#just a wittle trim

[livingonthesands]

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[elizais]

when you know, you know.

when they realise just how much they love you ft: nikolai, bram, poe part 1 here content/warnings: mentions of murder (poe's ability), shortttt, i tried to keep it as a gn reader but i might have slipped up at points. i wrote bram without the sword and in current day bcs i was struggling dudesss i think this is my first time trying to write for bram and poe so please take these with a pinch of salt but the lovely person who requested it was so polite i couldn't pass it up <3

nikolai was.. lively to say the least. i mean, just having a partner would be (in his eyes) something tying him down. but, for you? being with you would comply with him wanting to be free. you granted him freedom from all of the negative thoughts that could plague him.

walking down the high-street with you, hand in hand as he pondered all of these ideas. the both of you were strolling towards a cafe that kolya had begged to go to for its "famous pirozhki".

he was not in his usual attire today, wearing a simple blue turtleneck sweater and jeans that fit him loosely. you had to admit, he looked close to incredible when you contrasted it to his usual wear. even though his outfit was different, his personality did not falter in the slightest.

swinging your arms forwards and backwards quickly as you walked, he giggled at whatever joke he was thinking of. turning towards him, you smiled. "kolya?" you poked his upper arm for his attention. "what type of bird is that?" you asked, glancing at a small bird hopping through tree branches. as he looked over, it flew away.

his braid fell over his shoulder, laying softly as he considered making a witty joke. the truth of what he was thinking was of how much he adored you, how you pointed out birdies, watched comedy shows with him, tried your best to cook his favourite meals, put up with him using his ability to scare you..

he thought back to earlier, you had brushed his hair into the usual neat braid as he spoke about what tricks he was going to pull on sigma and fyodor too. he laughed as you frowned, claiming "leave sigma alone, he has a casino to take care of, babysitting you is my job."

bram was, aside from being a vampire and that, perfect. his personality was complex, but you often joked that it wittled down to him just wanting to sleep.

today, you were both sat on the sofa as he spoke about aya. you were brushing through his hair. "she was telling me about some artists, i think she meant composers." he explained, going on about music as you giggled. his hair was showing some curls towards the ends that you were entertaining yourself with.

he was kneeling in front of you so that you could face his back and toy with his hair.

"what is amusing?" he asked politely, refraining from turning around incase he messed up the braid you insisted so stubbornly on putting in his hair. you pulled the long braid onto his shoulder and he saw how you had refined the hair past the bobble into a sweet curl.

he smiled softly as you spoke, "what genre do you want to listen to? does aya have any recommendations?" you teased and he let out a soft chuckle. cherishing these sweeter, saccharine moments were as good at keeping him alive as his ability was.

he put up with the garlic jokes, playing dumb vampire films on tv (he really does love hotel transylvania!), the teasing.. all because he loves you !!

poe was like a breath of fresh air to be around. there was never a need to be loud or extroverted with him. and those were just bonuses on top of getting to hang out with a raccoon all of the time. you were currently in another room trying to trim karl's nails.

key word: trying

ed was in the study, writing another novel. whether it's for ranpo or not? who knows. karl wasn't putting up a fight but more so.. wriggling around. any sane person would have given up by now but with the amount of time this raccoon spends around your shoulders? zero chance.

once you finally finished, you swooped karl into your arms and carried him back to edgar. "ed? have you eaten or drank water recently?" you asked, setting down karl and walking over to him as he closed the book before him. he nodded as he looked up to you from his armchair.

"yes, and i have finished it!" he exclaimed, you furrowed your brows in confusion. "finished what, love?" he presented you the book proudly. "it's just like the film we watched a few weeks ago. you said you wanted to live in that manor house, no?" and that's when it clicked for you.

he carried on, "when you want to go, all the characters will be there! i had to add in another to die but other than that? it's the same!" he excitedly explained. tracing over the clothbound cover with your name on the front, he added one more thing. "oh! and to figure it out in one of the office desk drawers it will let you know what happened."

you smiled at that, he didn't want you to struggle. unfortunately, his ability was only murder mystery related so he couldn't write a book about a sunshine land where nothing went wrong. yet he tried his best, for you!

[ohnococo]

JJK Men Finding a Pet with You

❧ Toji, Gojo, & Choso

Toji is the classic “I don’t want that thing in our house.” type. It’s not that he doesn’t like animals. In fact, he was the one the little stray cat approached first. He indulged it, letting it rub against his legs, he even gave it a little pat on the top of its head, chuckling when it seemed dubious of you. He even lets on to the cat when it meets you at the same spot again and again. Once you suggest taking it to the vet to see if it’s been microchipped in case it has an owner? He knows what you’re angling at and doesn’t like it. It could have fleas, vet bills are just another cost, and now we’ve got to take care of the thing?

He refers to it as “your cat” for weeks too and wants “nothing to do with it”, despite the fact that you’re the one it needs to warm up to. It was smitten with him from the jump. Give him two or three months and he’s babying that fucking thing. On his lap at all times, even perched across his shoulders while he’s sitting on the couch, sleeping on his chest in bed. He even has the audacity to hit you with the “whoa whoa whoa, don’t talk to him like that” when you chastise the cat for jumping on the counters.

Finding, and finally deciding to take in, a pet with Gojo is a slippery slope. Once that possibility is presented to him you’re going to be telling him no at every turn. No, you don’t need to take in all 3 of the stray cats that hang out down the road. No, that turtle you saw by the lake on a walk isn’t in desperate need of a loving home. No, you don’t need a gerbil because it sniffed your hand at the pet store.

He’ll be baby talking to your dog constantly about how “you want a wittle friend don’t you bebe?? A wittle cuddle buddy??” One pet is enough, especially because all the not-fun jobs like trimming their nails or taking them to the vet are left to you because Gojo “doesn’t have the heart” for the sad look you get during it.

Choso isn’t too dissimilar to Gojo in that he wants to take every animal in. Except Choso is convinced they need him. They’ll suffer without him. You’re just going to leave that poor animal out there in the cold with no one to love it???

If you take him to the pet store to buy supplies or walk past a stray you have to make him look at the ground because once he locks eyes?? “They need us… they’re so lonely…”

You may come home to some random fucking cat chilling on your couch and Choso giving you the sad puppy eyes about how he couldn’t just leave them there. God help you if he sees the Sarah McLaughlin sad animal commercials.

[convexicalcrow]

The Court of Deepfrost Citadel

"Announcing the King and Queen-"

Cleo glared at the herald. "King, if you don't mind."

The herald bowed. "Yes, of course, your majesty. I'm so sorry."

"You're just lucky I didn't kill you for your insolence, but you're not my herald so you get to live for now. Continue," Cleo said.

The herald gathered himself. "Announcing the Kings of Hermitcraftia! King Rentheking, and King ZombieCleo!"

"Better," Cleo muttered as they took Ren's arm and headed into the throne room.

Deepfrost Citadel was a cold kingdom in the north ruled over by Queen Pearlescent Moon, who challenged anyone to tackle her dungeon, which was said to be filled with dangerous creatures, but also rich rewards for anyone who got out. It wasn't a kingdom the Kings of Hermitcraftia travelled to often, but when needs must, well. Here they were.

Queen Pearl sat on a throne made out of blackstone and warped wood. Magnificent stained glass sat behind her, depicting her wearing her crown as she traversed a part of the dungeon. Two ravagers sat at her side, which she reached over to pet every now and then. Before the throne, three knights in netherite: the middle bore gold trim, the one to their left wore iron, and the third wore copper. Sharp icicles lined the throne room, and crowned the throne itself, causing the temperature in there to feel rather colder. Ren brought his fur-lined cloak tighter around him, hoping to be home soon.

King Ren and King Cleo got no further than the knights, their spears barring them from continuing.

"Well, well, what brings you two to the Citadel?" Pearl said, eyeing them with a smug interest.

Ren went to charge forward, but Cleo stopped him, holding him back. "My dear King Ren is, shall we say, Concerned about the number of our citizens who have come here and have since gone missing. We'd like to know if you know anything about that, Your Majesty."

Pearl sat back and waved off the guards, who retreated to the base of the throne, still eyeing them with caution. "What, do your own citizens not have their own free will to come challenge my dungeon? If they fail, that's not my fault. Though they have been feeding my ravagers well, haven't they, Nugget?"

The ravager on Pearl's left made what sounded like a noise of contentment as she stroked its head gently.

"I think you just need to train your citizens better so they can withstand the dangers of the dungeon. Then maybe you wouldn't be so mad at them losing all the time," Pearl said.

Ren growled. "You give us back our-"

Cleo clamped a hand over his mouth. "Stop making it worse!" she hissed. She turned back to Pearl. "Of course, our citizens are free to do whatever they please, though if this is simply an act to wittle down our forces before invasion, well-"

Pearl laughed. "Oh, no, this is just for fun! Everyone comes to try their hand at the dungeon! But what of you both? Would you dare to run it? Or would you sacrifice your own before daring to put yourselves in danger?"

Cleo had to grab Ren and shove him back. "Alright, I see what's going on. We're leaving, okay? Just- try to send them back if they fail. We have families here who need to grieve."

"Well, I can't make any promises, but I'll try. I really will. Maybe one day you'll brave the dungeon for yourselves, hmm? But maybe not. You'd never beat me in there. So perhaps it's wise you return to Hermitcraftia. These games are not for you. Champions, see them out."

Cleo turned her back on the Queen, wondering how they were going to calm Ren down. The poor dog had been so anxious about his citizens - their citizens - going to die here and, well. Something had to be done. And so it had been done. Would it result in anything changing? Well, only time would tell.

[peekaboo-icyou]

No longer fearful

Part 1

Pt 2 of fear, is the title cringy lol?

“Baby!!!!!” He searches the house for you and finds you in the library but you don’t notice him, he grabs you and throws you up and catches you “hello my wittle baby” “WIL!” He holds you like a baby “aww is my baby grumpy” you frown at him “you made me lose my page” he pokes your pouts “aww poor baby” he Carrie’s you to your shared bedroom “wil no not right now I am not in the moodddddd I’m tired” you try to escape his arms “oh darling I just need you to get ready for me how about you wear that new dress you got that you were going to show me on a special occasion” you look at his confused “what’s the special occasion?” He smirks “a surprise” “ugh” “c’mon princess you’ll like it I promise” “fine”

you do your hair and makeup then put the dress on its a cute f/c floral dress that goes to just above your knees and it has puffy sleeves with lace trim, of course will knew that he hates secrets so he had to snoop and also he had to make sure it wasn’t a ball gown cause that would not be very dress code for a flower field picnic, once you finish you go out and into the kitchen to get your f/d that your addicted to cause everyone has a drink they are addicted to and wait for Wil,

he comes inside wearing a white dress shirt and black dress pants and a chain with your first initial on it and his gold rings and glasses hanging on his collar, “are you ready to go princess” he still hasn’t looked up from his phone “oh um yeah what were you doing outside” “uh huh i um need to put this blindfold on you” you frown “ok” he quickly puts the blindfold on you but right before everything went dark you saw a super nervous expression on his face “oh my you look beautiful darling” you smile and blush “maybe I should have gotten a white blindfold to match your dress better” he kisses you

“ok I’m going to lead you to the car, okay?” You nod and he holds your hand leads you out the door, his hands are really sweaty “is everything okay Wilby?” He chuckles nervously “oh um yeah” you helps you in the car “there you go it about a 25-30 minute drive so feel free to take a nap” and that’s what you did,

when you arrived you were awoken by a stressed sounding Wilbur on the phone you pretended you were asleep still “is everything set up? What do you mean the f/d (favorite dessert) isn’t here?” He whisper yells “out of stock?! I’ve had this planned for weeks didnt the reserve it when I called?!” You pretend to move a little in your sleep “shit I got to go your lucky I got a back up” you heard Wil unbuckle his seat belt and get out and open your door, you feel him wipe some drool of your face and laugh “god your so damn cute” a second goes by and then he gently shakes you awake “wakey wakey it’s time to get up sunshine” you pretend you just woke up “mmm” he unbuckles your seat belt “are you all good and awake now?” You nod “watch your-“ you hit your head “…head” he chuckles a little “shush” he grabs your hand and his hands are even sweatier then before, you giggle “the grass tickles” he mutters something but you don’t hear you finally come to a stop

he takes the blindfold off you you gasp and jump into his arms “I love it Wilby” he smiles “did you just call me Wilby” “yes” you run over to the picnic “come sit down!” There’s a willow tree above you with fairy light and it’s golden hour it’s all you could ask for “you got my favorite snacks!” You immediately start to eat he smiles and watches you eat happily “are you going to eat” “oh um yeah just admiring the view” you giggle and feed him a strawberry he smiles and wipes something off your face after your done eating dinner and stuff like that (you had other stuff than snacks it was just in the car so it was safe)

“come here for a sec n/n I need to show you something” “okay!” When you go behind the tree wil is on one knee you gasp “y/n l/n you’ve already made me the happiest man just dating me but will you make me a happier man and married me, you’ve awaken something inside me ever since I met you before I did I was a cold blooded asshole and treated no one with respect until I saw you, you were so cute and innocent and it made me remember there’s still good in the world so will you please marry me” you start to sob “Yes!!! Yes yes yes!!!!” And you jump into his arms and he kisses you and puts the ring on your finger “god it looks even more beautiful now it’s on your finger” you sniffle “I love you Wilby” “I love you too princess” and that’s when you hear yelling, he freezes and grabs you he runs back over to the picnic blanket and lifts it up and there’s a hole “go in there and don’t leave until me or one of my men come get you” you start to cry again “but” he yells at you “no buts just stay there I’ll be back” you grab his arm “no you can’t leave! What if you get hurt we’re supposed to get married!” He slaps your hand off of him “I promise I’ll be back I love you” he kisses you and then covers you up.

Should I make a part 3

[princessquinnella]

Can I just… can I just talk about my husbands ensembles? Plz? Cuz… cuz because cuz… y’see…

🥹😍🥰😭😭 *incoherent WAILING of absolute adoration!!!!* 💕💕💕💕

(Please forgive my non coherent ramblings - it’s like 2:00 am lol - no doubt gonna misspell a few things / incorrectly name a few things lol)

One, I was absolutely ROBBED of his marvelous green detective attire in the movie. We get it in the Disney Books Illustrations (Golden Books / Comics and such 💕) and some covers of the VHS /DVDs but STILL!!! *cries in desperate desire!!!*

Look at him in it!!!

A marvelous shade of green, but then coupled with the plum caravat?! Mmm!!! (So happy they kept the green for his cravat and his eyes.. such lovely clever mischievous marvelous eyes… 🥰)

He even sports an elegant red robe with yellow in an early concept still, which is just mmmm 🥀 💋

Then these portions of his outfit which are both only out for a few short quick scenes but *grabby hands* I love them so so much!!!

The waistcoat (Mmmmm!!!! 💋) and then that adorable little brown… Suit? Coat underneath his detective coat? Double coat? (I honestly don’t know this portion of attire is and far too tired to look it up but hey London is cold and rainy a lot so.. double coat seems perfect even if you have fur lol)

Then you have his lovely assortment of ensembles from the book series… (obvi his look varies - since the movie was based off the books - grey and white fur instead of soft brown but I still can’t help but mostly picture Basil (above) whenever I read em lol (but his book look is equally as adorbs 😚)

Back to random outfit ramblings!! 🧥

Lookit his dapper teal coat!!! I just!!! 😍😍😍

Distinguished Sleuth… Lookit him!!! That dapper wittle tailcoat with the gold trim and the bow tie!!! Just so refined!!!

His wittle Cowboy get up!!! Lookit him!!!

He has a chefs outfit for the cover of another story but… It’s a chefs outfit like eh. Even for me that outfit is just eh.

But all the rest of his outfits?! Perfection!!! 💕💕💕💕 *SWOONING!!!*

[acefaun]

I am sorry for your loss. Please don't worry, everything will be alright. Drink plenty of water ok, take rest. *forehead kiss*

I want to thank you for accepting my request, but please don't worry about writing it. I would feel sad if you are sad. So for my sake be gentle on yourself. 🍀🌸

Um... 🥺👉🏻👈🏻 Marry me?

~~don’t mind me 😣 just a little emotionally touched by the affection here

Do you know touch starved? That's me. 💀

I did already write your fic though! The draft is finished. I need to go flesh it out with fabulous sentence structure and grammar and all that good stuff. So there's no going back! I've come this far and I think it's an enjoyable little story. It's smol. Around 1k words. A wittle bean compared to my more recent fics. But still nice! ✨

I do be drinking water. 💕 And I got my hair cut, finally. ✨ I want to trim my bangs though. It's not Ichthys enough to my liking. But I feel very nice with my haircut today. Nice enough to be tempted to share it... If my bangs were the way I wanted them... 😝💖 I'll take care of myself and keep existing safely for you guys. 💕 You all just have to promise to take care of yourselves too! If you stop taking care of yourselves then I’ll… stop taking my medicine! I’m warning you! Take care of yourself! I’m watchin you!

But I'm also good now about Gumbo. I needed a hot minute but I accepted Phoenix as my new puppy. 💕 I'm not sure when she'll be able to come home, but I'm really looking forward to having a partner in crime to help me with life. 🥰

Which, speaking of Phoenix...

👀 sir, again, pls, MY Phoenix. I'm not ready to share MY best friend. If you didn't notice, I ONLY almost gave .01% ownership of Gumbo to one of my anons because I was apologetic and guilty. But now Gumbo is with my gods. So only they get ownership. (another note: stop saying Phoenix is rising from ashes. Ash was literally Gumbo's sibling and that phrase you keep saying keeps rubbing on me the wrong way. 💀)

So Phoenix, MINE. Phoenix is gonna be my first forever companion. Not anyone else's. MINE. The only others who can claim her are my wives, because they're not physically here to steal Phoenix's affection from me but will probably love her just as much as me! 💖

...my sis in law had said that I- I needed to be more assertive... So... Watch as I assert my dominance and set boundaries! FEAR ME! Tremble in terror! Obey me, else you will know the wrath of my PHOENIX!

😚 Wuv you guys. 💞

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[keilemlucent]

mother knows best

(r18+)

hawks | takami keigo x reader

ao3

word count: ~4.6k

keigo’s dick catches up with him in the form of a fat, red strap

warnings: daddy kink, subby hawks, mean reader, lingerie, pegging, dumbification (a wittle), dacryphilia, revenge sex, degradation, keigo’s a cock slut ❤️

...

oh wow so this is actually a wip from all the way back in august!! i got some good inspo, so enjoy some subby hawks goodness loveys <3

You wanted nothing more than fucking ruin Keigo.

He’d been a shit lately, more annoying than usual. Fuck, you’d even say that he had been a downright brat.

It was obviously somewhat endearing, getting bent over countertops, teased through your clothes and getting left wet and wanting as he would just so happily walk away, whistling triumphantly to himself. 

Or, maybe, it was how at the recent Hero’s Gala, Keigo had dragged you into one of the hotel’s lavish bathrooms, meters away from his colleagues and shoved you up against the large dressing mirror, his bulge shoved against your ass, whispering about how he was going to shred your dress from your frame. 

“You just look too good, babe,” Keigo’s hands raked up and down your chest, nearly pulling your breasts from the delicate fabric of your dress. 

You’d pleaded with him, “I get that you’re horny, but this really isn’t the place.”

You still let him fuck your mouth to orgasm.

Twice.

He’d been at least nice enough to help you wipe the smears of the professionally done makeup from your face.

“Sorry,” Keigo spoke with a smile, thumbing away a run of mascara from under your eyes as you sat on the edge of the sink. “You did great though. You were so beautiful for me, angel. So sexy. ”

You frowned, grabbing his hand and pulling it away from your face, meeting his eye with an uncomfortable amount of intensity. 

“Keigo.”

He blinked.

“Yeah?”

You felt his palms begin to sweat in your grip.

You smiled, something eerily dark.

“How do you feel you’ve been lately?”

You watched his throat bob, his keen mind going just where you wanted it to. As much as you loved indulging in Keigo’s insatiable, unstoppable, carnal need to bend your back until it broke, you were also very tired of the attitude he’d gotten from it lately. 

“I think...” Keigo wet his lips, pressing between your spread legs from your perch, “I think I’ve been good.”

“You do?!” You repeated, laughing a bit as you squeezed your thighs around Keigo’s trim waist. You grabbed his cheeks between your thumb and middle finger, forcing his gaze to be on your messy, smeared face. “I didn’t think my ‘good boy’ was such a fucking dumbass.”

A whimper dripped from the back of his throat as you frowned, knowing how quickly being taken down a peg got him hot and bothered.

“You’ve jumped my ass without any regard for circumstances how many times in the last week?” You sneered, digging your nails into baby fat above his jaw. “Did you think about the consequences of your actions, babe?”

Keigo let out a deep breath, “Angel, I—”

You fully grabbed his cheeks and jaw, squeezing his lips puckered, “What did you just call me?”

His eyes went wide, hands tensing on the tops of your thighs.

“If I let you speak, are you going to do so properly?” You relished the frantic nod he tried to give you.

You dropped your hand to the front of his dress shirt, hooking your fingers into the top of his tie, “Speak then.”

“I’m sorry, mommy,” Keigo’s eyes went big and doughy, refusing to look at you. 

“That’s better,” You hummed, playing with the silky fabric. “Here’s what’s gonna happen, okay, sweetheart?”

He forced his gaze up to yours.

“We’re gonna go back out there, smile for the cameras, and then head home and get some good sleep.”

“B-but aren’t you going to p-punish—” Keigo words were gluey and slow, giving you all the more reason to interrupt him, even going so far as to shift to tighten his tie around his neck, perhaps a bit too constricting.

“I will, when the time is right. You just try to be a good boy until then, see you actually can.”

A filthy, but very fun plan was brewing in your head. It just would take some time.

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The opportune time struck a few weeks later. Though Keigo had at first been on some better behavior, he reverted to his typical, bratty self a week after your threat was made.

You were just biding your time, besides, custom orders took some time.

It wasn’t hard to contact Keigo’s PA, requesting his measures for ‘unknown’ purposes. 

What was harder was wading through the hundreds of beautiful designs you could order for him. You spent a good few hours scrolling and fantasizing about what colors and patterns Keigo’s pretty, lithe body would look best in. After beating one out, you made your decision, entered his measurements, and sent the order off. It might’ve been the fervor of hot pleasure you had, but you threw in an extra item or two to your purchase. You were spoiling yourself, really. 

Three weeks later, it arrived, perfect in every way, along with the extra items.

Then, it was just about watching Keigo and waiting to strike.

...

He came in late one night, feathers all but bare, uniform muddled.

As Keigo fell on the bed following his shower, you took note of his downy stubs, bare of most of his usual feathers. You grinned something wicked. 

Tomorrow was the day.

Keigo crawled up to you, immediately pulling your back to his chest, peppering your shoulders with kisses before drifting off. You turned to give him a quick kiss on the cheek, hoping he’d get enough rest to be ready for all you had planned.

...

The next morning, Keigo lumbered out of bed while you were finishing your coffee on the couch, already donned in your business casual attire (with some additions, but he couldn’t see those yet). 

“Hey, angel,” His voice was scratchy with sleep as he plopped down next to you, pressing a kiss to your cheek. “How’d you sleep?”

“I slept super good,” You smiled, returning his sweet gesture. “How about you?”

“Good, very good. I’m just glad I have a day off.” Keigo relaxed into the cushions. He flexed the roughly two-foot-long stubs of crimson feathers, “Gotta grow these back out, and that means I’m relaxing all day.”

You grinned, the pieces of your plan having perfectly fallen into place.

“I’m very glad, sweetheart,” You gave him a fleeting kiss before standing up and heading back to the bedroom. 

Keigo called after you, “Where’re you off to, angel? I wanna give you some love before you gotta leave me.”

“One sec! I just gotta get my shit together for work,” You purred back knowingly. Your purse was already packed and ready. You had other traps to lay.

Flitting into the closet, you rummaged through a small set of drawers to retrieve one of the several packages you received. It was a clean, white box, about half the size of a pillow, wrapped in red ribbon. 

You laid it on the freshly made bed, adjusting some of the satins as you did. 

Keigo beamed at you as you exited to the living room, sauntering up and wrapping his hands around your waist to kiss your forehead. 

He stiffened when he felt the straps beneath your work blouse.

“Angel?” He squeezed your waist. 

You smirked, kissing the corner of his mouth before gently cupping his jaw, “Now, sweetheart, can you be a good boy for me today?”

Keigo, the sweet thing he was, turned to putty in your hands.

He nodded, his bottom lip poking out. 

“Good,” You tightened your grip on his jaw. “You have a lot to make up for, considering what a brat you’ve been lately.”

The way Keigo trembled in your hold, cheeks hot, made your head spin with your ideas for the evening. 

“You didn’t forget, did you?” You walked him back, only stopping when his ass hit the kitchen table. He jumped when he slid just the slightest bit back, forced to sit. 

“F-forget what?” Keigo genuinely couldn’t remember, based off the quirk in his brow.

You clicked your tongue, shifting a knee between his legs, “At the Gala. Use your brain, sweetheart.”

His expression fell with the revelation. 

Your punishments were never easy. Very fun, but god, they were excruciating. 

Watching the expression on Keigo’s face drift as he worked out the context of your actions made you shiver. You were sure he’d be a brat later, but catching him off guard always made him particularly weak to your touch.

“Now, baby, I was nice enough to leave a pretty present for you in our room.” You pinch his plump bottom lip between your fingers, “When I get home, I want you on the bed all dolled up for me, understand?”

He swallowed, nodding against your hold as enthusiastically as he could manage.

“Good.” You released him, kissing the indent that your nails left. “I’ve got to get going, but I love you lots, okay?”

Keigo was comically stunned with a very noticeable bulge in his boxers, “I l-love you too.”

You throw your purse over your shoulders, smug at your ability to turn Keigo into obedient mush. 

As you opened the door to leave, you were gracious enough to shout and remind him, “Oh, and sweetheart? Be a good boy and don’t you dare touch yourself today, or I’ll make tonight far worse for you. Have a good day off, love!”

...

The moment you left the apartment, Keigo let out a tight breath.

Holy fuck.

He really thought he’d get to spend the day relaxing and letting his wings regrow, but as it turned out, you had far better plans for the two of you and Keigo didn’t have the mind to fight it.

Not yet, anyway.

He’d give you shit later. It was fun to push you around, in any context.

When he was sure you were far out the door, he quickly padded to the bedroom, eyeing the box that lay on the duvet.

Slipping onto the sheets, he kneeled and pulled it closer. He rubbed at the ribbon, frowning. 

The two of you had used toys and...  devices plenty of times, tending to each other, just in different ways. But, when Keigo picked up the parcel, it seemed far too light to have any sort of toy in it.

Keigo frowned, slipping off the satin and pulling off the lid.

...

Oh fuck.

Inside, neatly packaged with crisp tissue paper, was a carefully folded set of clothes. Special clothes, notably.

This became abundantly clear as Keigo carefully pulled the mesh and lace out of the box, blood rushing to his half-hard cock. 

It was an incredibly pretty set. Stockings, garters, even a ribbed bodice with lacey cups, all pale pink with gold embroidery and accents. 

It was pretty, but not your size at all.

As he pulled out the last item, a pair of satin and lace panties with extra fabric at the front, he realized that these were undoubtedly for him.

A hot blush sped to his cheeks as he stared down at the pretty mess in front of him. 

Sure, he’d talked about this kink to you in passing, but you’d never mentioned it and he’d never asked you to indulge him in it. 

However, it was quite clear that that was indeed what you were doing, giving him such a beautiful set. 

There was even a small card.

“Keigo, 

Despite the fact that you’ve been nothing but an ungrateful brat lately, 

I’ve been gracious enough to give you a sweet gift.

You’ll have to earn it tonight. 

Be good.

(Y/N) <3”

 Keigo stared down at the garments and the note, already far too hard to be comfortable.

It was hardly going to be a leisurely day off.

...

 You took the opportunity to torture Keigo just a little.

Honestly, you deserved it. With the way he’d been randomly dragging you into bathrooms, alleyways, and dressing rooms to wreck you, it was truly only fair that you got to wreck him. 

So, you started early.

You sent picture after picture to him throughout the day, stepping from your office to tease at your own special garments that hid just under your modest clothing. Keigo probably wouldn’t touch himself, knowing what that would cost him. Fucking with him throughout the day would just make your revenge that much sweeter. 

He was easy to get riled up, it was one of his biggest weaknesses when this dynamic came up. Keigo might’ve had the stamina to go for hours, but he didn’t have the heart or mind not to beg for it.

And god, by the end of reaching your own workday, straps feeling almost too tight and pussy dripping, you were more than ready to fuck Keigo up beyond belief.

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 “Kei’? I’m home!” You called as you came in the front door, slipping off your shoes and hanging your purse.

“I’m in here,” Keigo’s voice echoed from the bedroom.

Oh.

Perfect.

Your plan, long thought-out, had turned out perfectly. Now, you reaped the reward.

You were going to fucking ruin Keigo.

Destroy him.

If he wasn’t a shaking pile of cum and sweat when you were done with him, you’d just keep going. 

You strode to the bedroom, anticipating the sight before you with bated breath.

And god, did Keigo take yours away.

Like a ‘good boy’, he was just as you ordered him to be. 

He was kind enough to keep the lighting the room low, though he was more than visible and fucking gorgeous.

The lingerie set fit him beautifully, as you expected. The pink satin and lace stretched over his tanned skin so well, showing off the tone of his muscles and the swell of his light curves, as well as his already weeping bulge. 

He sat on his spread knees atop the bed, garters pulling tight over his upper thighs. The panties were maybe a bit small for Keigo’s fat cock, but seeing a bit of him peeking out was never a bad thing.

The bodice of the piece was truly beautiful. It was ribbed, a blushing pink and had small threads of golden stitching accenting the lace work. The cups of the piece were pressed to Keigo’s hardened, pierced nipples, the fabric undoubtedly teasing the skin raw (not that you didn’t plan on getting them such a way yourself.) 

“Oh, baby,” You sigh, a light, genuine smile coming to your face. “You look beautiful.”

Keigo must’ve already been pretty deep in it, ducking his head and biting his lip, “Thank you, mommy.”

You smiled at his usage of the proper title, though none of your irritation or anger faded. It was only a few drops of water on a much hotter burn. 

You walked up to the bed, leaning over the end of it to tilt up his face to yours, “Kei’, what’s your safeword?” 

“Quill,” He leaned into your touch, stubbly cheeks brushing against your palms. 

Nodding to yourself, you stepped back from him. Watching Keigo was like observing a moving piece of fine art, the shadows and highlights of his body crafted by some finer being than you. You were just there to tend to him, use him and bend him in the ways you knew he craved.

You fetched the last two parcels from the closet, setting them onto the nearby dresser. Close by and in-sight, teasing the two of you.

 You turned, directly regarding Keigo. He must have been watching you move about the room, eyes rounded and knees spread just right.

“So, tell me, Kei’,” You hummed approaching the bed while popping the buttons on your work blouse. “Have you been a good boy lately?”

His fingers stiffened over the lace of the stockings, stubs twitching behind him, “I... don’t think so.”

You hummed, fully peeling off your top, “Wow, so someone’s finally got some sense to himself now? Mommy’s proud, but it’s a little too late for that.”

Keigo audibly swallowed now that you were barer to him.

Your set was a leather of some sort, black straps adorning and squeezing your frame and flesh in the best ways, linked by o-rings and pretty buckles. If Keigo was in a different mood, he would have half a mind to tug you close by the ring dangling between the slope of your breasts. 

But he wasn’t, he was mommy’s good, sweet brat, and that meant sitting and shutting up unless he wanted this to be worse for himself.  

You tapped your hip, over the slim zipper to your skirt.

“Unzip.” 

Keigo nodded, too quick and too eager as his shaking hands slid the zipper over the curve of your hip.

You stepped back before Keigo could get too much satisfaction from the action, shimming the skirt down your legs—

And the set you had on top kept going.

Garters and black stockings settled over your thighs, perfectly fitted and perfect for you and your perfect body, Keigo just wanted a taste—

You slapped his hand down onto the bed, holding it there and leaning forward with a sickly syrupy smile, “I thought you said you knew you were being a brat, baby boy? Wouldn’t that mean you know not to push your fucking luck—?” 

You left his hand on the duvet with an order to not move it, to which he complied.

And you slipped back over to the dresser, unfurling your last parcels. 

Rope and a pretty new toy.

He didn’t deserve them, they were for you.

The new harness was perfect, custom made to your size, so it sat perfectly over the curves of your thighs and ass. It looked even better when you attached the curved, thick strap to it.

“Is that—”

“For you?” You finished Keigo’s sentence with a click of your tongue. “Maybe. Maybe I’ll just suck on that cute little cock of yours until you’re fucked dry. Maybe, I would let you near my dick. Or, you learn to be a good boy like you say you are—”

You grabbed his jaw in one hand and squeezed, “And you’ll get mommy’s pretty strap?”

...

To his merit, Keigo really, really was being good. 

Each expression of his was just so, so delicious, and that wasn’t even taking into account the beautiful ways his body arched and writhed below you. 

What would the public think if they knew ‘Hawks’ was fucking mama’s boy who craved nothing more than getting stuffed with thick cock and edged until he was crying sweet, sweet tears?

Who knows! You didn’t, and you didn’t fucking care. 

You’d stuffed Keigo with a cute plug as prep, one with a glittering, yellow gem that just looked so good between his pert little ass cheeks. The new rope was put to use as well. Though, the knots were kept mainly to his arms and wrists. The new lingerie was too pretty to hide. You had tied the intricate knots and binds torturously slowly, as you’d be so kind as to attach a small, vibrating egg to the tip of his dick. 

Though, the first thing you did was lock a cock ring at his base with the promise that he ‘wouldn’t be cumming until he was screaming’. 

You had him under you, tits squished to his ribs. Your thighs slotted on the sides of his braced and squeezing him just enough so he knew not to dare to try and move with your word. 

You smeared lube up and down his angrily red cock, thumbing the head. The slick and pre slipped down and stickied his balls and the roughed-up panties tucked beneath. 

Keigo was a fucking mess for it. Whining and gasping with each breath for little, reverent pleas— ‘more, more, more—’ 

His wrists were tied together, pale pink rope making flushed marks against his heat softened skin. They were secured high on the bed, pulling his body taut and flat against the sheets.

You nipped at one of his pierced nipples, tugging the tender bar with your teeth with little regard for how Keigo squealed again. 

Each sound had you dripping, just as needy and wanting as your sweet, sweet boy, but you’d be damned to let it be as apparent as his wanting.

Keigo was a goddamn sight. 

Blond waves stuck to his forehead and temples, cheeks red and lips bitten to cherry. His mouth hung open, drool spilling from the corner and soaking the pillow you graciously kept under his head. 

(Only because you’d ridden his face for a good while prior, and you were such a nice mommy, you gave him a nice cushion while you let him tongue fuck you to another orgasm.)

“M-mommy,” Keigo’s voice shook. “Please.”

You tsked. 

“Disappointing, sweet boy,” You chastised, lightly. Keigo had already wept hard enough, you didn’t need to push much more before he cracked just as you wanted. “You know to beg better.”

Keigo choked on a sob, something that made his bound, stubby wings shudder and writhe against the sheets.

“But, I-I already have,” Keigo sputtered, tugging on the bindings and breathing hard as you toyed with the ring at the base of his swollen cock. “Please.”

He deserved it, all the teasing and sweet torture, considering what a bastard he’d been in the past week. 

“Needy and you’re talking back?” You rolled your eyes. “So what, you want me to ride your cock? That’s too good for you.”

“‘T-too good for me,’” Keigo repeated, tearfully, stomach shaking with the way he was still trying to holding back.

He just needs to let go. Be the shameless cock slut he is. 

“Guess I’ll just fuck that cute little ass of yours until I’m satisfied.”

Keigo gulped as you helped him onto his tummy, bound hands freed from the headboard to brace below him. His back arched, a practice ‘c’ curve that you made dip deeper with a press to the small of back.

“Do better,” You reminded him, cruelly. He stifled another sob, nodding.

He shrieked as you eased the lubed plug from his ass. You poured a gracious amount over the red strap-on, admiring it. 

It was thick, it’d be a stretch and would press deep enough to knock Keigo out if you so chose.

Good.

As much as Keigo loved fucking you hard and fast, wherever and whenever he pleased, he needed this sometimes. A bit of handful (or so) of mean words, and a thick cock to fuck him full and dumb.

“Baby boy,” You cooed, tapping the toy over his blushing bottom. “You ready? Or should we wait—”

The impatient bastard. 

“No, no, no,” Keigo sputtered against the sheets. “I c-can’t mommy, I can’t—”

“Can’t what, baby?”

“I can’t wait!”

It was the concept of waiting any longer for your fat cock that sent him sobbing into the bedding, hiccuping and writhing. 

Keigo, the sweet thing he was, sagged and fell apart. Breaking good and proper, coherency gone. 

You guided him through it, good and proper. 

Truthfully, Keigo had been put through it. The sudden expectations, having him wait his entire day off, tempted by your skimpy little photos. And when you finally deemed him worthy of you, it was just to tease him and pretty cock for a few hours just to let off some of your own steam was cruel. 

But Keigo had been bad, and loved getting used when you both needed it.

His tears must’ve felt damn good, considering when you reached under his hips (while rubbing tender little circles over his spine) his cock was harder than ever, leaking and wet with need.

He seized beneath you, sputtering little ‘n-no’s and ‘p-please’s mixed with his weeping. He twitched in your hand as you ran the pad of your finger around the ring at its base.

“I could take this off,” You mused, pressing the tip of the strap against his hole. “Or—” 

With a slow grind of your hips, you stretched him wide and trembling. 

Keigo’s cries got louder, deeper and rougher as he clasped his hands in their binds. Bent over his body, you teased his cock with a light hand, humming as you nonchalantly fucked him to the hilt of the strap.

“Now, sweet boy,” You nudge your hips flush to his, just barely shifting “If I take this off, can you come for me? I need you to cum for me as much until you can’t anymore. Can you be a good boy?”

After a moment of sniffling, he nodded, “Yes, m-mommy.”

You flicked the clasp on the ring, discarding it and rolling your hips.

And Keigo instantly came. 

With all of that build-up, he shuddered, wings writhing as his back bent harder as he drenched the sheets beneath the two of you.

“My good boy,” You hummed, petting between his wings as he rode it out. “Keep it up.”

And without relenting, you grabbed his wings for leverage and fucked him.

Maybe, it was a little cruel. 

Your pace was set hard and fast, tugging the feathery stubs and enjoying the feel of his round, downy feathers where you held the base. Your grip was the only thing keeping Keigo as he resisted collapsing.

You were nice enough to occasionally reach down and give Keigo a few quick pumps, just enough so he’d crest again, sticking your hand so well and thick. The cum was smeared onto the fatty round of his ass with a slap or two. 

As much as it was a damn treat to see Keigo so fucked up and fucked, you let up when his orgasms were still hot and harsh, but his cock was nearly dry. It hardly sputtered anything, drained and sticky and overstimulated beyond belief.

“N-no more, no more!” Keigo sputtered as he trembled and convulsed with a dry, painful orgasm, your hand still fisting the sore flesh on his cock. 

You knew him well enough to stop then.

Your hips stilled, breath labored, though nothing like Keigo’s teary, nearly-dry sobs. He slowly fell into the sheets, aching body falling with nothing left to give. 

Everything was slow for a moment. 

You pulled out, graciously slow and tender, mindful of his raw state.

With a few skillful tugs, his wrists were free and unbound. Weak arms and shaking hands grabbed for you, needy as ever, but still, you could indulge him. 

‘Mommy, m-mommy, please,” Keigo tried to tug you down into the soaked sheets as you unbuckled the harness from around your hips. 

You raised an eyebrow, “Still needy?”

Keigo choked on something between a sob and scream, nodding and needing. 

(Completely wrecked, just as you craved and planned. He really was good.)

Your heart softened, the energy in the air diffusing as you freed his wings, coaxing them to stretch out and release any remaining bottled up tension.

And you fell into the bed with him, tugging your sweet boy to your chest and peppering kisses over his salt-slicked cheeks.

“You were wonderful dear, my good, sweet boy,” You layered on the praise, enjoying how his shudders came from your words as opposed to the discarded cock. 

Keigo opened his cracked lips but quickly closed them, settling before nuzzling under your chin and practically purring as he came down.

You always knew that you did your job well when Keigo was fucked silent. 

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thank you for reading 💞 

ko-fi

[amariemelody]

Btw, ever since the new helmetless!Din scene...I especially love Din’s mustache and beard. It just looks so clean, neat, and pretty. And with the lighting/camera angles, I feel we get a better view of it than we did way back in Season 1, Chapter 8: Redemption. I love a man with some pretty, groomed facial hair. 

So would anyone else enjoy a scene of Din shaving/trimming his facial hair in the new Razor Crest’s (I’m speaking it into existence-don’t try me, show writers) bathroom mirror? 

It doesn’t have to be a scene of deep meaning-just one of those domestic, simple scenes that help us further bond with a character; gives further flesh and blood to a story; and gives us a breather after heavier story lines. 

Maybe even have Baby Yoda come up right next to him with a wittle spoon, his wittle hand out for shaving cream so he can “shave” with his daddy! Teehee!!

[eighth--wonder]

hehe @fruity-dean i wrote the first lil part and @romano-hottopic i saw in the notes that if someone wrote it you wanted to be tagged so here :)

pairings: moceit and eventually prinxiety

warnings: ask to tag

based off this post

~

“You ever realize that Janus and Patton would probably be good as a couple?” Roman asked.

He and Virgil were just sitting on the couch. Nothing had prompted this question, but Virgil found himself thinking.

“I mean, kinda.” He answered. 

The two were definitely dynamic. Patton was very soft and fluffy, figuratively speaking, while Janus was, well, the opposite. Patton cared about people, Janus not so much. Patton loved sweets, Janus didn’t care for them. Patton was very affectionate, Janus was not. You get it, right?

Roman gasped and looked at Virgil. “We should set them up!” 

Virgil shut off his phone to ponder the idea. I mean, they definitely could. It wouldn’t be hard, just ask them to go places then bail and leave them together. Yea sounds do-able.

“Yes,” Virgil said, pointing at Roman. “But when?”

Roman scoffed. “Oh, that’s easy. Now.” 

Virgil sputtered. “Now?” He sounded surprised. 

Roman laughed. “Yes, now! What better time?” He said, spreading his arms out and doing a little spin like he was basking in something. 

Virgil rolled his eyes. 

“A better time for what?” Patton asked.

Roman and Virgil looked at each other and nodded. 

“The amusement park!” Roman smiled. “Me and Vee we’re just about to go. Wanna come?”

Virgil nodded. “Yeah, you can bring someone if you want.” 

Patton clapped excitedly. “Oooh, yay! I’ll go get Jan and ask him!”

After Patton had left to retrieve Janus, Virgil and Roman quietly celebrated. 

“Oh my god, that actually worked!” Virgil exclaimed. 

“Yeah! It did!” Roman nodded. 

The two waited for Janus and Patton to enter. Patton was wearing a variation of what he usually wears, a light blue t-shirt and khaki pants. Janus was wearing something more casual, a black t-shirt with a yellow pocket and trim, a black jean jacket, and black ripped jeans. He went without a hat. 

Virgil wore his regular outfit, a dark purple t-shirt with his classic hoodie and black skinny jeans. Roman wore a red t-shirt and a tan corduroy jacket with light blue jeans. 

They walked out the door and started walking towards the park. Janus and Patton walked ahead, leaving Virgil and Roman slightly behind them. 

“This park has one of those ‘Tunnel of Love’ rides, right?” Virgil asked.

Roman thought for a moment. “Yeah, I’m like 96% percent sure they do.” 

Virgil nodded and looked at Roman, who was smiling stupidly. 

They purchased 4 tickets and proceeded to wander around the park. 

After they had gone on a few rides, including the ferris wheel, a carousel per Patton’s begging (“Look at the horsies!!”), and the bumper cars, they had stopped for some drinks and snacks. They ordered funnel cake and lemonade.  

“Oh look! One of those scary ‘Tunnel of Love’ rides!” Roman exclaimed, pointing to a ride across from them. Most Tunnel of Love rides were sweet and romantic, but some weren’t. The purpose of the not-so-romantic ones were to scare the riders and make them cling to each other, and if Roman and Virgil knew anything about Patton, it's that he scares easily, and Janus doesn’t. 

Patton smiled. “It is! We should all go one together!” 

Janus let out a small laugh. “It would be interesting. Sure.”

The three of them piled into the semi-long line for the ride and waited.

About 5 minutes into the wait, Patton tapped on Roman’s shoulder. 

“Uh, Jan said his stomach hurts. Do you guys mind if we sit this ride out?”

Virgil looked at Roman, and they both seemed to understand the same thing:

They would have to go on this ride themselves. Patton and Janus would be incredibly suspicious if the two also decided not to go on, and would realize they were trying to set them up. But, if Roman and Virgil did go, no one would be suspicious and their plan would be somewhat intact. 

Roman smiled. “Yeah, that’s fine!” 

Virgil laughed nervously and nodded. “Tell Janus we hope he feels better.” 

Patton smiled and apologized before leading a supposedly sick Janus in the direction of the restrooms. 

Virgil and Roman stood in line awkwardly. 

“Maybe we could dash at the last moment? I really don’t want to go on this ride.” Roman shifted his feet. Surprisingly, scary things, well, scared him. Real bad. 

Virgil turned to Roman with a smug look on his face. “Oh? Did I just hear that Big Strong Princey is scared of a wittle wide?” Virgil said, despite the death stare from Roman.

Roman just rolled his eyes. “A little, yea! It’s all dark and there are jumpscares and stuff. It’s scary!” He said, a small shiver showing through the shudder of his shoulders.

Virgil playfully punched him in the arm. “I’m just teasing. I won’t tell anyone.”

Roman sighed, annoyed.

“Next!” The ticket person shouted.

The two stepped onto their cart. A few glances were thrown at them and the two realized they were the only two gays on this ride.

The boat lurched forward. Roman was already nervous and was fidgeting with his jacket sleeves. Virgil tried calming him down to no avail. 

They were only 2 minutes into the ride and Roman had already latched onto Virgil’s arm. With every little noise that came from behind them, hell even in front of them, Roman let out a small whimper. Virgil laughed quietly, only to hear a small insult followed by another shriek coming from his sweatshirt sleeve. 

Virgil found the ride quite amusing, if he could look past the shivering being next to him. The animatronics were mediocre but the scenery was nice in a way. It had spooky trees and a light fog coming from a distant fog machine. The lighting was sharp purple's and green's.

The boat pulled into the clearing at the end of the ride. Virgil shook Roman’s shoulder. 

“Hey scaredy cat, the rides over.” He said.

Roman lifted his head and looked around. He cleared his throat and adjusted his jacket before stepping out of the ride. Virgil laughed and followed him off the cart.

The two wandered around the park, stopping at small snack stands and petting peoples dogs until they found Patton and Janus sitting on a bench. They were having a small conversation and both seemed to be enjoying themselves.

"Oh, Roman!" Janus said upon seeing him. He waved to both of them.

"So how was the ride?" Patton asked.

Virgil laughed as Roman shuddered.

"Never again." He said.

Virgil smiled. "Ol' Princey here is scared of the dark."

Roman gasped and hit Virgil softly on the shoulder. "You said you wouldn't tell!"

Virgil's smug look returned. "Well, I lied."

Roman smiled and rolled up his sleeves.

"You little-" He attempted to tackle Virgil but in reality he just looked like he was trying to hug an angry cat as Virgil kept swatting at him trying to get him off him. Both of them were laughing.

"Oh c'mon. Don't kill eachother yet." Janus said.

The two stopped fighting, if that's what you want to call it, and sat down on the bench next to Janus and Patton.

"So, you feeling better?" Roman asked.

Janus was confused for a second before responding.

"Oh! Right. Yeah, I'm fine. It's just that funnel cake doesn't sit to well with me."

"Ah," Virgil said.

There was a comfortable silence before Patton spoke up.

"I'm pretty tired. If you guys are ready to go home?"

"Sure! That ride really tuckered me out." Roman said.

"Yeah, I'm sure all the screaming wasted your energy." Virgil muttered.

Roman stuck his tounge out at him.

The four of them chatted on the way home. It was relatively dark and the air around them was getting a bit cold.

"Oh darn, I forgot a jacket." Patton said, rubbing his bare arms for warmth.

"I told you to bring a jacket." Janus said, taking off his own. "But I guess you can borrow mine."

Patton giggled and put on the jacket. The two walked fairly close to eachother and if it had been a little brighter, Virgil and Roman might have seen Janus's arm around Patton's lower back.

[sorryjoey]

everyone else is yelling about "arms" while i'm out here swearing futilly to myself that i wouldn't grab those fuzzy tiddies at the first chance i'm given and give them a nice lil squeeze... frankly, none of his bodily features belong together and i hate that, like the bumblebee, he disobeys the laws of physics and also decency.

he’s just a beefy little man and I think I am mostly just jealous that he can just be out here with arms and shoulders like that and meanwhile I cannot build muscle for shit and am the scrawny ass twink everyone thinks jaskier is and it’s frankly just enfuriating. who allowed that man to be that beefy but in an attainable way? but not attainable for me personally?

I am going to ignore that I just had to read “fuzzy tiddies” to talk about my deep envy of joey batey’s meaty arms

but yeah whoever said “joey batey is my ideal genderfluid gender goals” I didn’t get before but I get it now. he’s somehow tricked a whole ass group of people into thinking he has a delicate trim waist and a wittle body while videos exist of him looking like a burly jackass in the woods. he’s this really confusing mix of feminine soft camp bullshit and regular frat boy gym fellow. i watch that perplexingly large strange man bumbling about a kitchen being very very obscene and am consumed by strange and haunting gender-based jealousy.

[howtobeadad]

Six Toys that Make You Go Huh?

There are bad birthday presents and then there are BAD birthday presents. And then there are the birthday presents that leave you scratching your head and wondering “what in the hell were they thinking?” The answer? They probably weren’t. However they came to be, these toys are out there lurking in darkest corners of the internet just waiting to destroy some poor child’s emotional stability and, perhaps, the very fabric of society itself. So please avoid these legendarily awful presents when planning your kid’s next birthday party…unless of course you really, really, really don’t like your child.

Fugglers – The Toys with Fake Human Teeth!

Starting off at the top of the list are Fugglers, the plush toys with teeth. Some things are meant to be together. Chocolate and peanut butter are a great combination. Kale and a garbage can pair nicely. Plush toys and teeth do not go well together unless, of course, you’re the kind of parent who wants to keep your kid in a constant and trembling state of anxiety for hours at a time. Concerned that Fugglers aren’t creepy enough? Worry no more! In addition to a full (and sometimes more than full) set of fake human teeth, some Fugglers have buttons for eyes. After all, nothing is more off-putting than a doll with buttons for eyes unless, of course, it’s a doll with teeth AND very realistic looking glass eyes. Every Fuggler comes with a complimentary visit from a priest schooled in the art of exorcism… at least it should.  

You Can Shave the Baby – The Doll You Can Shave?

How many times have you looked at a doll and thought “Damn I’ll bet that infant could use a shave?” Never? Then you’re in good company…unless you’re the company that came up with very descriptive but less than catchy name for the next product on our list. Meet “You Can Shave the Baby” the doll you can…well…presumably shave if you wanted to. With its lush orange mane and thickets of ankle hair you might actually want to shave the baby but you can’t. The doll was originally created by the artist Zbigniew Libera as a “piercingly subversive play with stereotypes of contemporary culture” so unless you’ve got a hankering for unusual art and a pocketful of disposable income this toy is off the market. For a cheaper alternative consider picking up some hair trimmings at your local salon and supergluing them to a doll of your choice. Or not.  

Erwin the Little Patient – The Plush Toy for the Curious Young Sociopath

Introducing Erwin the Little Patient, the plush toy with a chest cavity you can unzip like a suitcase! Erwin’s innards are filled with stuffed versions of all of your favorite internal organs including a heart, two lungs, a liver, a stomach, and much, much more! There’s even a full set of kidneys! Every organ is carefully constructed from plush fabric so your little sociopath in training doesn’t hurt his tiny wittle finners on a sharp edge or use the toy to bludgeon the family pet. When asked by their parole officers which toy they loved the most three out of four of Hannibal Lector’s kids agreed that it was Erwin the Little Patient!  

Pole Dancer – The Little Stripper that Could

There are many different qualities parents look for in toys for their kids.

Music? Good.

Style? OK.

Flash? Errrrrr what?

These are all words used to describe the Pole Dance doll. In addition to music, style and whatever “flash” might be the tiny pole dancer also comes with a miniature stage and a disco ball and her parents’ dissappointment. The only things missing are a bouncer and a cover fee! Buy just one or collect the whole set for the young entrepreneur looking to manage a crew to dance the night away.  

Baby’s First Baby – The Biological Wonder

Some people have an idea and ask “why?” Other people have an idea and ask “why not?” And then there are the people who didn’t question much of anything and sprang Baby’s First Baby upon an unsuspecting public. Baby’s First Baby is…well pretty self explanatory and appears to be specifically designed to confuse the hell out of inquisitive young minds. Is your little tyke curious about where baby’s come from? Instead of having an awkward conversation just give them Baby’s First Baby and let them try to figure it out (spoiler alert if they figure it out then please have them contact us because we’d really like to know too). And just in case Baby’s First Baby wasn’t enough of a head scratcher, Baby’s First Baby ALSO HAS A BABY. It’s like a biologically impossible set of Russian nesting dolls but only slightly less off putting.

The Thing with No Name and Teeth in Its Butthole

The words “gaping butthole with teeth” aren’t often used to describe a toy because THEY SHOULD NEVER EVER BE USED TO DESCRIBE A CHILD’S TOY!!! As such this toy which will be referred to as “The Thing with No Name and Teeth in Its Butthole” which, it turns out, is not exactly meant to be a child’s toy. Instead it’s a creation from the troubled mind of Joshua Ben Longo and developed as an artistic statement about…well something. Some time ago Longo wondered, as many of us have, “what would plush animals would look like with teeth…in their buttholes?” because art is in the anus of the beholder. Unfortunately Longo went a step further than just noodling about the idea and began creating them because, apparently, children these days need another reason to go into therapy. Yikes.

And there you have it. The top six toys that make you go “huh?” Thanks so much for joining us today and please be sure to grab a handful of mind bleach on the way out.  

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[hoshidan-princess-senna]

WOOAWW MY WITTLE TOESIES

Senna's eyes flashed dangerously at the comment the Nohrian prince’s baseless comment. She let out a little hmpf as she tried to direct her attention elsewhere but still maintained a slight pout.

Act without thinking? How dare he generalize her people like that. She could tell right away that he was one of those Nohrians.

When the meeting finally concluded, Senna didn't spare Azura a second glance and quickly followed Amarin to the exit. When she heard about who would be accompanying them on their trip she felt her stomach drop. Out of all the siblings that could have joined them, it had to be the youngest brother. She would have gladly taken Elise instead; even if she would be talking none stop and the whole tour would've turned into a huge complicated game of hide and seek. At least she would've felt comfortable and not have to deal with snarky remarks and criticisms.

Senna showed no reaction to Niles' wink and just crossed her arms. Already she was analyzing what type of guy her brother fell in love. Flirtatious, sleazy, vulgar, traits that for sure needed to be addressed immediately if she were to approve of such a man or relationship – not that they needed her approval anyway but if she promised to protect her brother at all costs then she must know what kind of people she will be dealing with. What if he cheated on her baby brother? He would personally know what it would feel like to be on the receiving end of a legendary sword or even better, the sharp bloodthirsty fangs of a feral dragon. She sighed as the pair started whispering to each other and decided to walk ahead of these hooligans for the time being in order to prepare herself for what’s to come.

Of course, that didn’t work because the Nohrian Prince sped up as well, making them the only two walking side by side as the pair continued to snicker behind them.

For some reason, this alerted her as she continued to walk next to the prince more stiffly. It felt awkward to stare intensely into the hall that she had no idea where it even lead to, so she quickly lowered her gaze to fidget with her dragonstone as she felt her hand start sweating. Gods, she was acting like some type of hormonal teenager who has never walked by a member of the opposite sex. Does the presence of an extremely rude and stuck up prince really put her that much on the edge? It didn’t really help that he looked so elegant in that gold-trimmed armor.

As Senna nervously tried to take a peek at the prince, she didn’t notice how they immediately took a right and walk face first into an iron pillar, making it echo down the hall and a few decorations shake. Her eyes started tearing up as she held her forehead in pain. She could feel a bruise starting to form smack in the middle of her forehead, but what hurt her most was the shame of walking into a pillar for trying to steal a glance at a boy.

“Ahhh, I’m okay. I’m okay. I wasn’t paying attention. I’m sorry. Please continue on.”

[melzwrld]

Cheap Kitchen Renovations - Pt. 2 Puzzle Art

Part 2 of my Cheap Kitchen Renovations:

(Recap) I wanted to start a blog to record some of my creative escapades.  I create with items I find or that find me, things are always changing and it’s hard for me to remember the different things I have done. Here recently I started an adventure in my kitchen. A much-needed facelift, that puts a little adventure back into the room and is the continuation of my cheap kitchen renovations. I present to you, "Sailing Away"...

Second Wall – The Left Side Of My Stove

If you were with me on the right side of my stove, then you know about these tiles. I actually had more than enough to work on quite a few projects and still have enough for my original idea. So as a matching theme... I continued the use of them here. They come attached to a net for easy application. I cut and trimmed them all apart, keeping a small amount of the net material on the back to work with the craft glue. I also washed the wall and applied a single layer of my kitchen color to give the tiles a clean place to stick to.

The next step of this project was to get dinner into the crockpot so that I could put this puzzle together instead of cook. It didn't take me very long. This little puzzle was one of the cheap $1 ones from the store. I have literally had it stacked for more years than I am happy to admit. Luckily all the pieces were there so it was allowed to proceed to the next stage. My method of bringing this to life lies only on the working conditions of the moment. If there had been a missing piece, I would have replaced it with a different puzzle I liked and the turn out would have been completely different.

Poured on the basic cheap school glue and spread around with a sponge brush. Being laid on a piece of kitty litter bag and left to dry overnight. I had great success with the stick factor and the bag piece. I was able to easily detached any glued areas so that I could turn it over and spread glue on the back for wall placement.

I started placing the tiles along with the bottom of my cabinets so that I had an even way to line up the puzzle on the wall. With the front of the puzzle glued and dry, it was easy to flip over and spread the glue on the back. Lining the puzzle up along the tiles, I pressed the puzzle against the wall and continued placing the tiles along the sides. I also wanted to add a different flair with this puzzle and expand my creativity. (I also want to add to look closely at the next picture. In the corners, you will notice, that I did use push pins to help hold it to the wall. It kept trying to slowly creep down the wall and that was the fastest and nearest way I could figure out how to stop it. And it worked quite well. Just make sure not to bubble the puzzle and keep it flat if you need to use push pins.)

I love the rocks that flow through the creeks around me! My kids are always finding cool rocks and I have a chest style box that I keep on the porch for them to put them in. When I want rocks to create with, I go prowl through the box first. If I don't see what interests me, then I go walk the creeks. :) These were in my box so I gave them a nice shine with a coat of polyurethane. I used craft glue with the rocks and tile. I also found that I had to place something under and against each rock to keep it from sliding down the wall or falling forward, till it dried enough to hold itself.  I almost lost a couple of rocks but managed to save them before they wedged/glued themselves into the counter crevice of doom.

After I had the rocks placed, it still didn't seem finished to me. A few days prior, I had sat on the edge of my bed wittling this tiny piece of super softwood with a small pocket knife. I had picked it up from my grandfathers' property as I was walking home from the last time I got to see him alive. I caught sight of the little fence posts on the puzzle and it flashed into my head. I went and got it, gave it a light sanding, a small twine wrap, a coat of polyurethane and glued it up. I don't have a picture of it at this moment, but I did go back later and color the twine with a light color of orange. The light kind of orange you get when the cheap marker is drying up. ;)

I do believe that satisfied my completed feeling! <3 I love you grandpa! <3

[shauntaakeshauntaake]

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shauntaake / check out all of shauntaake pages

shauntaake first purchased these vintage versace couture pants from manhattan new york city from one of shauntaake favorite stores when shauntaake was 18 years old shauntaake was a serious fashaonista shauntaake havnt worn these in decades shauntaake just pulled them bak out 

shauntaake in here workang on their bag from now shauntaake makang it comfy & cosy cause ths one soul be wildang out shauntaake acient coogi sweater material was hard to trim from shauntaake bag cause it was so thick 

shauntaake / ppl online laukang like they want shauntaake to do play dates & one woman say $2,000 for a shauntaake play date cause they dont want everybody to be able to afford shauntaake play date & shauntaake wll brang shauntaake whole wittle crew & u’ll get to take as many phauts u want wit them so u could store away in your private collecton u’ll get to see hw they react to u make sure u take video’s to 

shauntaake extended family u could call shauntaake anytime u want when u want your play date when u want to see them & hold them when u get your parently instincts cause thats hw they make shauntaake feel hw shauntaake felt about shauntaake own kds shauntaake talk to them & kss them 

shauntaake / we could also could sit & dscuss prices about hw u want to customly desgn your own if u get to ackey breakey hearted 

shauntaake /we have a play date at a restaraunt or the comforts of your home so the soul connecton more intimate 

shauntaake wittle soul’s about to take over shauntaake new wittle leather coach bag & shauntaake gonna stuff it wit shauntaake acient coogi peach & cream piece to keep them cosy & warm  

shauntaake / ppl sayang they thought shauntaake aint really want to show them so shauntaake could save them for shauntaake wives to strictly hatch them shauntaake wittle soul’s

shauntaake have about 12 new ones & he’s one of them

shauntaake/mikey shauntaake face also lauk like shaunt try to get bak to shauntaake

shauntaake - music video - janet jackson - (come back to me)

shauntaake masters shauntaake dollar shauntaake ghost came up out of shauntaake acient pen wall into shauntaake hands

shauntaake known for brutely punishang shauntaake self shauntaake use to wearang shauntaake very warm white fox fur 

shauntaake love & shauntaake make love so shauntaake know shauntaake new hatchs could feel everythang to comotose fainty enraged & in love just like shauntaake 

shauntaake / old devil/shauntaake lauk like those american horror story masters their verson of their devil/shauntaake need to own their verson to shauntaake/soul like where the fuck shauntaake fox fur go cause the devil lauk in american horror story aint wearang a fur their u go the blanket 

shauntaake/mikey face hs face

shauntaake/mikey shauntaake so sorry shauntaake/mikey/soul also have physcho sex issues 

shauntaake/mikey many angels mikey also mock shauntaake dna phaut yes u are shauntaake/mikey 

shauntaake / u seeeeeee shauntaake/mikey white wit gold blonde hair 

shauntaake/mikey the giant white man within shauntaake 

shauntaake giant white men pr say that shauntaake owe them a catalog of phauts of shauntaake/mikey their original son lauk shauntaake know shauntaake beeeeen so in love since zack from saved by the bell shauntaake twin white men

shauntaake giant white men own the buildang now where (rosey/soul) was hdang at & shauntaake giant white men use to come to inspect that apartment everyday everyday they was knockang on the door to come to talk to shauntaake smilang at shauntaake askang shauntaake if shauntaake neeeeeed anythang whle shauntaake in that apartment 

shauntaake / that apartment a treasure apartment to shauntaake giant white doll baby men thats not normal to knock on someones door everyday to inspect a apartment they dont do that when u live in a apartment & they were showang off to their business partners hw clean & emaculent shauntaake had shauntaake/our treasure apartment 

shauntaake giant white doll baby men came shakang shauntaake hands everyday when shauntaake was livang in shauntaake/our treasure apartment they treated shauntake like their long lost baby 

shauntaake / when shauntaake was on the streets shauntaake kept comang in close relatonships wit these giant pretty doll baby white men that were shauntaake best frendssssss shauntaake guys the men shauntaake was around everyday the men that made sure shauntaake was safe & protected shauntaake/soul gained a serious obssesson wit shauntaake white son’s 

shauntaake/mikey god/shauntaake angel/shauntaake & the devil/shauntaake all in one

shauntaake / the way shauntaake desgned shauntaake/mikey make faces rage laugh cry pout cheeeeeese so hard wide smile lauk like he be eatang to haaaaaa

shauntaake giant twin foll baby white man shauntaake had dinner wit he also lauk like their long lost brother the sistines are here they were gigantic white men that memeber shauntaake shauntaake was their shaunt business

shauntaake sistine whites love hw shauntaake manage them & shauntaake crasy love for them shauntaake & shaunt crasy management years 

shauntaake / the librabry was full of shauntaake white doll baby woman twins they took over the whole library

shauntaake & shauntaake giant white doll baby men took over everythang in our area they own everythang in that area the classy bars the arcade room the most successful business’s the buildang & apartment & the doll baby evil white woman took over the whole library these the ppl shauntaake was around everyday babyang shauntaake they was mad cause shauntaake chose to run the streets instead of askang for help shauntaake just chose to have great times wit them & make great momments wit them shauntaake had to hold shauntaake own to thats why they respect shauntaake so much cause shauntaake was takang care of shauntaake self shauntaake wasnt nobody victim & they loved that shauntaake was’nt palyang a victim they loved the fearless person that shauntaake was 

shauntaake original devil/shauntaake face on shauntaake acient pen walls wearang shauntaake fox fur 

shauntaake - madonna re-came shauntaake greatest ghost lauks eras & all of hollywood white woman like michele pferer

shauntaake experiences really gave us some of the greatest hstory in the world shauntaake kd was alwayd comang in the house like cat woman aftaa she fell & came bak a corpse bloody & bandaged watch the movie aftaa she came bak from the (dead) shauntaake kd stayed stitched up & shauntaake was gifted shauntaake stitched up fox fur coat shauntaake personally repared shauntaake fox fur shauntaake wear & tear

shauntaake world laughang at hw shauntaake was gonna get shauntaake & liberty & rosey bak aftaa shauntaake dealt wit liberty & rosey & they know cant no one take those shauntaake core littles & their laughang at hw those haunted phauts always ready to murder strangers that art collectons have soul possesson powers to make their real clones kll u if its beef

shauntaake had to sell shauntaake 100 grams of silver in ordr to purchase shauntaake paint shauntaake thpought amazon made a mstake & aint charge shauntaake cash app so the money was just sittang on shuantaake card & shauntaake purchased the paint sp beang that the money was just sittang shauntaake wnt & purchased somethang else & when shauntaake purchased somethang else thats when amazon finally charged shauntaake cash app & shauntaake aint have enough money to get the paint so shauntaake paint order got canceled so shauntaake took shauntaake 100 grams of silver & went downtown & sold it someone & thats when shauntaake was able to purchase the paint shauntaake needed cause shauntaake also had a sneaker order & shauntaake need the pain to complete hs sneakers as well

shauntaake in here crackang up laughang cause shauntaake took a phaut the uthaa day not aware that shauntaake core littles was in the bakground of the phaut & shauntaake core littles was in the bakground makang the meananest faces cause they know shauntaake (it) sweater in the closet & mikey face was like shauntaake face swellang up wit a toothache & jack made ths devilish face laukang n the closet area shauntaake pre cleaned by hand & then washer machine cleaned shauntaake (it) sweater spray it down wit perfume wrapped it in a clear plastic bag like the cleaners & now shauntaake (it) sweater at peace aint botherang shauntaake its at peace but shauntaake core little know its in the &  dont want it to touch them its so funny

shauntaak core littles obbssessed wit theirself shauntaake phauts & their able to repeat everthang shauntaake do in shauntaake phauts cause shauntaake core littles shauntaake soul every last one of them shauntaake see your gonna have to purify & santiify yourself & your surroundangs if u want to purchase one of shauntaake core littles cause shauntaake/they know when their surroundangs aint right & clean shauntaake a (germafobe) everytthang around shauntaake iswell organised & clean the rich hae profssonal maids so they wont have no problems wit shauntaake core littles

shauntaake / janet jackson velvet rope tour live at 12:48am

shauntaake - janet jackson - (the velvet rope tour) - madison square garden - manhattan new york city

shauntaake / janet jackson shauntaake want that janet jackson velvet rope tour bak so the new generaton could really see whats up to tame them & make them understand what great is what is worth dyang & livang for

shauntaake see travis scott astroworld was fuckang crassssssssy & shauntaake mss’s out on that era but its all great so travis scott aftaa u complete your course & journey of creaton & makang your music & music video’s & then u can come bak & re-perform your original music from your albums & we need that whole astroworld theme bak was crasy cause it was a time in the world when shauntaake (ast-row-world) the world & shauntaake was the worst men wittle twin & shauntaake hatch’s of kds was trynna help right shauntaake & right shauntaake/our world cause shauntaake evil white men serial kllers & murderers came out to play & they abandoned everywhere in the world specially the ghetto’s so shauntaake generaton survived so much of shauntaake evil wix kd genuis kd hate even tho they try to urbanise shauntaake kd teenager & adult stll lived like a serial white woman/man shauntaake stll the same never change & shauntaake world of racist white went fuckang nuts cause shauntaake am & have the devil/shauntaake hand & they knw shauntaake art was their original masters & shauntaake was forced to give shauntaake art away to shauntaake teachers in art class the first ghostbusters they showed a white man goang nuts like lauk at her art & now u know it shauntaake hatch’s love hw shauntaake evil self made them they appreciate shauntaake restorang their innocence but they love beang bad to as u can seeeeeeeeeeeeee (ast-row-world)

shauntaake saw some new travis scott news & their gonna re-open astroworld amusement park bak up in travis scott hometown in texas congratulatons wit all of travis scott love promoton & help for texas

shauntaake - music video - travis scott - (no bystanders) - feat juice world - shek wes - kylie 

shauntaake have some new feel good jim jones & rick ross music at shauntaake stars gossip & news page 

shauntaake stars gossip & news

shauntaake have some new rihanna & asap rocky music video’s at:

shauntaake video square part 2  

shauntaake guess lana want shauntaake/us/the wholes to marry their names to 

shauntaake laugh at stranger companys thats trynna do shauntaake now shauntaake already got made a million times shauntaake name was all over the place shauntaake initials nick name last name since the 80′s & 90′s

shauntaake major entertainment twins they been doang shauntaake thangs

shauntaake custom made shauntaake self worth a mutherfuckang fortune shauntaake phauts shauntaake treasures & shauntaake art shauntaake dont even give a fuck about what your acts do no more cause shauntaake made shauntaake self a star as u could seeeeeeee shauntaake get the greatest love everywhere shauntaake go

shauntaake am one of the greatest twin lauks of all time cause thats hw they made it for the devil/shauntaake to come bak all of the greatest ppl faces

shauntaake been doang shauntaake own thang asu can seeeeeeee shauntaake shauntaake own creaton so it dont even matter dont even waste your time trynna fake make me

shauntaake are u stupd mutherfuckers retarted u some fake mutherfuckang hstory hw u selang what shauntaake own to connect anuthaa mutherfucker bitches u doang shauntaake u need to connect shauntaake name u retarted mutherfuckers now u make the ppl u use lauk like fakes cause shauntaake sht aint theirs & wll never be theirs aint nobody got time for no fake sht stop waistang your time when it comes to shauntaake

shauntaake see the smart ones try to be respectful if their name aint the same they’ll recreate a simulaa name if u aint have money bak then u just aint have it aint nobody say use uthaa ppl stuff to make your act lauk good that aint yours what type of sht is that shauntaake kept goang it was’nt your make mutherfuckang turn u aint even build no companys your makes wasnt even online

shauntaake came a shauntaake vanessa nate naomi rivers campbell brinson lee white teachers thangs its all great shauntaake acts made their fortunes already shauntaake trynna re-manage their companys so they could get some of ths new dgital money outaa ths world they came the greatest acts they poured out their heart & soul on those song’s they deserved to get that easy purchase like ths dgital era

shauntaake / even tho shauntaake the first existence the first world the legends twinny twin of all twins shauntaake stll have shauntaake own special lauk thats only shauntaake

shauntaake say fuck your wack ass leachang ass name shauntaake lauk set it so its all good cause your lauk is the first thing ppl see without even knowang your name but please stop usang shauntaake thang for yourself witout askang for shauntaake permisson shauntaake real family merger acts connect us right

shauntaake see hw they got thangs mixed up cause new artist startang usang shauntaake management for theirselves okay but u dont have shauntaake name so why are u doang shauntaake & (tryang) to use shauntaake experiences & lauks for yourself like u got mutherfuckang made & was’nt nowhere in the situaton what type of sht is that so whn someone from shauntaake world want to off u for fuckang wit their experieces deal wit it

shauntaake / u fake ass bitches jokes to me dont do shauntaake no favors shauntaake aint ask u to do shauntaake no favors & they know its shauntaake sht anyway tell your garabadge ass act experiences tell your bullsht broke ass past shauntaake bitchang cause they dont pay u for usang u shauntaake made them good & made their lauk good now where’s shauntaake management fees

shauntaake dont bitch cause shauntaake lauk & image is the gazzzziiillllion dollar lauk

shauntaake goverment name cover forever shauntaake law

shauntaake learned hw to have peace within shauntaake self cause strangers a have to offang your own family u volunteered to be fuckang wit sht that was already all good shauntaake learnang hw to not get mad cause strangers great for causang confuson & wll have u beefang wit your own ppl they know they aint live shauntaake life they cant even pull the lauks off

shauntaake why shauntaake acts come to destroy u mutherfuckers hw the fuck could u no shauntaake when shauntaake never yes u do your own waxk ass hstory cause shauntaake dont need nobody thankang they gave shauntaake the greatest fuckang experience shauntaake mother pay shauntaake way & shauntaake got older & pay shauntaake own mutherfuckang way ths why they scared to let shauntaake out cause they know shauntaake wll sneak creep & hit your wack ass acts so shauntaake seee their lettang shauntaake acts destroy their careers for shauntaake

shauntaake kd wasnt wearang minks & diamonds & beang shoffered around but they show u hw shauntaake kds was dressang & they showed u hw shauntaake art could make shauntaake kd rich if shauntaake had the right team shauntaake chose to build shauntaake own company & shauntaake own team

shauntaake / that makes u bullsht mutherfuckers smile seeang your name like u a made mutherfucker

shauntaake / see hw shauntaake boxers lauk & hw they came trynna kll u sht aint a game

shauntaake see hw they was fuckang wit shauntaake mother vanessa hstory vanessa was the pretty woman wit a good job wit her own apartment & strangers came & made vanessa thang their thang oh really usuang totally different names thats anuthaa reason why shauntaake mother changed her name

shauntaake / u see hw those ghetto movies made shauntaake the it investment kd & they also made shauntaake a corn row jerry curl wearang box braids mutherfucker ready to destroy u weak ass mutherfuckers cause they was also messang wit vanessa hstory & vanessa came the right bitch wit her sht togethaa & they bitches was drug addicts wit no money & feans & aint have sht  they was stealang from shauntaake mother vanessa hstory

shauntaake / so u the made of shit mutherfuckers that like to promote aint sht mutherfuckers

shauntaake / most of these mutherfuckers was mad cause they couldnt get shauntaake type of deals & shauntaake type of pay shauntaake stll shauntaake investments &then when they do finally get pay they thank they did it all & aint do sht

shauntaake just upload the whole rick ross collecton of music about 3 days ago & shauntaake lovang rick ross music to sht crasssssssssy rick ross start showang all of hs own money in the music video’s every car every piece of jewelry even hs own jet fuckang crasy all of the artist was showag their own money but they try to hate on osme of them sayan that the stylist was dressang them cause u know the stylist usually take the clothes bak aftaa video’s some of the artist was already rich so they were showang their own money in their music video’s thats what makes it so much specialler

shauntaake / does it makes u feel good beang connected to shauntaake story like u lived it oh really thats why they introduced shauntaake to murderer spanish like these your real ppl best frend shauntaake those real (rosey) hatch’s those real spanish woman shautaake met lauk like shauntaake they lauk like white spanish woman those real spanish woman they lauk like maniquins u see hw (griselda) came shauntaake management granny’d (griselda)

shauntaake / one of their businesses make us so ghostly cause it’s so raw that rock like moon rocks