answer all the questions fully! Will edit or update later!🤍)

[lipglossanon]

okay a longer one because i’m cobbling my ideas so i don’t sent you like eight in a row lol,,,,,, i was thinking of plagas leon and what if he just gave up- like instead of saving himself and ashley he just let himself go for her sake so it’s like a rumor he’s still in the castle and every so often they send other agents out there to try and find him but you’re the first female agent they’ve sent and he’s just ecstatic,, stalking you, freaking you out, moving things,, the whole ordeal and by the time he has you in the dungeon cornered and such you’re sobbing and begging but he just stops and watches you while you freak out and eventually sits across from you and you’re so confused but he just listens to you and when you think you can you try to get up but one of his tentacles stops you and he can smell how aroused you are so it starts to explore a little more and you’re absolutely both disgusted and intrigued like it’s cold and slimy and ribbed but it’s not unpleasant so you kind of accept it and think if there’s no way out you might as well get laid even if it’s An Experience,, which i’m sure it will be 🫣

- 💀

(i wasn’t going to add smut but imagine reader wakes up fully stuffed like every hole in one of the bedrooms and she’s trying to wriggle for more friction to get away and he just scolds her from the corner of the room to her horror he’s covered in black veins and is part bug but the lower half of her doesn’t really care not when he climbs on top of her and starts caressing her gently until she whimpers and gets a sharp smack across her cheek so she learns to quiet down when he’s in the room and he rewards her by actually using his dick to fuck her instead of the tentacles or his mouth or hands and she quickly starts to warm up to him and he just keeps her like a little pet until he can turn her which honestly probably doesn’t take long)

💀 anon, send in as many as you like! I truly don’t mind having 8 asks in a row 😉

Ahhhhh!!! Like beauty and the beast vibes 😭 he lives in that creepy ass castle and because he’s bored he knows that place inside out so when you show up he’s like oh wow someone new!!! And you’re so pretty and smell so good and he’s so lonely

And you’re of course freaked the fuck out cause you keep seeing something tall skulking out of the corner of your eye but when you turn you don’t catch anything, just seeing a hint of a strange appendage (is that a tail? Like wtf is that?)

Then finally when he breaks you down to the point you’re scared as fuck and trapped in the dungeon, he’s like awww just wanted to play 🥺 so he’s like soft touchy feely with his weird appendages and you’re just like well at least he seems nice enough? And it doesn’t hurt, actually feels kinda nice… and he’s not bad looking when you think about it (since we’re all monsterfuckers at heart 😜 )

Being kept as his pet!!! 🥴 🥴 and if you’re good you get his cock!! 💀 love it 👏 👏 as the months roll by into years, he lets you loose in the castle. At first it’s by leash and collar so he can keep an eye on you better but then eventually he lets you free roam with just a collar. And he tests you, leaves out your gun or knife or even leaves the front gate open to see if you’ll do anything. And at this point you’re so settled here and actually like being doted on and taken care of that you just ignore it all and he rewards you so nicely with letting you ride his fat cock right on the throne 🤭

Wow I got carried away 😵‍💫 but yes 💀 anon, beautiful idea 🤭

[dreamcrow]

have you done a “how I would fix that movie” meta post? I’m also interested in your stricklake manifesto or something about guillermo del toro’s horror sensibilities and toa

send me a meta prompt (currently closed); thank you for the ask!

how did you know exactly what prompted this lol

stricklake manifesto is...tentatively forthcoming. possibly. probably. stay tuned. while i know i've certainly thought about how i'd fix the movie (and not even purely for niche side blorbo reasons), but i'm not sure how compelling (or coherent) that end product actually is. 🤔

unfortunately my fixit of the movie starts roughly thirty seconds after bellroc vaporizes that poor pigeon in chicago (or wherever metrocity is) and diverges wildly from there. tldr: someone on team trollhunter remembers they're in a gdt show, and asks just why are they all blindly following merlin, anyway. is it barb? god, i want it to be barb. obviously blinky is like "because he's the esteemèd merlin ambrosius, duh" while all three changelings just look directly into the camera. merlin blusters. barb backs off. 

then, once merlin wanders out of earshot, she asks again.

i do think that would be probably the biggest single change. i'm very self-conscious when i sit down in my lil sandbox that i don't want to give barb another job; she has enough already, and she gets mommed by the fandom in a way i don't always think is malicious but which nevertheless generally rubs me wrong. but truly: who else is doing it like her? okay, sure, there's jim: until the last four episodes of trollhunters, his actual, textual superpower is his humanity. he then gets browbeaten into discarding it—the quality that has, until now, been his unique and cited qualification—because the guy who made an amulet out of his student's severed hand acted like he had some kind of moral high ground.  

barb, meanwhile, is also an extraordinarily human human. she's the normie! she's the clueless mundane, a single mother dragged into the supernatural by her only son.  and while she does freak out—rightly! understandably!—when the supernatural puts her and her loved ones in danger, she never speaks against it just for being different. obviously stricklander is the example i've thought about most here: she's mad when he comes back (again, rightly), but her objections are because you lied to and endangered and my son, not because you're a dirty changeling. she's mad (and hurt) when jim lies about fighting off goblins, but because she's scared for him! once the masquerade is broken, she's immediately on his side. she's also the only character to even try to make merlin answer for trollifying jim, even if it's presented humorously. best girl.

so. back to this theoretical fixit: i think barb would be the most natural choice to start the questioning, here. blinky would still push back a little, but with merlin elsewhere, nomura and stricklander don't have to worry about being nice; maybe aaarrrgghh would even chime in on their side (what exactly do the gumm-gumms think of emrys, anyway?). it's not an easy conversation. it's also not the last one. but it starts. for a series that is otherwise unusually arthurian, arthur in trollhunters is conspicuous by his absence. but you have merlin. you have morgana. you also—pace wizards' giant slimy monster, who was cute, but completely overlooked preexisting developments—have the lady of the goddamn lake: legendary enchantress, giver of excalibur, single mother of the best of knights. 

and, most importantly, the one who seals merlin in a fucking tree.

u see where i'm going with this.

once barb starts that question—well. i make no claims that this is recognizable, but you did ask how i would do it, lol. from this i can't help but feel it would cascade pretty dramatically. if stricklander and nomura united behind her, i think jim would follow. claire and toby after him. once the humans (and adjacent) are convinced, i don't think blinky could hold out any longer; maybe the smarter version of him other people keep seeing could be brought around to some kind of "trust, but verify." soft and stupid as i am about wretched wizard blorbos, obviously the order are still being assholes. we don't want them to actually burn it all down. but is that what they're actually trying to do? or is this just another received merlinian dictum? 

god—and if they got to talk to nari about it! once again, one of the biggest failures of wizards (and rott) was how utterly it sidelined its characters in favor of punchy punchy bang bang. this i know have written about somewhere: jim's reduction to a vicarious highschool bully fantasy, how bellroc was flattened into cartoonish, beautifully rendered cardboard-cutout evil, while somehow still staying the most consistent character in the room. stricklander—whose entire character arc in trollhunters was built on 1.) the infinite possibility of an individual for change and 2.) being the smartest bastard in the room—took the first step into his new life by marrying barb and then immediately paid for it with the stupidest death possible. (see a longer and much keener essay about this here, from @millennialmoviereviews.) i cannot overemphasize how frustrated i am—still, yes, i know, about a children's cartoon—about how that movie treated its characters, even ones (the tarrons! douxie! steve!) i don't normally have any investment in.

...but what if that changed? what if we took what used to be the gdt hallmark—sympathy for monsters, without excuse—and committed to the goddamn bit? jim reached out to bular back in trollhunters. yes, what you're doing is wrong; you're hurting people i mean to protect; but i understand you're hurting too, and why, and how we might not be so different. you don't have to do this.

then barb sends merlin to treeby deeby, and bellroc and skrael fucking kiss.

(and then go about actually protecting/repairing the balance of the world or whatever, but i know what i'm about.)

postscript. i admit i pick a lot on merlin. don't get it twisted: i think my own evil wizard blorbos were also complete dumbasses here. but i think part of the reason i am so invested in merlin experiencing a goddamn consequence is pretty closely related to the original reason i was so drawn to gdt's stuff in the first place, namely: decoupling "good" and "evil" from "normal" and "monster," respectively. i don't think this is too much to expect of a kids show, especially one for toa's age group. trollhunters does a great job of doing this—of allowing nuance, of showing how it's possible to think outside the frameworks you know, while still remaining accessible to children—and 3below kind of? tries to keep it up. i think. but wizards...doesn't. even for all it does (inadvertently or otherwise) end up pointing out how merlin and arthur, founts of the same authority, massively screwed up. i've also had many people point out that wizards was pretty much set up to fail: executive meddling, rushed production, etc. etc. which i do sympathize with. 

but it's still. tremendously bitter. to see six seasons' worth of such a unique message get discarded so easily. especially when this was done with such breathtakingly little love for the material.

[incorrecttowerofgodquotes]

Gundam: The Witch From Mercury Season 2 Episode 8

- Secelia really just shows up everywhere, huh? She’s continuing her objective of snooping on everyone by questioning Suletta.

- Petra lives! Hallelujah! She fought off her death flags and even managed to save the girl she was carrying. Too op for this universe. Though sadly her body is pretty fucked yo. The crushed legs, the missing eye, and brain damage will definitely affect her for the rest of her life. Hopefully GUND-Arm will be able to help her a little.

- Fucking lol at Kenanji saying he couldn’t identify the pilot. Like no shit, you vaporized her

- The talk between Shaddiq and Miorine was probably the first time the two talked without any pretenses. The two both have big dreams but ultimately they took the wrong actions because of adult manipulations. Though I did find his line of “If got with you I wouldn’t have had to commit these terrorist acts” was pretty weird. Like bro, please bond with someone else on equal terms cause right now you’re just being a dick.

- Suletta handing out the tomatoes, a symbol of love, to everyone after she saved some to prevent them from rotting is peak symbolism. Especially since they’re given to the people who bullied them like the girls from Ep 4.

- Poor Nika once again. She didn’t really do anything wrong, but I can understand her feelings. I hope she continues her schooling and becomes a great mechanic. Her talent is needed to help Earthians and Spacians alike. Also her calling out Belmeria was very satisfying. The two had been set up as narrative foils in the series and here we see the difference between them. Nik won’t wallow in self pity and she’ll call out injustice when she sees it compared to Belmeria.

- God I hate Peil, those slimy little turncoats. Their PeilGPT told them to jump ship and they did. Just like how Cathedra intervened with Ochs Earth in the prologue, this the time the Space Assembly will take control of the Benerit group. I think the real Elan might take center stage and take control of the Space Assembly (right before he gets a bullet out between his eyes hehe)

- Sarius once again proving he’s the best space adult by looking to regulate the damages, but Miorine won’t take it. She doesn’t want to sacrifice anyone, even Shaddiq. Though she does have to take action, preferably after she’s talked to a large variety of people and arrive at the right answer

- Suletta coming out and telling everyone everything, no longer scared of her past or their rejection. She’s grown so much from the scared little girl she was when she arrived. She’s looking to help others and can recognize when her mother is doing wrong.

- The Space Oomfie just killed hundred of people, somebody stop her. The mass murder was extremely terrifying and becomes even more so when you realize Prospera seeks to spread this influence across all of space. She’s very much like Delling, wanting everything under her control and stamping out any naysayers. Eri is the only thing that matters to her now so even if it requires a large amount of lives, she’ll still act

- Calibarn really came out of nowhere and socked me in the gut. They were distracting us with the Schwarzette so they could drop this absolute bomb. All I can hope is that Suletta’s brain doesn’t crap out in the suit considering it has no resistance.

- El5n once again claiming his best boy spot by just chilling by some cows, eating space food, and listening in on the gossip. But what I find interesting is that he actually loves to act with Earth House, even if it’s just to get where he wants to. It was probably a mix of Nika standing up for him and Suletta recounting her backstory as a throwaway doll that got him to sympathize. Personally, I’m wondering where he wants to go. Either it’s to go murder the Peil guys (which is a win) or to travel to the images in Norea’s sketchbook (which is an even bigger win.) Aliyah makes note that his personality changed, but really, I think the somber but somewhat active El5n is his true self. He isn’t hiding his feeling with a mask, he’s being upfront with his emotions. Though it’s a bit sad that Suletta is still focused on El4n, but I hope next episode will get us both of their backstories. Also please don’t stick him in a Gundam again. I want my son to live.

- Lauda, my baby, I knew this would happen. I’ve been calling it since Ep 7 I believe, but god damn it don’t hurt me like this. Petra is still alive, you need to take her on a date! And please just talk to your brother! He loves you! Don’t die in that Schwarzette or make him kill you!

- But once again, people don’t seem to understand Lauda, similarly to the El5n slander, so let me break down his character. Lauda has spent his entire life being second string to Guel. He’s a child of a mistress and doesn’t even get the Jeturk surname despite being under his father’s custody. Apparently his first line to Guel when the two met was how he would support him. The poor kid has probably only thought of himself as an accessory to Guel, the perfect and strong big brother, so when that all changed it hurts him. If he can’t be by Guel’s side, if his big brother changes, then he gets thrown off balance. He needs someone to blame. First, it was Suletta, but now that Miorine is his fiancée, she’s his target now. In a way, he’s much like Shaddiq. Their idolized version of their loved ones come into conflict with their true selves and so they blame someone else. Now that Petra, the one person who probably saw Lauda as himself, is in a coma, no one can stop him.

Suletta’s arc continues to brighten and Miorine’s arc continues to crash and burn. And poor Guel is about to get with even more family murder trauma. I can only hope El5n makes it out safely. I will be buying flowers for Lauda

[wttcsms]

Aight, bet!

I am ready to hear about Naoya that slimy lil bastard!!!!!!!!!

it's so bad, oh my gosh, y'all are going to look at it and think to yourself "what the actual fuck" HAHA, it's one of those 'this might be very embarrassing' type of fics to post, but i think it's so different from the other drafts i'm working on which only adds to its overall appeal for me lol

the working title i have so far is "to the victor belong the spoils" + the best ao3 tag that sums it up is "the dove's not dead but it's on life support"

so, i'm thinking that this fic takes place way back yonder (not really), but more around an ambiguous time period in the past (more like the 1940s?). jujutsu sorcery is still a thing, though, and naoya is still... well, naoya. anyway, his father is basically gonna croak anytime soon now & naoya is preparing to become the new head of the clan. the zenin's still very much suck, and they only grow more powerful under naoya's command because he makes an effort to basically "conquer" small clans. either they comply and live under zenin rule or the whole clan gets decimated.

your clan gets decimated. naoya kills your father (the clan leader) and slaughters every other man belonging to your clan. the women and children and everything you've ever owned now belongs to the zenins, which is to say, it all belongs to naoya (hence, the title). naoya is cruel and terrible — a monster playing at being a man. with his hands still stained and wet with your family's blood, he towers over you, hand gripping your chin and assessing what he considers to be his property.

"you'll do." is what he tells you, with absolutely no elaboration. for several years, you live in fear as the zenin's take over your home, the tiny community your father and ancestors spent generations building up and cultivating. naoya's words constantly linger in the back of your mind throughout it all — you'll do, you'll do, you'll do. what? what is it that you'll do? what is it that he considers you fit for?

on your birthday, naoya returns to inform you to pack your bags. you are coming back to the main zenin estate, and you are to be wed to him before the year is over, coinciding with his official ceremony naming him the head of the clan.

it is a (toxic) slowburn. naoya has some redeeming qualities, but let's be for real, any relationship w him is unhealthy as fuck lol. angst with a happy ending, smut (bc im but a whore), naoya has a heart, believe it or not. there's a reason he chose reader muhahaha, anyways, he's just a possessive little fuck. and misogynistic. and kinda evil sometimes (a lot of times). but he has his moments. spoiler: he really does love reader.

oh! and ik the more popular phrasing of the title is "to the victor go the spoils" but i chose 'belong' over 'go' to tie in with how possessive naoya is teehee

[zenismuttie]

Satori x GN!reader, no sex organs mentioned, use of word "hole"

MDNI

Warnings: smut, pwp, cockwarming, overstimulation, assisted masturbation, cum eating, cumming on face, rimming, ball sucking, dick sucking, deep throating, soreness, lots of lube

Word count: 915ish

If there's anything else you feel like I left out of the warnings, please let me know and I'll make the edit

🍫🍫🍫

It's not uncommon for your poor little hole to get used and abused thanks to Satori bullying it so often lol not that you're mad but it does put a damper on things when you're so amped up but can't get his dick in there for how uncomfy it gets. Your poor little hole all stretched open and bruised 🥺 but it still feels good! It still flexes and gets you all excited when you see him give you that cheshire grin and sharp eyes. You'd give everything to have him fuck you senseless, but you and he both know that you have to heal first. 

Doesn't stop him from teasing you though. Pressing his hard cock against your clothed skin any chance he got, teasing you with light touches and heady squeezes. He's a menace really 🤤

But this is Satori we're talking about. Man is coy and mysterious; he always seems to know what you want and need, but you never know which side of him you're gonna get. 

Tonight though, your body all sore but horny, Satori gives you what you want, but he doesn't move. He makes you cockwarm him while he pets you, peppers you with kisses. "I don't wanna hurt you, sweetheart," he says, his grin saying otherwise. His hands caress your body as his mouth leaves kisses and bites along your neck and chest. You're all lubed up from your pelvis down, the sticky sensation between your bodies is slimy and thick and gets you more excited to move, but he's laid his entire body on yours, barely holding any of his own weight above you so you can't shift your hips at all. This is what you wanted, so he's given it to you. 

His tongue massages yours, his lips suck you in like he could coax your mouth to cum like your bottom half, and it makes you moan. His lithe fingers dance along your hips, and your body's already so sensitive, your insides clench and your breath moves faster, pushing whimpers from your vocal cords. 

You're begging before you know it, can feel his cock kick inside you. You shift and so does he, his fingers finding your sensitive body so alluring and fun, he can't stop playing with you. Your body is his favorite hobby, followed closely by manga, both subjects he loves to study. He knows just how much pressure you need to get you going, get your soaring. 

He makes you cum without moving his hips. 

Lifts your leg for a deeper plunge, goes back to playing. Your guts feel so cramped with him so deep inside you, your body squeezes him whole as you fight for leverage between his surprisingly heavy body and the frustratingly smooth bed sheets. Your high is coming again, fast. It almost hurts but it feels so good. 

The vice-like grip you have on his cock doesn't slow him down, his hand working like wildfire, blazing a trail across every sensitive spot you have. You dig your fingers into his back, your leg trembles in his hold as your stomach clenches hard and you cum again, messy and loud. You have to pull his hand away from you after that, every touch like an electric fence shocking your nerves. 

Distantly you can hear him ask about his own high, you can't make out the words, but you know what you want. He rebukes you without you having to say anything.

"I can't come inside. Pick somewhere else." His eyes are glinting in the low light, a captivating predator waiting to be satiated. 

"In my mouth, on my face, please," you whine. 

He slowly pulls out, trying to cause you as little pain as possible to your overstimulated lower half, but it's the emptiness that makes you shiver.

He pumps his slick, sticky dick with the same hand that tormented you, wet with cum and lube. You open your mouth wide to swallow him whole, and he gladly feeds you. Under the slimy lube you can taste his skin and, soon enough, the salt of his precum. He fucks your throat like he would your hole, ruthless. His balls slap your face and you rub and squeeze his hips. You want your fingerprints to bruise, to paint his pale thighs in memory of you. 

He pulls out of your throat to stuff your face in his groin, cover your nose and forehead in his musk and drying lubricant. You suck his balls one by one into your mouth, gripping his ass cheeks in both hands as if he would actually pull away from you. You pull him closer to lap at his asshole, to shove your tongue as deep into him as you could while you were still conscious. On your chin, you could feel his balls bouncing, contracting, no doubt his hand on his cock, stroking it as if his life depended on it. 

He taps your chest, letting you know he's ready. He pulls away just enough to unload the first heavy shot of cum into your waiting mouth. He covers your face, your chin, parts of your neck, in his copious amounts of thin cum. You can feel it run down the side of your neck, across your temples, your cheeks. You grab his ass again in your hands, spread him wide, and suck his long dick into your insatiable throat, and he chuckles in overstimulation, gripping your neck tight but loving in his nimble hands.

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my thoughts on the new ep

Im so emotional about everything but mostly how good of a mom Camilla is and how much I relate to luz and I love her so much and I love how that was handled!!!!! Cries sobs weeps. I loved loved LOVED the little scrapbook!!!!!!!! They’re friends!!!!!!! And amity falling on her face not once but twice LOL

As for hunter I am. A little upset that he was getting better and then everything fell down again with the belos-posession-scene. Which was so well animated btw. And my heart hurts for my poor boy and his bird so bad. I have so many thoughts about hunter standing up to belos and telling him off and god fuck maybe it’s just me but the fact that he straight up got his autonomy violated like that Speaks Volumes about the shit belos put him through and how bad the abuse got/the allegories involved. I hate belos and his slimy ass. I think flapjack’s sacrifice was noble and bittersweet and I like the fact that he has brown eyes but I really hope he doesn’t just have magic now bc. That would be shitty. and now he’s covered in all these new scars,,,,,, agony. I think it could’ve been handled better and there’s more things to touch on but I have faith the crew will tie up all the loose ends neatly.

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Devil's Deal time, I'm excited for this one, ready to catch up with Crosshair post chip frying.

Fuck off Rampart, you slimy creature. I just love how he can be so unerringly polite and nice and calm and also so utterly Offputting doing it. WE KNOW WHAT YOU ARE (AN ASSHOLE)

Very excited to see Cham though, I love him. I do wish I had known more about Hera and her family going into this episode only because knowing Eleni is dead by the time of Rebels would have made this episode sooooo much more stressful. I'm retroactively super surprised that she survived the whole two parter honestly.

I want to see the full history between Cham, Eleni, and Howzer he's so clearly intensely trusted I want to see moreeeee.

Honestly just. HOWZER. HOWZER <3

In another fun Coincidence of Watching Order, when I got to rebels and Hera started talking yes I did have a moment of WHY AREN'T YOU FRENCH?

The empire took everything from her. Her home. Her mother. Her accent. (the way they had the accent come in on the episode with her father was really well done so like it ended up being explained but early on I was CONFUSED.)

"Things are a little tense" is such an understatement, Howzer doesn't want to be like THINGS ARE VERY BAD CHAM, VERY VERY BAD.

Anyway Gobi sure is recruiting a child to fight fascism which is a noble goal but perhaps find one a little older, small children aren't known for their spy skills.

The twi'lek ear situation still weird me out. Why do men have human ears what sort of sexual dimorphism is this

Crosshair talking immediately though is such a good first sign that something is Different actually. Because it's just the right amount of ambiguous - he gives his recommendations on needing more than a scout team to deal with the batch in Reunion, while giving his report, but here he full on speaks out of turn when he's not really supposed to be talking at all. Just look at how Rampart reacts to it lol.

Face of a man that forgot Crosshair could talk of his own volition and not just to relay requested information.

"If we need to fight I am as capable as anyone" YOU ARE LIKE TWELVE BBY GIRL.

Also just. It is painful to see him saying how he doesn't want her to have to live a life of fighting like he did, knowing PERFECTLY WELL that she is going to have to and he's going to lose what little he managed to build. MY HEART HURTS A BIT. Their story is just. Sad.

Your father said no more spying, surely that doesn't extend to all rebel activities though right?

Brief appearance of the Boys here to do some simple weapons smuggling.

Omega and Hera are so cuteeee omg. I want them to stay friends over the years please. I'm eternally on team 'give Omega more friends please'

FLYING IS ABOUT A FEELING!

When we're not getting chased or shot at, it's my room! - This line delivery is SO funny.

SERIOUSLY WHY WAS HE SO INSISTENT ON BRINGING A CHILD TO THIS is this his way of forcing Cham to get involved oh my god.

Here's Crosshair with the good old 'non fatal headshot' trick.

I swear that they absolutely intended on killing Taa off and whoever is in charge of keeping this towering pile of events that is the star wars universe even mildly consistent had to be like WAIT HE SHOWS UP LATER HE CAN'T BE DEAD and they had to go with. Yes Crosshair shot him in the head but he got better.

Howzer looks SO CONFLICTED ABOUT EVERYTHING Please give him a hug.

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Mothman's Buffy Rewatch: Season 1 episodes 10, 11, and 12 "Nightmares", "Out of Sight, Out of Mind" and "Prophecy Girl" and Season 2 episode 1, "When She Was Bad"

(I didn't feel like writing this last night so whoops, though we did watch episode 12 today)

Hell yeah birthday Buffy and we're going into Season 2!

Nightmares

I actually quite enjoyed this episode, I like seeing all the fears

I always enjoy a story of thoughts and beliefs shaping reality

Buried alive foreshadowing 👀

WILLOW BEING FORCED TO SING lmao

God I hate the flesh arm eugh

This episode was actually creepy

Tbh I thought the dad was the one beating the child. I thought it would be tackling like parental abuse

Out of Sight, Out of Mind

Actually kind of a cool Monster of the week, I like how creative the buffy writers can get

I like the subtle hints in the episodes and the idea that it could be a poltergeist before they realized it was an invisible woman

I get the feeling of being ignored by popular kids, I totally feel for the girl. Though I wouldn't have resorted to violence I just hung out with better people

Lowkey the invisible girl trying to cut Cordelia's face reminded me of kuchisake-onna

Not the school for invisible people lmfao

Prophecy Girl

I feel really bad for buffy in this episode, being prophesied to die at a young age is awful and I enjoy this show for dealing with the heaviness of that

I love Cordelia in this episode she's such a girlboss. I can't wait to see how she keeps developing

FANTASTIC BUFFY OUTFIT

I like Jenny's relationship with Willow :)

Angel "I don't have breath, you'll need to do cpr" also Angel *very clearly breathing heavily*

Iconic line "I may be dead, but I'm still pretty. Which is more than I can say for you"

What the fuck was that weird slimy beast thing

THE MASTER'S EFFECTS LMFAO

Why did The Master's skeleton stay together with no muscles?

"Loser." Lol

When She Was Bad

If Xander had wiped ice cream on my nose I would've used his shirt as a wipe

NO WILLOW AND XANDER DONT KISS NO

Vampire getting staked on a tree was funnier to me than it should have been

Buffy beating the shit out of training stuff and Giles is awesome

Jenny and Giles are actually kind of cute lol

Angel hanging out in Buffys window like he's fucking Edward Cullen

Cordelia and the Scoobies' conversation is so funny "the three musketeers were actually cool" and Cordelia agreeing lmao "Cordelia, your mouth is open, sound is coming out of it, that's never good"

Buffy out here bullying all her friends

Hell yeah buffy crush that skeleton and get over your issues

Yippee everyone's happy again

"I hate that girl" lmfao