#he's got me on a chokehold

[airjemsfandump]

I mean... yeah.

I went into this game head first thinking that it's just another SN-esque dress up game.

Oh boy.

[resi4skz]

Bro????

Chris. I can't do this anymore. Please.

© shuyi, rabbicatto

[shotmrmiller]

i wrote about 15 sentences when i chose to give it up, cuz i cant finish it without it seeming like crack so im just gonna say that cbf!johnny would totally "Let's wrestle" himself into some pussy.

Using his strength to put you in positions you can't escape from, maybe pins you down from behind. You're stubborn as a mule though, refusing to yield, so you start bucking your hips to try and get him off but the only thing you're doing is unwittingly rubbing your arsecheeks into his slowly stiffening cock and when he's finally had enough, he harshly grinds back.

You freeze at that because you really didn't think about what you were doing, and now he's pulling your bottoms down, just enough to be able to thrust himself in between your thighs. The noises shouldn't be so loud, so sticky, but he's just smearing his pre-cum all over your inner thighs and pussy lips— or maybe it's your own arousal, who knows, who cares. His heavy breathing hitches when his flared head eventually nudges at your entrance, and he doesn't move after that. You realize he's waiting to see if you'll stop everything, if you're gonna come to your senses, but your head is so fuzzy with lust that you silently arch your back, and he lets out a long groan as he oh so slowly sinks into you until his hips are flush with yours.

There's a bit of pain that comes with being stretched by him, but he starts undulating his hips and the ache quickly melts into a pleasure so heady, that the hair on your arms stands on end.

Johnny lowers himself onto his elbows and wraps a hand around your throat, bringing your head back to whisper in your ear. "Ye feel so good around me, squeezing me like ye dinnae ever want me out. Like yer made for me, pretty girl." He grinds his hips into you, going deeper than where he already is, and you can feel a small trickle of arousal drip from you when he presses his cock firmly at the entrance of your womb.

"Liked that, did ye, bonnie?" He squeezes the side of your throat, restricting blood flow, and grunts, "Try to keep quiet, hm? Dinnae want wake the parents."

[stedesbonnets]

And I would like to spend—

[symphonysiren]

Another Hozier for these trying times

[jinbedreams]

It's been so fascinating to see how strongly people react to Toshiro in Dungeon Meshi. When I first read that scene I didn't feel hurt by Toshiro's rejection of Laois at all, I was more shocked at Laios raising a hand to him in anger because Laios had always felt like a man free from such anger and aggression. Although it was very powerful to see that Laios was capable of feeling such a way. I felt the scene was very emotionally charged and an important moment for both characters.

So when I started hearing about how hurt other people were at seeing Toshiro lash out in frustration towards Laios, and seeing people express discomfort towards Toshiro I was surprised but not confused. Honestly I was more surprised at myself for not having a similar reaction because I have also been subject to being led on in "friendships" that the other person secretly despised (or at least did NOT feel the same). It can be very hurtful to discover that someone has built a resentment towards you but never made any attempt to clear the air with you until a point of crisis.

I am autistic and I struggle a lot with relationships but in this instance I didn't see myself in Laios' shoes (although I have been there) instead I found myself relating to Toshiro. A man trapped by social expectations, rigid rules of engagement hammered into him from a young age, only to discover that there is someone who does not follow these rules at all. Even more bizarrely they seem completely free from any of the consequences that would befall Toshiro if he ever deviated from his carefully cultivated mask.

I can say from experience it is confronting to try and unpack your own high masking trauma while also feeling compelled to support the low masking autistic person in your life. Even if the other person means no ill will and has not truly done anything wrong, having them unknowingly walk all over you can be enough to push you to a breaking point. There is an intense frustration that comes with seeing someone else get away with not following the social rules you have beaten yourself painfully into shape to fit.

Yes Toshiro could have chosen any moment to correct Laios on his name, or clarify his discomfort or his personal boundaries, but that is operating under the assumption that Toshiro feels safe enough to do so. He is a stranger in a strange land, and often in that position it is a safer choice to subject yourself to a level of discomfort simply to keep the general peace. Where my fellow high maskers at? We make biting our tongue a fucking art.

[sketchquill]

Wally Darling ❤️💛💙

‘Welcome Home’ belongs to @partycoffin I seriously recommend checking this arg out whenever you get the chance o (＾▽＾) o

[nothoughtsjustluxiem]

Not Luxiem related

BUT DAN HENG IL WILL NOT LEAVE MY MIND, HES PRACTICALLY THERE RENT FREE AND I'M NOT GOING TO STOP HIM

[After 1.2 but I'll try avoiding spoilers that isn't already obvious]

Okay but like imagine him and you, after all that happened. He just wants to cuddle with you again, all he wants is to head back to the express and he doesn't care about how he looks right now.

Imagine being dragged by his tail as he leads you to the archives and just takes you to bed. He's tired, he's been through a lot and doesn't want to talk about it just yet.

Dan Heng IL is so clingy he's worse than he was before everything that happened. He's so clingy at any moment you are asked for assistance by anybody he's grumpy and wraps his tail around your waist. The idea of Dan Heng IL wrapping his tail around you when he's either grumpy, jealous or clingy makes me aowbdiwbaia scream

Everybody loves seeing his reaction when you have to leave him, especially a particular General who just wants to tease his old friend.

So he makes up an excuse, tells you about this place you should visit before leaving the express at the exact time Dan Heng IL would be busy with any task at hand. Immediately his mood is sour, no way is he taking you away from him.

So now you're in his room, and he's not letting go any time soon

[emjiroki]

putting in a request for needy dom!yuta 🥺 obsessed w ur workkkkk

Thank you lovely!

needy dom! Yuuta?! yes please!!!

Warnings: overstimulation, squirting

"Come on baby girl, just one more, take a deep breath for me" Yuuta pleaded sweetly, his tone the complete opposite of his fingers hammering into you and dragging you closer to your orgasm. The fifth one you've had since he got you home from the party. Your breath was shaky as a moan warbled off your tongue, fire licking at your spine as your cunt leaked messily on his fingers.

"That's my good girl," He praised, wanting more than anything to lean up and kiss your overstimulated tears from your cheeks. But bringing you to your end again was more important.

The wet, squelching sounds of his fingers would have been embarrassing had your brain not been foggy with his warm touch and his low voice praising you.

"Y-Yuuta- Can't-"

"You can, I know you can, just one more for me and then I'll fuck you until the sunrises" He promised, kissing against the side of your knee, "Wanna feel you milk my cock dry". Those low murmured words were you're undoing, his name leaving your lips on a sharp cry as you felt yourself squirt against his hand, drenching him down to his forearm.

"Look at that, such a pretty little pussy" Yuuta groaned, finally pulling his fingers away, his pink tongue coming out to lick your release dripping down his arm before offering his fingers to you, smearing across your lips. "taste yourself". You obediently sucked his fingers in, the tangy taste of your slick blooming across your tongue as you looked up at him with watery eyes, choking a little as he pressed against your tongue and pushed until his knuckles were at your lips. His cock was aching as he fisted himself, the usual delicate pink color turned an aggressive red as the tip leaked pearly fluid.

Yuuta leaned down to press a soft kiss against the apple of your cheek, murmuring about how good you've been for him, how much he loved you before moving you down a little from the pillows and pressing your knees up to your shoulders.

"We've got three hours till morning, let's see how messy we can make these sheets"

[insxmniaxx]

LORD HAVE MERCYYYYY

[softiedingo]

Pedro's best smirks on Hot Ones

[x-letsbreaksomerules-x]

they cannot be left unattended or they’ll do this for hours

[muzzleroars]

Lucifer, as he once was

As a seraph, Lucifer was always consumed by the fire of divine love, yet his devotion ran so deep even his insides were devoured in flames. He was God's first creation, and so became His assistant in forming the primordial chaos which later evolved into his role as Prince of Angels. However, Lucifer was soon rejected from Heaven for his rebellion against God's rule - the narrative would see him twisted into a prideful and arrogant traitor, yet in truth Lucifer had only refused to accept Hell as a part of an all-good creation due to its inherent cruelty. For calling God's Goodness into question, Lucifer became the first resident of the very prison he opposed and resides there still, in one form or another.

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[thaliasthunder]

guys u got percy genuinely apologizing to nico i am feeling unwell

[wizardofwoof]

shhh hes reading