#panthers anon

[maxislvt]

Thinking about babysitter!reader fucking Wanda in the back of her mini van.

(Also, this is only a fic request if you want it to be! Otherwise, enjoy the imagery😌)

Love your work btw<3

warnings: power bottom!Wanda, service top!r, amab!r, semipublic sex, age gap relationship

thank you for the compliment :) I hope you enjoy this! also shout-out to @wndaswife for inspo. PLEASE GO READ HER POWER BOTTOM WANDA FIC IT'S SOOO GOOD

Though you took pride in being a good role model for all the young children you babysat, you found yourself in a situation that could only be described as scandalous.

Wanda Maximoff, the mother of two wonderful twin boys and a pillar of the community, was pinned beneath you and almost entirely nude in the back of her Honda. The fact it was in the parking lot of an abandoned mall certainly didn't help. It would be a lie to say you didn't see it coming. You and Wanda had truly only been together a few weeks. The increasingly scandalous outfits and jokes at the expense of your virginity were a dead giveaway about how she was feeling. You were shocked it didn't happen sooner.

"Oh, you'd be as red as a tomato if you heard what the other moms around town wanna do to that pretty face of yours."She whispered with the same drawl that got you into this whole mess. It was easier to fall in love with her again than it was to tell her no. The hand stroking down the length of your shaft was relentless. "Especially that little nose of yours." Wanda guided your tip up and down her slit until you were practically shaking. "But you only want your mommy, isn't that right?"

You nodded frantically. "Just you, I promise." Your admission earned you the privilege of burying yourself inside of the warmth of Wanda's cunt, but you hesitated to take advantage of it. "D-don't I need a condom?" You asked foolishly. You were still so careful and nervous about everything. "And isn't it a crime to have sex in public? I'd hate for you to —"

Wanda wrapped one of her legs around your waist and pulled you forward. A low moan fell from her lips as you slid inside of her. "If I wanted you to wear a condom, I would've brought you one." She pulled you in for a kiss just as she started moving her hips against you. "Don't worry about that, okay? Just focus on making me feel good." One of her hands moved down to guide your hips into the pace she wanted. "That's it, nice and slow for mommy."

A low whine escaped your lips. "Mommy, you feel so good." You mumbled out in a daze. Nothing could ever truly compare to the feeling of Wanda's walls sucking you deeper inside of her. The confidence that you had built up weeks in advance meant nothing at that moment. You were nothing more than a pet for your lover to boss around and tease. "You're so warm," You whimpered. An unusual stroke of boldness took over as you began to grope at Wanda's chest. The mound of soft flesh felt heavenly in your hand. You were tempted to lean down and suck on it.

"You can be rough, baby. I want you to hurt me." There was an edge of excitement in her voice. It only grew as you began tugging on her nipples. "Fuck, just like that!" Wanda's moans had become increasingly broke and desperate. "I can feel you twitching baby. Are you gonna cum?" She purposely clenched around you tighter as you shook your head. "Are you sure? Mommy won't be upset if you do."

You clenched your eyes shut and tried focusing on the rhythm. "No Mommy, I can hold it. I promise." You weren't entirely confident in that statement. Your fingers abandoned Wanda's nipples and opted to focus on her clit instead. The bundle of nerves was almost too wet for you to properly stimulate.

Wanda was endeared by your sacrifice and was more than willing to test the stamina she knew you didn't have yet. However, the trunk of her car wasn't the most ideal place to do that. She hooked her ankles together behind your back. Her hips rolled against yours desperate to squeeze every last drop of cum out of you. "I'll tell you when I want you to hold it, but right now mommy wants you to fill her up. Can you do that?"

Of course, you could do that. Rope after rope of your cum painted Wanda's walls until you had nothing to give. Feeling her cunt flutter and gush around your dick was almost too much. You buried your face into Wanda's neck, embarrassed by how much was coming out of you. "I'm sorry, it won't stop," You mumbled weakly. You would've had to pull out at some point, but you started to dread the mess to come actively.

Wanda affectionately rubbed your back and whispered praises in your ear as you shook on top of her. "You did such a good job for Mommy," She coed. Her fingers tangled into your hair and played with it while you slowly caught your breath. "I know it feels good but we still have errands to run, remember?"

The groan you made as you pulled out didn't go unheard, but it was a bit upsetting to have the moment interrupted. You wiped yourself off then got dressed. It wasn't until you finished dressing yourself that you realized Wanda's problem."Are…are you going to the store like that?" Your eyes were immediately drawn to the already ruined panties. "Aren't you worried it'll leak out?"

Wanda shook her head as she climbed out of the van. "If that happens, you'll just have to use that pretty mouth of yours to lick it up."

[larsnicklas]

first off, so panthers fans aren't freaking out, show the camera your left hand... your right hand too. // all good. i have both.

[hinakyuu]

matthew doing this... admittedly cute chest-thing, for anonymous <3

+

(not quite the same, but...)

[shih-coulda-had-it]

What animal do you think users are one for all?

I don��t wanna limit myself to just one per… take these with the disclaimer that it’s just one iteration of an answer! This is purely based on vibes instead of anything symbolic.

Yoichi: Weasel

Kudou: Red fox 

Bruce: Badger

Shinomori: Elk

Banjo: Wolverine

En: Fruit bat

Nana: Leopard

Toshinori: Lion

Izuku: Black-footed cat

[jasmindoodles]

I imagine Shuri just after giving birth happily hugging her little baby daughter, as well as Fen hugging Namor when he was born.

Here’s the first of the drawing ideas. I can’t wait to do the rest!

Thank you to the one who suggested the idea! 🥹💖

[firemenenthusiast]

Need to be namors little pretty knocked up wife more than anything fr fr. Like I need him to spoil me to death, hand feeding me grapes as I lie down on the bed. He would throw a fit if i was doing anything but resting up cause he’s just so protective and wants me and our baby to come out as healthy as we can be, I wouldn’t have to life a finger.

👩🏻‍🦯👩🏻‍🦯 not that he doesnt spoil you on a daily basis but when youre all knocked up and round with his baby (s)….. he get super protective. in that period he really think everything could harm you that he decides to mother proof your chamber. no sharp edges, no objects lying around on the floor, he commands an extra of 2 of the talokan maids to have their eyes on his pregnant wife and to give you everything you ask for on days he couldnt be with you but other than those days, he clears up everything not as important in his schedule just so he could sit and watch if you need anything. he would feed you, he would go out himself to find the food you crave for even if theyre crazy ass pregnancy foods because he wouldnt forguve himself if anything happened and you dont get to eat what you asked him for. he woukd rearrange your sheets so youre always warm and comfy, and would try to talk to the baby inside your belly because he read that its good for their growth. yes, he read both human and talokanil pregnancy books to really know what he should expect from you. sometimes youre worried for the people because instead of doing his job as the king, he decides to spend a lot of time taking care of you and when you ask him about it he responds with “i had attuma take care of everything, do not worry. my job right now is to take care of my two loves”

[revindicatedbyhistory]

You're spreading the old "Dalai Lama had slaves' lie to justify CCP genocide against Tibet. And also we haven't forgotten the disgusting anti-black remarks you made about Haile Selassie.

"In old Tibet there were small numbers of farmers who subsisted as a kind of free peasantry, and perhaps an additional 10,000 people who composed the “middle-class” families of merchants, shopkeepers, and small traders. Thousands of others were beggars. There also were slaves, usually domestic servants, who owned nothing. Their offspring were born into slavery. [16] The majority of the rural population were serfs. Treated little better than slaves, the serfs went without schooling or medical care. They were under a lifetime bond to work the lord’s land — or the monastery’s land — without pay, to repair the lord’s houses, transport his crops, and collect his firewood. They were also expected to provide carrying animals and transportation on demand. [17] Their masters told them what crops to grow and what animals to raise. They could not get married without the consent of their lord or lama. And they might easily be separated from their families should their owners lease them out to work in a distant location. [18]

As in a free labor system and unlike slavery, the overlords had no responsibility for the serf’s maintenance and no direct interest in his or her survival as an expensive piece of property. The serfs had to support themselves. Yet as in a slave system, they were bound to their masters, guaranteeing a fixed and permanent workforce that could neither organize nor strike nor freely depart as might laborers in a market context. The overlords had the best of both worlds.

One 22-year old woman, herself a runaway serf, reports: “Pretty serf girls were usually taken by the owner as house servants and used as he wished”; they “were just slaves without rights.” [19]"

-Friendly Feudalism

[lisannastraussisanangel]

I love your Levy and Pantherlily headcannons. Do you have one where Lucy, Levy, Happy, and Pantherlily go on a job together? It's just so funny to see that they like the girls better than their dragon slayers.

This will be fun!

Natsu and Gajeel are super offended and jealous that they are being left behind

The job requires them to search a huge library so the girls brought the cats to fly them around instead of climbing a million ladders

Happy tries to make it a competition but Lily is not having it

Happy sulks about this and Lucy has to cheer him up

The difference between the two duos is hilarious. Like Lucy and Happy are bickering the whole time while Levy and Lily are just chillin

Btw Happy does get bullied for being the only one in the group without a L name

Levy and Lily find the book first. And Levy brags about it for the entire trip home

Lucy and Happy both pout about it forever

Regardless of that, the four actually really like working together and do it several more times

Happy tends to bring out Levy's mischievous side and they tease Lucy (Lily tries to back up Lucy but he is ignored)

Lily is the only chill one in the group. It's usually a bunch of lunatics running around and Lily nursing a headache

[paisholotus]

THE REASON PEOPLE LEAVING THE FANDOM BECAUSE YOU BLACK BITCHES DON'T KNOW HOW TO ACT!

I CAN NAME A HANDFUL OF BLACK WRITERS ON HERE WHO JUST BE ON FUCKING DRAMA.

The only thing y'all good for is playing victim

.......

Black Bitches!? 🤨

OK, this is the last time i will speak on this! Y'all have always been disrespectful to me and racist in my inbox, but y'all are taking this too damn far.

Now, when we are discussing black women, YOU WATCH THAT BITCH WORD! YOU KEEP BLACK WOMEN OUT YO D!CK SUCKING ASS MOUTH!

You anon warriors so fucking brave behind a mask. Y'all wanna bully somebody so fucking bad, why don't you go bully that fucking toothbrush in your bathroom, and scrub out the repulsive bullshit that comes out your mouth.

Y'all literally come and invade black spaces made for BLACK PEOPLE! And we're the toxic one's? FOH!

Y'all are miserable and sick.

[fishyfishyfishtimes]

HI idk if any of these r repeats (sorry if they are😖😖) but id love 2 see facts abt panther groupers!! gars are also rlly fun imo any kind and i also love sturgeons..... if u have any fun facts abt the differences between types of sturgeons i would rlly love 2 hear !!!! sorry again if this isnt the kind of stuff u wanted 2 hear omg . love ur blog keep it up💕💕💕💕💕‼️

Thank you for your kind words friend! Of course I'm happy to provide! :DD I do repeats all the time so it's completely fine, and even then I have not done panther groupers yet! So...

Daily fish fact #570

Panther grouper!

Juvenile panther groupers are pure white with black spots, but as they age they gain splotches of beige and grey! They're also called humpback groupers because of their distinct hunched form.

And there you have it! I shall do gars and perhaps a sturgeon next! Differences between sturgeon species, I'm not so sure about... they all vary from each other in different ways, like distribution, body shape, colouration, snout length and shape, and so on! My good buddy @sturgeonposting has several informational posts about sturgeons, so be sure to check them out if you want to see many facts!

[maxislvt]

I've been thinking so much about omega Wanda and alpha reader and I was thinking about omega Wanda buying alpha reader hoodies and stitching in her last name on the chest just to show that Reader is hers, it started off as just a small w.m on the sleeve but then it grew and moved to the left side of reader's chest where Wanda always places her hand when she leans in to give a little peck to reader throughout the day

warnings: omegaverse, nonsexual dominance, suggestive

i wrote this in like 2 hours

As much as you hated to admit it, your wardrobe needed upgrading. Before Wanda, you were all work and no play and your clothes reflected that. All the formal attire you had was bought at the last minute for missions and barely fit. All your lounge clothes were just workout clothes you felt comfortable to sleep in. You had four pairs of shoes and two of them were technically a part of your costume. 

It was only a matter of time before Wanda had to intervene. 

“Sweetheart, I understand that these clothes mean a lot to you but you have to get rid of something to make space for new stuff,” Wanda said. She was having a hard time getting through to you. Alphas were quite territorial and had a hard time letting go of their things. She understood why to a certain extent. These were the clothes your mother had given you when you were rescued. It wasn’t easy for Wanda to get rid of them either, but some of your clothes were barely holding together. “Look at this,” she gasped. “I can fit my head through this hole!” Wanda put the hoodie over her head to show the truth of her statement. 

You chuckled at the sight of Wanda. “Can’t you just patch it up? There’s no point in buying a new one if it does what it’s supposed to.” You simply shrugged when Wanda groaned. The need for new clothes wasn’t above you, but admittedly you didn’t know how to go shopping for clothes. “Look, I’ll get new clothes but I’m not going to just toss all of the stuff I got already.” You began putting your clothes back on the hanger. It was easier said than done considering Wanda kept snatching clothes away from you. Some of them you let go, but when it came to a particular leather jacket, you refused to let it go. “Nuhuh” — you pulled the jacket back towards you — “I’m keeping this one.” 

Wanda pulled back. “It’s not even real leather. I promise you we’ll find a better one when we go shopping.” She was usually careful with your things, but the leather was peeling and the sleeves were stretched to their limit. She wouldn’t blink twice if it ripped in half right now. You were far too cute to be caught dead in such a tattered piece of clothing. She tugged at it again. “We’ll get you a new one,” she said, this time her words were more pronounced. A clear warning.

Of course, you were just as stubborn as Wanda. You wanted your jacket. Not a new one, not a better one — it had to be that jacket. “You’re not the boss of me. I want to keep the jacket and that’s final.” You said as you finally yanked the jacket free from Wanda’s grasp. You had the jacket, but now there was a bigger problem. Wanda wasn’t too pleased with your defiance. “Look Wanda I—”

“Bend over, and you better not miscount.”

After a brief conversation, you and Wanda agreed to go shopping. 

Wanda wanted you to explore different stores so you find clothes that interested you, but she wanted to get the essentials first. That unfortunately meant spending a dreadfully long time in a tailor. To make matters worse, it was 8 am on a Saturday. That was when you usually woke up, but that was for training. Not for playing dress up. The tailor was nice, but no amount of kindness could make you less upset about the detour in your schedule. The worst part was that Wanda insisted that you have plenty of accessories to go along with the new suits you bought. You were too upset to even bother looking for regular clothes. Wanda agreed to take you home after the fitting, but she hated seeing you upset. 

Wanda knew she had to apologize and there was only one way to do it.

It was supposed to be just the one jacket. It was a decently priced repair and sewing her name initials on it was a quick process. Then she found a few of your old hoodies and got a little carried away. Each time her name got bigger and bigger. By the fifth one, her last name covered the entire backside. She was thankful only a handful of your hoodies were truly salvageable. Once she was done, she simply placed them back into your closet while you were off on a mission. 

You noticed that they were back in your room almost immediately. The thought of Wanda owning you so blatantly made you blush, but you liked it. You began wearing them all around the tower. Whether it was a debriefing or while you were working out. It felt good knowing you were owned.

Wanda was just hoping for a little more.

“When I made these, I was thinking you’d wear them outside.” She wrapped her arms around your shoulders and snuggled into your neck. Wanda’s lips brushed against the mark she left on your neck months ago. “We’re not a secret anymore.”

You let out a deep breath to keep calm. “I’m more worried people will try and copy the design.” It wouldn’t be the only time a company copied something of yours for hero merchandise. “I love them, but all it takes is one picture of me in this thing, and suddenly everyone has one.” Your head leaned back against her chest. Sometimes you wished you were just a stay-at-home alpha. You had no idea how to take care of a home, but you’d be more than willing to figure it out if Wanda could have you to herself.

[larsnicklas]

[240316 fla vs. tbl] matthew tkachuk catches tampa bay's brayden point with an enormous reverse hit in the corner just moments after linemate sam bennett sent nikita kucherov flying in a hard-nosed physical shift typical of their line.

+ bonus: bennett hit on kucherov

[hinakyuu]

2nd ✩ !! hawks @ panthers 230310

[loveroffictionalmen]

hey i have a request and its fine if you dont do it cause its a little different to your others! y/n is in a movie with scar, lizzie and flo, y/n sh’s but the others dont know that but one day they see the cuts on y/n’s wrist. i lovee your other oneshots btw

One Day At A Time

Pairings: Scarlett Johansson x gn!reader, Lizzie Olsen x gn!reader, Florence Pugh x gn!reader

Description: After a long day on set, y/n doesn’t notice their scars are visible.

Warnings: TW DO NOT READ THIS IF IT WILL MAKE YOU RELAPSE!!! self harm, mention of scars, angst, lots of comfort.

Words: 900

Prompt: Person A has scars and person B finds out about them

A/N: First of all, thank you for the love, I truly appreciate it! You all mean so much to me! I hope you enjoy, and like I’ve said before, my DMs are always open <3

It was weeks, nearly days since y/n had last self harmed. In all honesty, they were doing better than they had in a while. Since being cast in the up and coming Marvel television series, a spinoff of the Avengers, they had felt better. Happier.

They were with some of their best friends. Scarlett was like a mother to y/n, Lizzie and Florence were like sisters. They had become a family, the four of them. And since they were so close and spent so much time together, y/n barely even thought about self harming.

Of course the urge would come back once and awhile. But that wasn’t the problem. It was the scars. Y/n’s scars weren’t the freshest, but they were definitely still there. Their makeup artist who had been with them since the beginning knew how to cover them up, so no one else on set really knew about y/n’s scars. And it wasn’t like y/n’s costume was extremely revealing anyways.

Y/n sat in their trailer, finishing up their hair and zipping up the last bits of their costume.

“You almost ready babes?” Scarlett knocked on the door of the trailer.

“Yeah! I’ll be out in moment!” Y/n called.

“Good! We got you coffee,” Y/n could practically hear Florence wink.

“Thank you!”

When y/n had finished getting ready, they opened the door to their trailer and was greeted with three smiling faces and four cups of coffee. And a croissant, of course, Florence’s favourite.

“Director wants us in the studio by 8, if we run we can make it.” Lizzie said.

“Jesus Christ, why did no one tell me? Its 7:57!” Y/n’s face went pale.

“Run!” Florence yelled, taking off into a sprint, completely forgetting to give y/n their coffee.

Y/n looked down at their phone. 10:37 pm. They had been on set for nearly 15 hours, and all y/n wanted was to go back to their hotel room and sleep. Y/n barely noticed the lack of makeup on their forearm when they and the girls were walking back to their trailers.

“I didn’t know they added scars to your character. When did they do that?” Lizzie asked out of the blue, nodding towards y/n’s arm.

Y/n cocked their head for a moment, confused as to what Lizzie was talking about.

“Wait yeah, those are badass!” Scarlett added on.

The four reached the trailer section of the set. And it hit y/n. They were talking about their self harm scars.

“I-” Y/n started, too shocked to be able to form a sentence. Florence’s face was the first to drop. She smacked her hand over her mouth and whispered a muffled, “Lizzie.”

Lizzie realized within a split second, as did Scarlett. Scarlett was the first to speak.

“Oh baby, c’mere.” She said, holding her arms out for a hug. Y/n stood for a moment, then collapsed into Scarlett’s arms. Florence and Lizzie enveloped y/n in a big hug and the four were silent for a minute.

“I’m so sorry, y/n. If I had known I never would have said anything” Lizzie said when they broke apart.

Y/n stayed silent.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Florence said, taking y/n’s hand in hers.

Y/n was still silent. Then they took a deep breath.

“I don’t know. I just, I struggle sometimes. I’ve never been like, officially diagnosed or anything, but,” Y/n looked at their faces. Each one of them was focused entirely on them. “I just feel like there’s no way out sometimes. So I...” Y/n trailed off, gesturing to their arm as a conclusion to their sentence.

“Oh hun, I’m so sorry you have to go through that. That’s awful.” Lizzie said.

“It’s okay.” Y/n said, tears threatening to fall from their eyes.

“No, it’s not. You shouldn’t have to go through that. I wouldn’t wish that on anyone, let alone a beautiful soul like yours,” Scarlett said. She took y/n’s hand and gave it a squeeze. “We’re here for you love, no matter what.”

Florence had stayed silent the whole time. It was confusing to y/n, Florence usually was the most supportive out of the three girls.

“Hey guys, can I just talk to y/n alone real quick. We’ll meet up with you after.” Florence asked.

“Yeah of course, we’ll see you back at the hotel?” Scarlett said.

Florence nodded, watching the two girls leave and then turning her attention to y/n.

“I understand how you feel.” Florence said.

“Thank you,” y/n said, not really realizing what Florence was really saying.

“No I mean, I really understand.” Florence stayed silent and looked at y/n. Y/n searched Florence’s eyes. And it clicked.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry.” Y/n said.

“Why? It’s been ages and I’m not ashamed. They’re my battle scars. I know it sounds cliche, but I went through a lot a couple years ago, and I like to think of them as a sign that it gets better. How long has it been?” Florence explained.

“Two weeks,” Y/n said.

“Two weeks is amazing y/n!” Florence watched as y/n smiled sheepishly. “Look, I’m not going to tell you to come to me whenever you feel like doing this, or tell you to bring me what you use or whatever you’ve heard before. Just take it one day at a time. Okay?”

“Okay.” Y/n said.

“I love you, y/n. We all do.”

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

does panther blake find how big (body size lol) tiger yang is attractive

I mean. In the wild, the biggest, strongest males (mammals) tend to be the most sought after mates. So, I'd have to say ABSOLUTELY!!!

*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*

Tiger!Yang: (stretches and walks over to the observation glass to look at the visitors)

Panther!Blake: (stares appreciatively at the sheer size of her mate as her muscles ripple underneath her fur)

Monkey!Sun: Holy Bananas. Can you be a little LESS obvious that you're heating bad for the steamroller you call a mate?

Panther!Blake: Absolutely not. She's five-hundred pounds of solid muscle and the epitome of a love machine. (eyes sweep the expanse of T!Y's body and her paws instinctively start kneading the grass) I don't think I could be less obvious even if I wanted to~

Monkey!Sun: (watches T!Y give some display of strength where she leaps up onto the walkway before jumping back into the enclosure before roaring) What you call sexy....I call terrifying....

[firemenenthusiast]

I feel like namor would have a tight grip on your hair, forcing you to look in the mirror to see how fucked out you are. And he’s nipping at your neck and whispering in your ear how wet you are and how much he loves fucking you haha mirror sex makes mind go brrr

reading this i just went 😦 THIS IS CANON BECAUSE WE SAY SO. but also because remember when he was warning ramonda on the beach ? his face was SO close to her and he does that when he wants to be intimidating. not that he’s not intimidating enough as he is but when he does that you just become the tiniest quiet little mice submitting to him, letting him do anything. and YES HAIR PULLING 😩 when you’re crying and sobbing, hair messy to the point it covers and sticks your face he would pull your hair back making your head tip back against his shoulder. he would grab your jaw to have you look into the mirror while his hands abuse your cunt, lips sloppy on your neck and your ear

“stop crying. look at yourself, look at the messy little slut in the mirror. thats how you look every time i fuck you stupid. who knew someone so pretty can look even prettier when being fucked like a whore”