#hope you're hungry !!!

[naffeclipse]

[flannelepicurean]

yo, sweet beans, listen up. i had a dream about a version of vegeta from this wip that i've got going where he's a SLIGHTLY more "chill" version of himself that's a little more regal and cunning and cunty and uses a lot more psychological trickery and sexy showmanship as weaponry in a more mundane world (although he will still throw down with physical violence in an insanely powerful way).

but i digress, the point is, he got invited to a gala thing that was like...a cross between the met gala and the hellfire club gala, and the theme was "reversion."

so this motherfucker got a bespoke-ass situation going on. and in this alt universe, he's known for some over-the-top gender stuff, mixing some intense femme elements into shit and putting his whole entire goddamn pussy into stunting on fools in some heels and a diamond-studded codpiece or something.

but this time. he's got this amazingly tailored all-white tuxedo with just a hint of military to it. gold accents. some "i did not come to play" white dress shoes, no heel height. kid gloves. and a goddamn cape styled like monarch butterfly wings, but royal blue and white instead of orange and black. golden circlet thing like a laurel victory crown, except styled after milkweed.

and like...goddamn. GODDAMN. "reversion."

reverting to his royal status on so many fucking levels. reversing the color scheme on the butterfly like a photo negative, a play on the word itself. re-versioning the idea of the prompt, even.

AAAAAAAGGGHHHHH!!!!!

i cannot. he woulda gone in his super saiyan form, if it wouldn't have spoiled the contrast of the golden crown. that bitch came to snap some fucking necks.

fuck. goddamn. i'm gonna have to draw that.

[niinnyu]

Bonding over food, excellent.

Thank you for this @galaxynajma :D:D

[maudiemoods]

Uaghuuhagh wip

[thebirdandhersong]

my choice of Little Treat at any given moment is matcha latte oat milk hot :) second choice would be what Pooh calls a little smackerel

[thedivineelite]

[dimeadozencows]

Merry crisis

[aesopsharpmybeloved]

"D'ye wannae see what's under me bunnet, Lassie?"

Full version under the cut

Little Aesop Sharp pin-up/bodypillow 🤭 the bunnet comes from a conversation with @ynyseira whom I thank for the inspiration 😁

@gufu-vire has also made a frankly stunning art of our beloved potions master in his bed, except hers is very much Christmas themed, so please, check her Tumblr to have yourself a very jolly Christmas ❤️🎄 Goofs, super grateful I got to work on this project with you ❤️

[UNCENSORED] ××× [UNCENSORED & AROUSED]

[kneelingshadowsalome]

I've been gone for too long. What did I miss?

Uhhh (my mental breakdown lol) I'd say nothing much?! CoD fandom has been a bit quiet after the release of MW3 :/

But if I were to do some cherry picking I'd say go read @ceilidho 's Ghost x reader Vegas wedding prompt if you haven't yet!

Also @wordstome 's Kingdom Come fic!! Part 3 was posted when you were on a break I think? + I hope you saw that König hip thrust finisher vid she posted a day or two ago =)

And @gremlingottoosilly 's Monster!König headcanons if you're into monsterfucking pls you need to binge that shit

And from my own insanity: let me introduce you to Satyr!König 👹

[hantenguclonesimp-minuszoha]

Eating a snickers bar because I'm not me when I'm hungry.

[elitehoe]

Chaos and Young Bucks lore don't get me excited

[daily-scott-smajor]

259 - average day

[coffeeshib]

I just know that paparrazis follow Lena all the time, in hopes of ruining her reputation, but all they get is absolutely nothing. Zilch. Every time

paparazzi, trying to get some juicy gossip:

boss: got anything for me yet? any finds.

paparazzi, immediately breaking into tears: there's nothing. there's nothing to say. how is this woman so kind & warm. lena luthor just minds her own business, works quietly, & so oftenly meets up with this blonde friend of hers to buy her food & take her to expensive places.

[hikayunas]

oni

[ruggiethethuggie]

Working Out with Ruggie Bucchi

You watch Ruggie work out in his dorm room, hehe

suggestive themes, working out, teasing, sweating, i hope you're hungry for nothing WC: 1308

Fourteen. Fifteen. Sixteen.

You were counting in your head, the numbers increasing each time Ruggie did a push up. He had been busier than usual. Between his odd jobs and spelldrive stuff, you decided to take every chance you could to see him- even if that meant sitting on his bed counting the pushups he did.

Twenty-two. Twenty-three. Twenty-four.

You watched quietly as he worked out, which was remarkable to say the least. The amount of reps he was able to perform without getting tired had you contemplating how much stamina he really had. The more you thought about it, the more it made sense. He never seemed to get winded when he helped you move your dorm’s furniture or when he was running around all day for Leona.

Thirty-eight. Thirty-nine. Forty.

Ruggie stopped at forty push ups, taking a long inhale and exhale as he got up from the floor. As he walked across the room, all you could think of was the drip sweating from his body. How you wanted to taste the saltiness of his skin at that moment. He grabbed his hand towel from the back of his desk chair. As he wiped the sweat from his forehead, he glanced over at you, still staring in awe at the specimen in front of your eyes.

“Hey,” he chuckled. “Is something on my face, why are you staring at me so hard?”

For a moment, you didn’t even process he was talking to you, you just continued to stare in silence. You were soaking in every part of his body you could see. The roundness of his ears, the way his eyes drooped, the sweat trailing its way over the ridges of his abdomen. Every part of him was more amazing the longer you stared.

You were so lost in thought that you didn’t even realize he had made his way over to the bed where you were at. Coming back to reality, his sleepy blue gray eyes were staring back at you, a mere inch from your face.

“Hey, I was talking to you,” he laughed.

“I’m sorry, I was distracted,” you said coyly.

His smile widened as he looked you over, sitting on his bed in his spelldrive hoodie and your favorite pair of black sweats. Ruggie never cared about his girl being dressed up like a doll; you were blessed to be able to wear things that were comfortable to you. Ruggie didn’t care what you wore, he just wanted you by his side.

“Are you sure you’re not bored? I know this isn’t like ideal ‘quality time’ but it’s the only free time I have today,” he said.

“I mean, I am a little bored, but it’s not bad. I don’t mind sitting here in silence- I just like being able to be around you,” you said.

You could see the wheels in Ruggie’s head were turning through the look he was giving you. After a few moments, he snapped his finger and said, “I got it! What if you help me with my workout? That way you aren’t as bored?”

“Rug, I don’t know anything about working out, how am I supposed to help you?” you asked in a whiny tone.

“Oh come on, there are tons of ways for you to help me,” he said. “You could- no that wouldn’t work. Well what if maybe- no, that doesn’t work either. Okay, what if you sat on my back while I did my next rep of push ups?”

You pondered on the idea, you sitting on Ruggie as he did his pushups. You had different plans on how to help, you figured it would make more sense to distribute your weight more evenly by laying on his back instead of sitting. The anticipation of being close to him again. The intoxicating smell of him feeling your senses, being able to feel his chest rise and fall under you. You wanted it all, and it couldn’t happen sooner in your mind.

“Sure, but I think I have a better plan,” you said with a small laugh and wink.

Ruggie got back on the floor where he was doing his reps earlier, seemingly waiting for you to sit on his back. You slowly got down and wrapped your arms around his ribcage as you laid your body on his. Ruggie snickered at this.“Well, that might actually work out better than sitting anyway,” he said.

You closed your eyes as you felt his body start to move up and down under you. You felt like you never wanted to let go of him, it had been so long since you had been able to really embrace him. You had been feeling so neglected and alone, just craving Ruggie and all his attention. Sometimes you hated how determined he was to succeed at everything he did, he was always pushing his standards higher and higher for himself.

You buried your head into his shoulder blades and drew in his smell with every breath you took. His workout made his natural musk come out stronger than usual, but to you it made you feel like you were getting high the longer you held it in your lungs. You could feel Ruggie starting to sweat now. How many pushups has he done? You weren’t even paying attention this time.

You opened your eyes and looked up towards the back of Ruggie’s head. The hair at the nape of his neck was darkening from how damp it was getting. His ears turned somewhat back indicating how serious he was about his workout.

You yearned for his attention, wanting him to be as serious about you at this moment. You took the opportunity to slowly raise your head towards his ears, giving them a light nibble. You felt Ruggie’s pushups hiccup under you, stopping only for a moment but continuing on right after.

You figured if you kept up at this, maybe the workout session would change to a different setting and pace. You took your chances again, this time moving your right hand up and down over his abdomen, inching lower and lower each time. Again, you felt Ruggie’s pushup hiccup under you again, but he said nothing the whole time.

With no real reaction, you felt like he was ignoring your advances, which was fine since he was really trying to get another workout in to stay in top form for spelldrive. You stopped with the ear nibbling and hand movements and continued to just hold him there as he did his pushups.

You realized you had been so in your own thoughts about Ruggie, that you had never heard his quiet counting he had been doing. He counted, “thirty-seven, thirty-eight, thirty-nine, forty.”

As quick as he said forty, you felt him roll you off his back onto the floor, gently of course but also with a tad bit of aggression. He was over top of you, damn near pinning you to the ground in his swift motion. You had been trying to distract him this whole time, he probably wasn’t going to be happy if he had to do another rep for you causing him to lose track of counting.

“You make things… very hard… to keep myself together while I’m trying to focus and workout,” he said, gazing down at you. Small droplets of sweat fell from his forehead onto your face.

All you could think about was him, on top of you, sweat dripping, him panting over top of you. The sweet scents of your bodies together.

“I think… there is another way you can help me with my workout,” he said with a fangy grin.

“How many reps do I have to do?” you asked.

“Wouldn’t you like to know,” he said, giggling as he picked you up off the floor.

[finexbright]

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