#late partner

[leandmaddy]

"Always be with you"

Ship~ Konig X Hongari

Type~ Angst

Cw~Swearing mentions of death, death

"Konig! How'd' it go?" The smaller man said running to his taller boyfriend who just climbed out of the truck. "Uh... It was ok..." The taller man said starting to walk back to the building with the smaller

"Konig!" Price yelled inside as soon as they opened the door and was inside the building. "Y-yes Cpt.?" Konig worriedly said taking off his hood. "Your next mission is in a couple of weeks; you need to scout with Hongari." Price explained the whole plane to the two men. "Got it?" Price put out his cigar and stood up. "Yes sir." The two men said in sync. "Good, not get out of my sight."

The two men excused themselves and went to their rooms. Konig was sitting on Hongari's bed with him. "What's on your mind big guy?" Hongari asked, climbing into Konig's lap. "I-I'm not the best at patrols, because of all the waiting and sitting." Konig said, pulling the smaller closer to his body.

The smaller took off his Glasses, and mask. "We can bring some quiet toys, for you to mess with." "O-ok..."

"Konig I can tell that something else is on your mind, what's wrong love?" The smaller asked readjusting himself to be straddling Konig's lap and facing the taller. "I hate going on missions without you, or anyone matter of fact. Price knows that I hate going alone because if something happens to me no one's going to be there to help of save me." Konig kept on going on about how he felt.

This is the most words Konig has ever said, both of the men, were people of few words, but Hongari sat on the taller's lap listening and comforting the taller. After Konig was done, it was clear to tell that he had a tear he was fighting to stay in his eye. "Ko- love, no matter how far away we are apart, I'll always be with you."

'Always be with you.' is the last thing Konig's brain thought of as he heard the smaller yelling for him. Konig wanted to yell out, but he didn't have the energy to even talk.

"KONIG! WHERE ARE YOU!" Hongari was yelling, starting to lose his voice from the yelling. The smaller was kicking around rubble looking for the German. He found Konig's hood. "Shit." It had a small whole, right where the frontal lobe of the brain is, and some blood splotches. "Shit, shit, shit!" He felt the hole, thank whatever god is up there that the bullet didn't do through.

"KONIG!" The smaller yelled out one more time before seeing Konig's hair sticking out of some rubble. "Konig!" The smaller ran over and started moving things. There Infront of him, his boyfriend who was slipping in and out of conciseness. "Shit, Konig stay with me!" Hongari demanded looking for his med kit. "Fuck where is it!?" Hongari took off his vest to look for the kit. "SHIT!" He didn't have it, and he couldn't leave his lover.

He grabbed his Radio. "WENEEDAMEDICATOURCORDINITS!FAST!" The Korean yelled into the radio. "Slowdown, what is it?" "We need a medic at our coordinates. fast. Konig is in and out, not responding. no clear bullet wounds." "Ok, one's on his way, try to stop any bleeding with your kit." "That will be a problem." "Why?" "I don't have my kit, and Konig's on his."

After he made the call, Hongari picked up Konig's head and held it close to his chest, bent over, he could feel tears, and he just let them fall. Fall onto his dyeing boyfriend, fall onto the floor of rubble, fall, and fall, and fall.

"Hongari?" "Konig! You're going to be ok, it's going to be ok. stay awake." The smaller said, trying to now hide his crying.

Konig raised a weak hand and wiped the tears that were on the smaller's scared face, he weakly spoke. "I'll always be with you... I love you..." With that he closed his eyes and didn't reopen them. "No, no nonononononononononono. KONIG! KONIG WAKE UP!" More tears fell, but this time he didn't wake.

The medics got there but it was too late, Konig was gone, and he couldn't be brought back.

Hongari now walked around in Konig's clothes and wore Konig's hood. "Hey Hongari, Price needs to see you." Soap said through the closed and locked door.

"Be out in a min." Hongari groaned as he sat up, from his late boyfriend's bed. He climbed out, not bothering to change, look presentable, or even put on shoes.

He found Price, sitting at a table, with Gaz. "You wanted to see me?" "Ah, Kim. I have something for you." "What?" Price held out his hand. The smaller man went over to the man and held out his hand under the older man's. Price opened his hand and placed something into the smaller's hands.

Hongari looked down, it was Konig's dog tags. "But sir, tags are for family..." "You were the only one marked down for family." He felt more tears ready to fall, but he didn't want to break down Infront of his cpt.

"Come here." Price said setting is cigar down and opening his arms. Kim hesitated but went into the hug. "Let it out son, we won't judge you." And that's what Hongari did, he cried until he passed out, clutching the tags in his hand close to his heart, not letting go.

[pommegrantaire]

Au lit, le baiser by Henri de Toulous Lautrec but make it Aziracrow

[gleafer]

*reads news*

THIS IS FINE. I’M NOT PANICKING. THEY DIDN’T WAIT TOO LONG TO DO THIS. WE’RE FIIIIIIIIIIIINE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAdrinkpunchcry

Sweet GEEBUZ, I need a distraction!

Have Muchas Smooches⬇️

[ami-v-dragnire]

Happy 5th Anniversary! 

Thank you for continuing to bring me so much happiness! Here's to more to come <3

[effervescentcvnt]

imagine teasing your tentacled spellcaster monster partner all the time when you go on a date: you’re wearing skimpy clothes that show more skin than they cover, not to mention that you aren’t wearing any underwear. you’re constantly touching them just a little bit too close to their sensitive spots “on accident” and whispering naughty things in their ear in public. you want to make them go wild with lust until they snap and have their way with you.

“keep this up and you’ll be in a world of trouble when we get home,” they warn you, their voice low and raspy. 

you look into their eyes, feigning innocence. “what��s ‘this’? i’m not doing anything,” you reply, grinning inwardly because you know that they’re already getting riled up because of you. 

as the two of you are sitting at the restaurant, you let your foot brush up against theirs under the table and then drag it upwards towards their crotch. that almost makes them drop the glass of wine that they were holding and they shoot a heated glare at you as you smile back softly. because of their keen senses, they can smell your arousal as your slick drips onto your clothes. you continue tormenting them all throughout the night, pressing the sole of your shoe against their crotch and rubbing slowly, licking the dessert off of your spoon in a way that is certainly too lewd for a public setting and bending forward in your seat so that they can catch a glimpse of your chest as you’re talking.

when you finally go back home, your beloved monster is fuming, sexually frustrated and ready to ravish you. they’re so much bigger and stronger than you so it’s easy for them to pick you up and throw you on the bed. they’re on you in an instant, their tentacles firmly pinning you down against the mattress. 

“is this what you wanted? to tease me until i have to punish you?” they growl.

you shake your head in disagreement, all while knowing that both of you have agreed on a certain word that’ll stop everything if you truly don’t wish to continue. “it was just supposed to be a bit of fun! don’t punish me, i’m sorry!” you yelp.

“oh, you will be,” they snarl.

before you even know what’s happening, they cast a spell on you, a glowing brand in the shape of a heart appearing just above your pubic hair. the symbol warms your skin, the familiar heat of arousal settling between your legs.

“what the fuck did you do to me?!” you shriek.

“you’ll see,” they simply say, malice apparent in their voice. they bend down, smiling at you with their sharp teeth flashing in the dim light of your bedroom. they lick at your lips with their long, forked tongue, urging you to part them. the moment that you do, they plunge their tongue in, giving you a sloppy, wet kiss that makes you moan into their mouth.

your partner is blessed with both a pussy and a cock, and they intend to use you thoroughly to sate their every need. they press your head against the pillows and mount your face, and immediately you begin working them over, kissing and sucking their clit and occasionally teasing the opening of their pussy with your tongue as their heavy cock rests on your forehead, already leaking precum. their tentacles hold you down, immobilising you, rubbing every sensitive part of your body at once. they grind their hips and let out breathy, appreciative moans when you pleasure them with your mouth and soon enough, they whine in ecstasy and they squirt all over your face, drenching you in their juices.

they manhandle you into a mating press, first slipping their lubed fingers inside you, stretching your hole and preparing you for their cock. you’re already hoping for an orgasm as they split you open on their cock. after they’ve worked their cock into you fully, they ravage you fast and hard, panting in pleasure. all you can do is lay there wrapped up in tentacles, eagerly sucking on your  fingers when they explore your mouth. you can feel your orgasm approaching fast, and just when you are about to fall over the edge, you… can’t. the pleasure keeps cresting, yes, but you cannot finish. you whimper in confusion and wiggle your hips although you cannot move much. your partner notices your distress and chuckles at your predicament.

“the spell i have cast makes it impossible for you to cum,” they explain. “you’ll only be allowed release if or when i decide that you’ve been punished enough.”

you howl when you slowly comprehend their words. “please no, please let me cum! agh- i’m sorry for teasing you! i’m sorry, fuck, please stop, release me!!” you beg but your pleas fall on deaf ears.

your monster’s cock still pounding at the sweetest of your spots and you’re sure that if they were to pull out, your hole would gape. their tentacles stroke you in a loving way that creates a sharp contrast to the rough fucking yet the pleasure they bring is unbearable.

it’s absolute hell, to be kept there with no release in sight while your darling beast uses you for all you’re worth. you can feel your hole throbbing, and you’re leaking everywhere, making such a mess of yourself. the torture is seemingly endless, and your partner ends up pumping load after load into your fluttering, denied hole. they kiss you again, all tongue and teeth, their unnaturally long tongue thrusting in and out of your mouth. it feels as if your lower body is on fire, and the unending stimulation has you constantly feeling like you’re ready to explode yet you can’t. your tummy bulges with both their thick cock and the amount of cum that your beast has spilled inside.

they’re not completely heartless, though, and eventually they release you from their spell. 

they spoil you with countless orgasms until you’re drooling and your eyes lose focus, mercilessly ripping your pleasure from you.

when you’re done, they clean you up gently and offer you a snack and water, making sure you're okay. they wrap their arms and tentacles around you, holding you close to them as the both of you drift off to peaceful sleep.

[moron-rights]

​dyes armor, dyes armor, dyes armor, rummages basket full of equipment, dyes armor, dyes arm—

[arcadechan]

the mind is willing

[flippyplush]

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

This isn't what it looks like.

[First] Prev <–-> Next

[didderd]

*sets this gently in front of yall* some food for the Tou simps.

[yuwuta]

gojo would kill your work husband. but if he were the work husband, that's a different story

REAL!! he’s such a hypocrite because if someone mentioned you had a work husband, his entire world would stop and he wold devise the absolute worst plans to make sure that your co-worker, everyone at your job, and everyone in the next building over knew that he was happily committed to you 

but if he is the work husband, he’s very........ dutiful in his role. there’s a loose office/lawyer au in my head where satoru is your secretary, and for all intents and purposes, your personal assistant, and he’s good at his job, but mostly because he considers his job to be pleasing you. he has coffee for you when you arrive, he moves your schedule around without you asking, he has answers to questions before you can even ask them, he has fresh flowers on your desk weekly, pokes into your meetings to pretend to hand you a file that’s really just maybe a single document in a manilla folder with candy on top of it—he’s made himself your business, your partner; he’s made himself irreplaceable, and he loves to remind everybody of that fact. 

he’s also extremely loyal. sure, he could day a week’s worth of work done in about a day, but that doesn’t mean he’ll just use his talents for anybody. he’s your secretary, so he’s at your beck and call, and everyone knows it. they know he’s the best, but also that he’s off limits—not because you won’t share him, but because satoru won’t let himself be shared. 

he also extends his duties beyond work, of course. when he hands you a print out of your schedule for the day and you’re confused by the three-hour block of time you have in the middle of the day, satoru just helps you shrug your coat of your shoulders and smiles, “that’s for the lunch date you have with me, of course!” hanging up your coat in your closet for you, “i’m paying, see you soon, sweets.” and because you’re great at your job, and satoru helps you be great, nobody really questions when the two of you have time for a 13-course tasting menu at 1pm on a tuesday afternoon. and if they did, all satoru would say that you two had a lovely date 

[hadesisqueer]

I like how Violet is so used to having dramatic ass children that Francesca marrying with no drama was too odd to her lmao. And thinking about how her story will unfold is actually kinda hilarious because it's gonna be like:

Violet: Well, that's it. John is a very good man and Francesca is comfortable and happy with her choice and if this is what she truly wants, it's all that matters💜

Violet: Also, it's kinda refreshing to finally have a normal child that doesn't do any dramatic or scandalous shit.

Francesca a few seasons later after her husband passes: *fucks and falls in love with her husband's cousin -who is a woman-*

Violet:

Violet: Honestly, I should've seen this coming, none of my children will actually ever be normal.

[whimsyvixen]

🎂😘 Happy Birthday to the beautiful @yoce-chan 🥳🎉

Who knew a contest I held years ago was going to lead me to my sister from another mother? 🥹🫶♥️

You dragged me into JJK Hell so here is my gift to you, you slut!

(And of course, it wouldn't be complete without a little hehehe (⁠☞⁠ ⁠ಠ⁠_⁠ಠ⁠)⁠☞ smut.)

[icys-junkyard]

It's his month! The month for ghosts!!

[seeminglydark]

Lets skip the bus, and just walk so we can spend more time together.

i know its not so easy for you right now, nothing is, I guess.

But I can help you carry the load, and we'll get there eventually.

And even if we don't, well, thats ok. Walking beside you in the early morning light is what mattered to me anyway.

Sully and Caro are from my webcomic Mil-Liminal.

[dungeons-and-dragon-age]

sometimes you just gotta draw obnoxious husbands u.u