#samoan teddy bear

[romanreignsbae]

Stressed out - R.R

SMUT❗️

Warnings💗: daddy kink, unprotected p in v, 69ing, rough sex, multiple orgasms.

Requests are open!

Y/n walked through the doors of her home, in her worse state yet. She had just had the shittiest day at work. She started off the day, without her husbands goodbye kiss because he had to hit the gym early. Which only made her start her day crankier, then she headed to work, and got caught in a massive traffic jam causing her to make it to work barely on time. Then all her patients we’re ordering her back and forth to do tasks for them. Then to top it off her boss told her ‘she needed to learn to do her job more efficiently and act like she’s grateful for it.’ Like jeez, could she catch a break?

“Hey baby!” her husband said while walking into their main hallway. She didn’t even have the energy to respond and walked towards him and fell in his arms. “Damn baby what’s up with you?!” Joe playfully asked Y/n. “Shut up and hold me” she grumbled into his chest. He chuckled at her words and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he walked to the kitchen. He sat her down on a island stool and began preparing her a snack.

After a few minutes of Joe shuffling around the kitchen, he came back to his wife and placed what he prepared in front of her. “Thanks” she said lowly and began eating. “So..you gon tell me what’s bothering you?” Joe asked cautiously. The last thing he wanted to do was make her upset. She sighed before she began speaking. “It’s just everything has been getting on my nerves today and I just feel like I woke up on the wrong side of the bed..” she explained. He took notice of the sadness on her face. He hated seeing the most important person in his life upset in any shape or form.

Joe knew that feeling all too well, especially with his busy schedule. “I know babygirl, I know.” he said understandably while stroking her cheek a few times. “But…ya know…you could take some of that frustration out on me..” he said with a smirk coming to his face. She looked up at him and without a word she pulled his shirt and brought him in for a passionate kiss. Their tongue’s both fought for dominance, and Joe let her win, just this once.

She pulled away gasping for air. “Lets..go upstairs.” She took Joe’s hand and led him up to their bedroom. Once they got into their bedroom she pushed him down onto the bed. She crawled on top of him and began slowly undressing him. Joe was growing inpatient but he knew she’d been having a bad day, so he’d let her have her fun…for a little.

Once they were both fully undressed, Y/n moved her body closer and closer to him until she was fully sitting on his face. She then leaned forward and started placing mini kisses on his tip. Joe took some action too and grabbed her hips and started rolling them onto his face. He nibbled at her clit causing her body to jerk and move upwards. He grumbled and kept a tighter grip on her hips. “Lemme eat my pussy in peace” he grumbled with his mouth full. While Joe was devouring her, Y/n moved his cock deeper into her throat and started taking him as far down as she could. His hips jerked upwards causing his tip to hit the back of her throat. She gagged around his cock and removed her mouth.

She then started using both of her hands to get him off. After a few more of his hip thrusts his cum came out altogether and landed on his thighs. She cleaned him up with her tongue and then focused on her own orgasm. Joe started pushing his tongue in and out of her at a fast pace bring her closer to her climax. “Uh yes daddy!” she moaned out. He hummed, causing vibrations to go through her. “I’m gonna-” Y/n got cut off when her body starting shaking in ecstasy. All her stress piled up from the day left her body almost immediately.

She felt Joe continuing to use his tongue to lick up every last bit of her cum. “Mm sensitive!” Y/n squealed out while trying to get off his face. Joe finally let her up and laid her down on the bed beside him. He climbed on top of her and kissed her passionately. The kiss was cut short when she pushed his chest back. “Hey! I thought you said I was in control!” she told him.

“Shhh” he cooed while pressing a finger to her now bruised lips. “Let daddy make you feel good.” He lined himself up with her entrance and began sliding in slowly. He groaned feeling her tightness fit around him perfectly. She sighed out in pleasure and gripped his arms. Once he was all the way in he pulled back out and slammed into her.

She yelled out. “Daddy! Slow down!” she barely managed to get out. He lightly slapped her face. “Didn’t I tell you to shut up?” He began thrusting out of her at a animalistic pace, with her moans coming out in sync. He looked down to see tears on the verge of falling from her eyes. He then finally stopped moving altogether. “Hey, baby you okay?” he asked softly. “No! Why’d you stop?!” she yelled out. He chuckled and spoke lowly. “Don’t say I didn’t warn ya” he slammed into her roughly causing her to scream out.

“Your so tight baby! Fit perfectly around daddy’s cock” he said into her ear. After a few more thrusts he felt her squeezing tightly around him, signalling she was close. “You gonna cum for daddy?” “Yes!” she moaned out. He reached down between their bodies and rubbed her clit. She started shaking uncontrollably and after a few more thrusts Joe filled her up.

He collapsed on top of her. She laid there for a second and then pushed him off. He fell onto the bed beside her and looked at her confused. She climbed onto him. “Aren’t you tired yet?!” he asked.

“It’s my turn now” she said with a smirk.

[cozyaliensuperstar7]

They're talking about The Samoan Werewolf like he's too dangerous to be on TV and do interviews when we all know Jacob is a cuddly and adorable Teddy Bear during interviews.

[judgementdaysunshine]

Teddy bear

Pairing: Samoa Joe x Fem reader

Description: After joining TNA, you become friends and soon end up getting with Samoa Joe

You were very nervous debuting in TNA but immediately you became a fan favorite but you also became friends with many people on the roster from Christian Cage, Sting, Trinity, and Desire to Gail Kim, Booker T, Jeff Hardy, AJ Styles, and Samoa Joe who you became very close with. The two of you had instant chemistry with each other always making each other laugh and helping each other whether it was with nerves before a match, patching up wounds after a very exhausting match, and even standing up for the other getting yourself in a fist fight with Christopher Daniels who was then dealt with by joe after he bruised your eye which enraged joe "He's twice your size and he could have seriously hurt you!" you wince as he gently dabs your eye before wrapping a bandage around your head wiping dried blood off your face but instead of pulling away he caresses your face sweetly leaning into his hand even brushing your lips lightly against his palm leading him to close the small gap kissing as you hold each other pulling away with smiles and having a lunch date later that week and a dinner date with wine after big wins at Genesis. Not too long after the two of you started dating everyone noticed the slow change in his attitude always being nice and great with his friends and mostly civil to other wrestlers when they weren't attacking or being flat out rude to him but with you he turned to honey always bursting into a big smile, calling you pet names in Samoan, and even randomly carrying you around whether it's bridal style in his arms, piggybacking on his back, or you over his shoulder making a few wrestlers stare in a bit of stunned surprise but your close friends laugh jokingly calling him teddy bear before earning a middle finger from joe and a laugh out of you as he walks away with you still being carried with your golden smile having many pictures taken like that by friends unless the two of you were taking Polaroids of each other or together keeping them in your lockers and wallets. Fans loved seeing one of you accompany the other to the ring and stand to ringside for the whole match going into cheers at the two of you sharing a quick kiss before going in the ring and after hugging each other whether the match was a win or loss even jumping in the ring and sharing a slow dance after winning a tag team match together making fans stare and cheer in awe as the two of you walk out of the arena hand in hand to his home enjoying a night inside with dinner, movies, and dancing until the two of you were asleep wrapped around each other.

[chucktaylorupset]

Hey who wants to know my magnus archives appearance headcanons?  Nobody? good lets go

Sasha James: Chinese East Asian, hair bleached and then died a silvery purple.  Plump tall woman.  Trans. 5′11″ but wears thick soled combat boots that bump her up to 6′ even. Actually ripped from use jeans and has a quite a few piercings.  Totally punk rock.  Looks like she can handle herself in any situation. Hilariously oblivious to the fact that she looks punk rock and can handle herself in any situation. Owns one leather skirt.

Tim Stoker: Tim is black with poofy hair.  Both ears pierced with studs.  Hopelessly conventionally attractive.  A prep.  Wears colored trousers and button up shirts and those fancy shoes with round stiff laces.  Owns one leather jacket for when he’s picking up in his bad boy persona but otherwise he’s a dark horse.  You think he follows every rule but just happens to be flirting and then suddenly he’s got your knickers in his pocket and you’re hooking up in the breakroom of your workplace.  Never irons anything post midseason 2.  Skinny with legs for days.  6′2″ 

Martin Blackwood: I just wanted a good guy who was samoan so that’s what he is.  Super long hair, square framed glassed.  Sweater vests and jumpers.  Chubby teddy bear.  6′4″.  Gives really good hugs

Jonathan Sims: Roma.  Cardigans game strong.  Actually wears the most formal nicest clothes next to Tim until season 2 hit him with paranoia.  Wears thin rectangular glasses that do nothing for him.  Streak of white in his hair.  Trans, and transitioned away from academia and towards manhood at the same time.  This is not a coincidence.

Daisy Tonner: I picture her a lot older than most of the fandom seems too?   She strikes me as bigger and having some weight to throw around.  Blonde.  Has a bomber jacket, usually wears it when doing wet work.  Cross between the protagonist of Happy Valley tv show and that blonde woman from the trailer park in Broadchurch.

Basira Hussain: Honestly I think the major difference between me and fandom is that I don’t picture with a hijab.  I think that she was very assimilated before joining the police force and didn’t technically have to give up any of her culture to be accepted by her job but is v. aware that she would have had she held on to a few more traditions.  Short curly black hair.  very boring in her dress.

Melanie King: Short.  Georgie has a type.  Cropped black hair.  Asian.   Jean jacket with a LOT of buttons.  Has a vintage leather messenger bag that she takes everywhere with a bunch of notebooks.  Denim on Denim gay.  I want to say she wears a lot of tank tops but with British weather who knows. Freckles AF.

Georgie Barker: White.  Brown long hair worn in a low ponytail usually. Freckly as well.  wears a lot of leggings and loose shirts.  Definitely taller than Jon and Melanie. 

Admiral: Black cat with white underbelly and face.  Distinguished.

[dear-indies]

hey! im looking for a male fc that is around 50 for my character that is a big father figure and has a really positive vibe. ethnicity doesnt matter as long as he has that teddy bear, lovable vibe to him, it also doesnt matter if he has resources or not as i can make my own! thank you very much for your help!

Jay Laga'aia (1963) Samoan. 

Keanu Reeves (1964) Native Hawaiian, Portuguese, English, Scottish, at least 1/16th Chinese, remote Dutch / English. 

Raphael Sbarge (1964) 

Abe Hiroshi (1964) Japanese. 

Don Cheadle (1964) African-American.

Han Suk-kyu (1964) Korean. 

Kevin Michael Richardson (1964) Afro-Jamaican.

Lorne Cardinal (1964) Cree.

Lenny Kravitz (1964) Ashkenazi Jewish / African-Bahamian, African-American.

Kulvinder Ghir(1965) Punjabi.

Boris Izaguirre (1965) Venezuelan [Basque] - gay. 

Patrick Dempsey (1966) 

Khaled Abol Naga (1966) Egyptian.

Khaled El Nabawy (1996) Egyptian. 

Aiden Shaw (1966) - gay. 

Evan Adams (1966) Sliammon - gay. 

Zahn McClarnon (1966) Hunkpapa and Sihasapa Lakota, German, some French / Polish, Irish, English.

George Eads (1967) 

Michael Greyeyes (1967) Plains Cree.

Joe Flanigan (1967) 

Byron Mann (1967) Chinese. 

Nitin Ganatra (1967) Gujarati.

Daniel Dae Kim (1968) Korean. 

Park Sang-Myeon (1968) Korean. 

Evan Parke (1968) Afro-Jamaican.

Will Smith (1968) African-American.

Ian Harvie (1968) - trans. 

Jorge Salinas (1968) Mexican.

Mario Polit (1968) Ecuadorian.

Naveen Andrews (1969) Indian. 

Joel de la Fuente (1969) Filipino, Chinese, Malaysian, Spanish, Portugese.

Peter Dinklage (1969) - has dwarfism.

Michael Sheen (1969) 

Aga Muhlach ( 1969 ) Filipino (including Bicolano), Chinese, Spanish

Adam Buxton (1969) Chilean / British.

Moses Brings Plenty (1969) Oglala Lakota Sioux.

Raúl Esparza (1970) Cuban - bisexual. 

Kim Sang-Ho (1970) Korean.

Lee Sung-jae (1970) Korean.

Cress Williams (1970) African-American.

Rick Yune (1971) Korean. 

Buck Angel (1972) - trans. 

-C & @consultthemuses​!

[welcometoyournewhell]

Kittens and Tummy Rubs

Keith was glad that Hunk didn’t hate him, in fact he was pretty happy about it! However, he was getting annoyed with the continuous dumb questions... and the staring. 

They had just returned from the belly of the Weblum when Hunk started again. Keith was pulling on a shirt as he walked into the lounge, only for Hunk to stop him mid pull. 

A blush appeared on the red paladin’s face as he stumbled backwards. “What are you doing?” He stands in shock as Hunk lifts his shirt up again. “Nothing,” Hunk muses innocently before poking around the softish tummy. 

Keith bit his lip as he pushed away once more. “Hunk, for the last time. I’m. Not. Purple.” The yellow paladin let out a whistle. “Yeah. Uh huh. I know I was um... just checking for,” he froze. 

He had nothing. Crap.

Keith slowly uncrossed his arms from his lower abdomen. “Yeah?” The other sighed. “I just want to see if you have purple fur! If you do I just want to see how soft and fluffy it is!” The taller fell to his knees before taking Keith’s hand, tears in his eyes. “Please Keith. give a humble man one gift?” 

What? Okay he was acting stranger than Lance at this point. “Hunk I’m not lying, I really don’t have anything purple or Galra like about me. I have this blade, and that’s it.” He showed his friend the dagger his father handed him as a child. 

The loving, sweet heart looked over the knife. It seemed pretty cool. “Huh... honestly I thought you would have had more Galra in you then a passed down blade.” Keith scoffed softly. “Dude seriously?” 

The knife was handed back before fingers found his tummy once more. “Gah! Hunk stop, I’m not Glara enough!” He honestly didn’t know what the massive teddy bear was doing this time. 

“I wanna see if you purr,” the other stated casually. “I don’t purr-- rrrr.” They froze. Brown met purple before a smile grew on the Samoan boy’s face. “This is officially the best thing ever.” Hands slowly removing them selves from Keith’s mouth, the older looked shocked. 

“Well... that’s new.” A giggle escaped his mouth as Hunk vibrated his hand over the area. “Hahahahunk, knhahaahock it off! Your hahaha! Your tickling me!” The yellow paladin’s face lit up more before he hoisted his friend into the air. “Whoa big guy, what are you-- ahh!” 

Much like a cat, Keith dug his fingers into the other’s shoulders and back as gravity suddenly came rushing up to meet him. He was on the couch now, face to face with the grinning goof. 

“This is amazing,” he mused once more. A hand caused Keith to suddenly relax as Hunk started to rub his tummy. Eyes became half lidded as sleep and warmth started to take over. 

“Nm... Hunk. Stop.... your... gonna make me,” his mouth fell limp. This was too relaxing. Strings of purrs escaped the red paladin’s mouth as his back arched slightly. It was like petting a sleepy kitten! 

“Does this feel nice,” the chef asked as he kept up the motion. The other wanted to say it was humiliating, but it did really feel nice. He continued to purr. Hunk actually giggled when he saw Keith attempting to lift the shirt more for skin to skin contact. 

“Dang Keith, I didn’t think you’d like this so much.” Unfortunately the pleasant feeling started to end. Keith whimpered softly as he opened his eyes a bit. “Why’d you stop?” Purple eyes suddenly widened when a ticklish sensation ran through him. “H-Hhahaunk!” 

He was loving the tummy rubs! What the hell?! “Keith your freaking me out.” Wait... that wasn’t Hunk. Opening his eyes he could see Hunk staring at something above them. Shiro was kneeling on the higher floor level and leaning down to tickle Keith. 

“Nhahahot thehehre,” was all could say. The hand stopped before pulling his shirt back down. “Keith.. what is going on with you,” the older asked. As he stroked the long dark locks. It was something he’d normally do. 

But the reaction... was different. Keith purred. Shivers ran up and down his back as he fell limp to the touch. “Wait so... is the ticklishness part of the whole Galra ordeal or,” Hunk asked. Shiro looked at him in confusion. 

“What? Okay what is with you guys and testing out things on Keith? He’s family, not an experiment.” He was a little angry at this point. This was his little brother, not a science project. “I wasn’t using him as one. I wanted to see if he was fluffy and soft like a kitty, but then I found out he likes tummy rubs.” Gray eyes darted to the purring boy. Keith’s head was now using Shiro’s lap as a pillow. He looked so ... peaceful. “Keith.... do you like this?” The small blushed as a response before slowly melting more into his brother’s touch. A sudden ticklish sensation made the purrs louder as Hunk started his own tests. 

The black paladin jumped a bit. ”Nho....rrrr... tickles,” Keith whined. Both looked pretty amazed. “Okay... this is pretty cute,” Shiro admitted. “Is... not... haha, Huuunk.” Toes flexed and wiggled. His sensations were over flowing with soft comfort and warmth. 

“I’m... gonna... night.” The other two laughed. “What,” Shiro asked. “I think we’re putting him to bed.” A soft smile played on the older’s face. “Good night Keith.” He sent Hunk off to get the hippo plushies and a blanket from Keith’s room, and a book from his own. 

As he returned, he smiled. Keith truly looks at ease. Helping Shiro put the blanket on the red paladin, Hunk smiled. “Night Keith.” The other mumbled something before snuggling into his brother’s tummy with his hippo. Robotic fingers ran through his hair as a smile apperad on the older’s face. 

His book had little of his attention as he heard Keith purr. This was going to be something he’d enjoy for a long while. 

[earnestly-ernie]

[ kj apa, twenty one, cis male, he/him ] ━ hey, I just saw [ ernie taera ] walking down the streets of crownsville. they’ve lived in town for [ one week ], and you can catch them around town working as a [ personal trainer ]. I hear they’re known to be [ loyal & passionate ] and [ gullible & possessive ]. if asked, they would say their aesthetic would be [ gym equipment, eating fastfood late at night in car park, varsity jackets, cologne, band posters, flannel, beaches ]

re-reading the rules to double check i had everything down and seeing the possibility of a second muse made my indecisive brain very happy ahhh

below the cut is ernie’s history, some personality tidbits and wanted connections!!

 (i was gonna do sth like i did for blair’s intro post but im lazy sksks)

history

ernie was born as the second child of four in wellington, nz to a samoan father and a british woman

he likes to think he was named after ernest hemmingway or one of the kings of hanover but everyone jokes he was named after the sesame street character

his family growing up were super close and often did a ton of stuff together; this was seen as abnormal in the immediate community because both of his parents were high up business people and the stereotype was that they didn’t have time for family

ernie grew up with a stronger sense of his maternal heritage as his father lost his family when he was quite young and thus didn’t immerse himself in his culture; ernie, concurrently, is trying to explore his samoan heritage

growing up, ernie was your typical kid who liked video games; he had a particular love for pokemon, mario and nintendogs. he was also into the grand theft auto series but mostly driving about and not doing the missions

he got into rugby around the age of nine and proved to be fairly decent at it; he eventually joined the school teams for it and looked to have a promising career if he ever wanted to take it professionally

fairly popular throughout all forms of schooling; it took a dip when he was fifteen and was unashamedly open about his bi-curiosity

for the most part, however, he had a ton of friends at any given point in his life

at the age of eighteen he was scouted by one of the professional rugby teams in new zealand and became a professional rugby player

was pencilled in to join the all blacks but ended up being unable to due to a career ending injury; he had to become ambidextrous because of the injury

he ended up getting a degree in physiology and did a few courses in coaching and refereeing in rugby but ended up becoming a reputable personal trainer mostly because it paid a bit better

has moved to crownsville with the plan for it to be temporary. he always said he’d live in another country and the quaint town life was appealing to him. 

though he has plans to move back to new zealand in about three or four years, he’s open to being convinced to stay longer

personality (starting with the four listed traits)

loyal - ernie is a fiercely loyal individual. whilst growing up he had a ton of friends, he had barely any close friends and he actively chose to be loyal to them in case they were to abandon him. spurred on further by his close familial relationships and the brotherhood of the rugby teams he was a part of, ernie is as loyal as any dog

passionate - one of the standout things is that ernie will always throw himself into things, whether that be a friendship, relationship, job, hobby - whatever. ernie always gives 110% and has a tendency to dedicate his life to his interests. he’s particularly passionate about dogs and rugby

gullible - whilst not pertaining wholly to the ‘dumb jock’ stereotype, ernie isn’t going to win any awards for his academic knowledge. he was able to excel at his degree because he knew a lot of it from the practical side of rugby, rather than raw knowledge. though his gullibility does mean he can sometimes be led to believe the wrong facts, it largely centres around his loyal nature. if a client was to tell him they couldn’t meet for a session and lie, saying it was because their hamster died, ernie would become sentimental and empathetic and offer all the support. likewise, if you tell him something’s written on the ceiling, he’ll look. every. single. time!!

possessive - for however loyal ernie is, he also can get possessive. largely thanks to having few close friends growing up, ernie is the type of person to feel threatened when he sees close friends get close to other people, largely out of a fear of being replaced. whilst this is largely centred around relationships, he can also get possessive over objects he owns, a notable example being the car he has because he retains he worked hard for it and thus nobody else can drive it. he’s trying to be less manically obsessed with things, but it’s a hard trait to shrug off overnight. 

in a basic sense, ernie is the personal trainer who’ll hype you up and want to be your best friend. bright and nearly always smiley, it seems hard to dampen his mood

he’s a massive teddy bear and  l o v e s cuddles!!! his favourite cuddle buddy at the moment is his german shepherd puppy, cato

always!! means!! well!!! is known to make a lot of social faux pas (he blames it on the american culture being different to the new zealander and british ones he grew up with) but tries his best

still always uses british english, though

sarcastic!! tongue in cheek is his favourite type of humour. he is partial to dark humour but is aware it’s not everyone’s cup of tea

very emotional in that he wears his emotions on his face; it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to know when he’s feeling down

isn’t the type of person to vent without permission but, when you give it to him, he won’t shut up

he could talk for ages about literally nothing, let alone something he’s interested in

proud of his bisexuality, largely because he had wanted to be a role model in the rugby field for any fledgling players who felt the same way

having a career ending injury literally in his second year of his career is a sore spot for him, so don’t mention it often unless you want a sad ernie :(

honestly just a massive puppy, love him

fun facts!

is ambidextrous; naturally left handed but a rugby injury meant he had to learn how to write with his right hand (though it’s healed, he often finds that his left wrist is prone to aching quicker so he’s pretty much exclusively a right-handed writer)

does a mean english accent (specifically upper middle class just like his mum; think the crown-ish)

though his scottish and irish accents are pitiful, he could convince you that he’s welsh given a proficiency in his accent

has a german shepherd puppy called cato

is allergic to peanuts

has a big issue with the texture of food; would genuinely take the time to take the seeds off of a strawberry

isn’t a fan of diets; believes in the ‘eat what you want but in moderation’ style

wanted connections!

friends

a friend that’s taken him under their wing

hookups (m/f)

budding romances

clientele 

workout buddies

rugby friends

literally anything im indecisive!!

i feel like i could’ve done more but!! that’s all i could think of ahhh

if you want to plot with ernie, like this post and i’ll come im you (or you can spam my inbox with any ideas you might have sksksks)!!

[makanixparata-blog]

Is that [DWAYNE JOHNSON]? No, that’s [MAKANI PARATA]. The [51] year old [ALPHA] [CISMALE] is the [PACKMASTER] of the [FENRIR] pack. If you ask their friends, they’re known to be [AMIABLE] & [PROTECTIVE], but they urge you to be cautious, because they’re also known to be [RESTLESS] & [POSSESSIVE]. Their friends also say that they’re into [MUSCLE WORSHIP, DOMINATING, ANAL (GIVING & RECEIVING), POWER BOTTOMING, FLIP-FUCKING, PRAISE (GIVING & RECEIVING), EYE-CONTACT, MARKING, SLOW-SEX, INTIMACY] but don’t even think about trying [BONDAGE (RECEIVING), CASUAL SEX, AGE-PLAY or DIAPER-PLAY] with them.

BASIC INFORMATION;

Name: Makani Kanu Parata

Nicknames: Mak, Alpha

Age: Forty-Nine

Secondary Gender: Alpha

Birthday: May 10th

Zodiac: Taurus

Ethnicity: African-American & Samoan

Nationality: American

Occupation: Packmaster of the Fenrir pack

APPEARANCE;  

Height: 6′11

Weight: 316 pounds

Build: Herculean, Toned

Hair Color: Black

Eye Color: Brown

Shaved/Trimmed/Natural: Naturally smooth

Wolf Color: Black

Wolf Size/Build: Large, Muscular - one of the largest wolves in the village, if not the largest

SEX;

Kinks: Muscle Worship, Dominating, Anal (giving & receiving), Power bottoming, Flip-fucking, Praise (giving & receiving), Eye-Contact, Slow Sex

Anti-Kinks: Bondage (receiving), Age-Play, Diaper-Play, Casual Sex, Anonymous Sex

Favourite Positions: Missionary, Lotus, Cowgirl

Cock Size: 14 inches, very thick

BIOGRAPHY;

Upon first glance at Makani, one might be immediately intimidated by the large Alpha - but the truth is, he’s one of the kindest members of the pack. Taught by his Omega father to always lend a helping hand to a fellow wolf in need, even as a pup he would volunteer to help out the wolves in Egrain - he would carry baskets of fruits that some of the horticulturists picked, he would help to gather eggs in a chicken coop... he was always willing to lend a helping hand. He would even help to entertain the various children in the pack, carrying them on his broad shoulders or playing games of tag or even having them chase him in their wolf forms. Were it not for his tremendous size, most wolves would have assumed that he'd have presented as an Omega because of his caring nature towards people.

But, of course, as fate had it he presented as an Alpha - though that was hardly a shock to anyone, as even when he presented at the age of seventeen, earlier than most, he was at a staggering six foot five. With his large brawn and might, most people figured that he would wind up getting a job where he could use his size to his advantage, and they were right. Picking up a job as a hunter, because he had always had a keen sense of smell - able to pick up a scent even after days of rain - and because he wanted to provide for the city, he was quick to take to it like a fish took to water. It was clear that hunting was niche, and when he turned twenty-four, he became one of the go-to men to lead hunts for the more dangerous game. And at twenty-six, he managed to fight a lion that had been terrorizing the local game that they went after with his bare hands, and its hide is the one he still wears today.

Things were going great, of course, until the royal family began to tax essentially everything. They taxed the hunters for hunting in the kingswood, they named it. They taxed them for taking the meat to be slaughtered. They taxed them from leaving and entering the city whenever they went on a hunt. It was getting to the point, really, where the taxes were keeping some hunters from actually hunting, and it was frustrating. Many people were voicing their concerns, and Makani was one of those that voiced for the idea that those that were dissatisfied with the kingdom should leave and create a village of their own. The Alpha of the Fenrir pack at the time, Oskell, thought that the idea was ludicrious and that it would be an insult to the kingdom and make them an enemy to the crown, but many other wolves were beginning to think that perhaps he and the others that voiced for the move were right. And the wolves in the Fenrir pack that decided to follow their lead looked to Makani as their new packmaster.

Truthfully, Makani didn't want to be packmaster, but it was an honor to have been named as such. The wolves in Fenrir knew that Makani was a wolf to be trusted, someone that proved his loyalty to the pack and his ability in the field time and time again, so they knew that he wouldn't steer them wrong. And while the journey across the land was strenuous, causing them to lose a few lives along the way, and the first couple of years building Athos was beyond difficult, he and the wolves in Fenrir were proud with their decision as they no longer had to face the tyranny of the crown. Most, that is, as some began to question why Makani - a wolf in his thirties - hadn't mated or fathered any children, though at the time, he was raising an orphaned pup as his own.

Looking back on it now, Makani would say that he had just been waiting for the right guy, his right guy. It was only on the night that Jamal had presented as an Alpha that he began to see Jamal as more than just his son's friend - he saw his beauty, his strength, his kindness - and he knew that that was something to be treasured. It didn't take much longer after that for the two of them to start courting, and it was only a year later that they officially mated and married one another in front of the whole village. And it wasn't long after that that they eventually welcomed pups into the world - first Logan, then two years later, Samantha.

Now, twenty years after Athos had been founded, Makani still holds power as the pack alpha for Fenrir and is still very much with his mate, Jamal. He doesn't let the power get to his head, however, and he still offers assistance to the wolves in his pack - and even in his village - if they need it. The whispers about dissent, however, have him worrisome. While it was true that they wanted the packs to be united, he didn't see why they had to form one large pack. Having three packs was part of the heritage of Athos, and every wolf had history with their own pack, and it was obvious that things were going well with three alphas... so why only have one? Still, Makani welcomes the criticism with open arms, knowing that in the end, it'll only make him a better leader.

ADDITIONAL INFORMATION;

First, thank you if you’ve read thus far.

Currently Makani’s pups, Logan and Samantha, are four and two years old, respectively.

Unlike most Alphas, Makani doesn’t take advantage of Omegas and he can often be seen trying to protect them - regardless of pack.

Though sex is something he likes, he has to have a connection with a wolf in order to have sex with them first.

Usually Makani tends to lead the hunters on a hunt, but he does tend to help some of the other jobs within the village - and not just those in Fenrir.

Basically, that’s my big ol’ teddy bear Alpha - if you’re interested in a connection with him, send me an IM!

[thatwritergirlwwe]

Sasha x Roman One Shot: Thanks to Evolution....

I love my husband...

I really do...

He's my best friend(sorry Bayley, male bestfriend I mean)...

He understands me...

He's been with me as a struggling and socially awkward (I still am) girl with big dreams...

We are compatible in every way...except sexually.

The sex is unfulfilling and I'm afraid to tell him out of fear that it'll hurt his feelings. He gets enough heat from jealous fanboys about not being good enough for me. Imagine the dagger to the heart he'll feel if I told him that he's inadequate enough in bed. It was okay when I met him at 18 because he being my first, I didn't know any better and I loved him but now I'm a woman at 26. I'm annoyed with coddling him. He asks me if I came and I say, "yes." He asks me if it's good and I say, "of course." He asks me if I like this big dick...I nod, confused. 0_o, we both know he doesn't have a big dick. But alas, he's the only man I've ever had and glancing down at the ring on my left hand, he's the only man I'll ever have.

When I walk into the locker room, I notice that all of the women from both brands are present. Whatever the announcement tonight is, it has to be big.

"What do you think it is?" Bayley asked as they changed into their gear.

"I don't know, I'm thinking tag-titles," Sasha shrugged.

As I walk around backstage, I keep either running into or making eye contact with Roman. I've always thought he was sexy and I've had more than a few fangirl moments over him when I was in NXT while he was with The Shield. I was giddy af when we tagged together that time. We've run into each other way to many times today and now I can't stop daydreaming about him. I think I'm ovulating. Ovulating is pure torture when your sex life is subpar. I wonder what Roman's sex life is life. His wife is lucky. I've never heard any whisperings in the women's locker room because he keeps it professional when it comes to us but I feel like he's hiding a monster in those black cargo pants and the way he flicks his tongue? If he isn't a freak, that's blatant false advertising.

About 15 minutes to we went live for Raw, we were told to file out onto the ramp. I took my place on the front row and Roman took his place beside me. This wasn't the first time we stood out here beside each other but this was the first time I actually wanted to fuck him.

He rotates his shoulders which causes his big arms to brush against me. I shiver. It's like the nerves in my skin had a direct line to my pussy. I squeeze my thighs together and feel wetness. I feel him staring down at me because the entire right side of my face felt hot af and my lips are on fire. I stared at the ring in front of me and imagine he and I giving the members of the WWE Universe a Rated-X show. It felt so real and had my pussy soaked. I started sweating and I wondered if he felt the vibe too because it was strong.

Mr. McMahon came out which told me that shit was real. RAW went live and Triple H and Stephanie praised us which brought tears to my eyes. My heart was pounding with anticipation when they asked the women's division to step forward.

The big reveal was an all women's pay per view, Evolution. Yet another step in the right direction. I think it's going to be a good one since creative has incentive to try. If only we could get equal pay...but I'll save that gripe for another story. I hope I have a feud with a legend, maybe Trish. I don't care as long as I have some actual direction going into the event. Unless I'm drafted to Smackdown, I've lost hope for another Raw reign in the near future with Alexa and Ronda running around. It seems as if creative has no direction for me. They also have no direction for Bayley. So logically they'd put us together to have no direction together. Bayley is my best friend so I don't mind but the only way I'll be satisfied with this cop out is if they introduce tag titles.

I had a tag match with Bayley and we reunited as besties...for now.

After the show I run into Roman yet again.

"Congrats on the pay per view," he smiled. "You girls really deserve it."

I smiled in return. Roman was a really sweet guy, almost like a giant Samoan teddy bear. I knew what he said was genuine because that's just the person he is. I've never heard him say anything negative, even about the fans who boo him. There were some guys back here who could give a damn about the women's division but fake it to avoid looking like misogynistic pricks. He wasn't one of them.

"Thank you so much. I'm getting chills just thinking about it. Is it October yet?" my voice faltered as I began getting emotional all over again thinking about it.

To my surprise Roman dropped the duffel bag he was carrying and pulled me in for a hug. I cling to him and his strong hands consoled my back, rubbing up and down. Through his black shirt, I could feel the heat radiating from his body. Being this close to him, having myself enclosed in his arms and breathing in his scent made my pussy ache for him. I was shook.

When I adjusted myself in his arms I accidentally rubbed my crotch against his. There was a bump and I instinctively jumped back.

"You alright?" he asked.

I couldn't make eye contact with him. I nodded and began rolling my bag away. "Yeah, I'm fine."

How embarrassing. I guess I can take comfort in the fact that the feeling wasn't one sided judging by his erection. Damn, I sighed, imagining his soft plump lips on my soft plump lips...the other set. Shaking my head, I try to get the thoughts out of my head. Sure Mizake isn't Roman but that's okay because he's the love of my life and that's all that mattered. He was a good, supportive man and deserved my loyalty to him and our vows.

"Sasha?" he calls out but I don't stop walking. I hear his footsteps jogging up behind me.

He cuts me off from the front and extends his hand. I raise a brow. It was custom to shake hands of everyone you cross paths with upon arrival but upon leaving? Nah. Maybe this was his way of saying everything was cool after what just happened so I reach my sweaty palm out to meet his. There was something in his hand and he pressed it into mine. He winked before walking away. I looked down at a key card in my hand.

My husband wasn't on the road with me this week so I slide in the car with Bayley and we head to the hotel.

"Why are you so quiet?" she asks.

"Just thinking," I reply.

I tossed and turned in bed all night. My mind was gone and at 2 AM I found myself sliding his key card in the lock. He was sitting in the bed scrolling on his phone. I don't know if he was waiting on me or if he too had insomnia. I didn't think he noticed me and I almost backed away until his eyes suddenly snapped up.

"You're late," Roman commented simply in a calm low voice. "What's up?"

"You tell me."

He pats a spot on the bed next to him and my stupid legs carried me forward. I picked a spot at the foot of the bed to plant myself. Chuckling, he pats the original spot next to him again.

"You know I'm married, right?" I said holding up my left hand.

"So am I," he held up his left hand in return.

"Look, I don't cheat on my husband and I won't help another man cheat on his wife. Point, blank, period!" I declared.

"Then why are you here at 2:00 AM? You could've easily stayed in your room and we could've forgotten this happened."

"Because I wanted to give this back to you," I said, holding out his key card. As he grabbed it, his fingers brushed mine sending shivers down my spine and I felt a jolt of desire pass through us.

He held my gaze for a moment before leaning himself back against the headboard. "I think you came to me because you're sexually frustrated."

"Excuse me, what?"

"It's obvious, Sasha. You turned a simple hug into a damn near dry humping session. Does that sound like someone sexually fulfilled to you?" he inquired. "That's probably why you go so hard in the ring. You have to release that pent up energy some kind of way."

"Or maybe I'm just the best at what I do," I counter.

"No argument there but I notice you didn't deny the frustration part," he pointed out. "I know you're attracted to me and I'm attracted to you."

"You are?" I looked up at him in shock. He was always nice to me but I never thought it was anything more than that.

"Why wouldn't I be?" he asked. "I just never made any moves because it's not in my nature to shit where I eat. Plus, I was also being respectful of your marriage but if the guy isn't doing what he's supposed to be doing, why shouldn't I step up?"

"Uhm, I don't, maybe because it's wrong!" I state. "You're attracted to me, I'm attracted to you. That's fine but acting on it is crossing the line."

"The only line I'm thinking about is the one leading me from your clit to your slit," he licked his lips and I almost fainted at the thought. Once again, he pats the spot on the bed next to him.

This time I went. Was I really doing this? Thoughts were swirling through my head as I crawled forward. I don't want to cheat on Mizake but I also didn't want to let this opportunity pass me by.

I don't know which one of us leaned forward first but what I do know is our lips met in the middle. His lips were soft but firm with a sense of power as they coaxed my lips apart to tease me with his tongue. His tongue entered my mouth and he flicked it, giving me a preview of what was to come. He began pulling at my muscle shirt and I assisted, disconnecting the kiss to get the piece of fabric over my head.

He slowly kissed down my neck stopping at my left nipple and rolling his tongue over it. He bit it softly and I moaned in pleasure. Roman's head bobbed down and sucked my right nipple into his mouth. His tongue lingered over it, teasing it. I let out a tiny whimper. My body began to shudder.

As he continued his assault on my nipples, he reached down and began fingering me slowly. I was soaked. Disconnecting from my chest he spread my legs apart and stared at my vagina. I thought I would've been uncomfortable with it and in the beginning I am but I start playing with myself while watching his reaction. Roman sat up on his knees and lowered his pajama pants and I finally got a glimpse at it. It was perfect, thick, long, veiny but not disgustingly so. He slowly rubbed himself to me doing the same. When I was near climax and my thighs began twitching, he slapped away my hands and dipped his head down.

I threw my head back in ecstasy as his tongue flattened against my clit. As promised he licked a line from my clit down to my slit and back again. My back arched and I could feel him smirk as he took his hand and pushed my pelvis flat. This was the moment I knew I fucked up letting him taste me. He grabbed my legs and positioned them over his shoulders as he went to work. He wasn't just paying attention to my clit, he attacked my entire pussy with complete vigor. He sucked and licked my lips, he fingered me as my juices flowed while simultaneously tongue kissing my clit. This felt like the sweetest torture I've ever had.

I whined when he ejected his fingers but my disappointment was short lived when he replaced it with his tongue. You could hear the smacking as he bobbed in and out of me. I could feel the pressure building up inside of me and I panted as my body exploded all at once, shaking in orgasm. I was actually scared for Roman because during this, my pussy tightened with convulsions on his tongue, locking it in there. Roman licked up and swallowed all of my juices. When I came down from my high, he rested his head in my pussy and nuzzled it sending little aftershocks waves over me.

Roman hovered above my body with his cock dangling between his legs. Shame arose from allowing myself to end up here spread wide and waiting in front of another man. I turned my head. He grabbed my chin, making me look him in the eyes as he held his dick at my entrance. "Tell me you want this dick."

My pride wanted me to get up, put my clothes back on and walk back to my room but my body was like, "yes, I want it."

I took him all the way on his first thrust. It was an adjustment for sure since he had a couple of inches on Mizake. His strokes were long, deep and measured. He quickly gained speed and depth, hitting all the right spots. I gasped when he made contact with g-spot. That was all he needed to hear as he gave me deliberate thrusts in the same direction. It didn't take long before I felt a tingling sensation spread throughout my body and knew I was about to cum. My pussy started contracting around his dick as I bit down into my lip to keep from screaming.

Roman leaned down to whisper in my ear. "Yeah, you didn't even want to fuck me but look how I have this pussy acting."

It felt so wrong, so right, so bad, so good all at the same time. No matter how much I tried to relax while pinned to the bed with my knees at the side of my head underneath him, no matter how I tried keeping my breathe synchronized with his deep strokes, no matter how I tried scratching, grabbing, biting and screaming for mercy hoping that he'd slow down for a while for me to regain my composure, no matter how I tried to firm my ass while he was smacked it with one hand, while holding my hip with the other from the back..he was served me divine dick for the next 40 minutes.

It's like I'm having so much pleasure that my brain feels like it can't take anymore and I need this to end soon but at the same damn time I'm dreading the fact that eventually Roman is going to come and it has no choice but to end. Tomorrow he'll fly back to his wife and children. I'll fly back to my husband.

It was pure pleasure I experienced during this session and it brought tears to my eyes as I rode him to my last and final orgasm. I was rendered speechless, both of us were, everything about it was magical.

I could barely move when we were finished, I was so sore and my knees were weak. When I looked between my legs my vagina was swollen as if I lost my virginity. I was curled up in the fetal position trying to my gather my thoughts and this bastard was smirking talking about Summerslam in a few weeks as if he didn't just fuck my life up...

[t-archived]

You’re it! Answer These! :D

TAGGED BY:  @iliyovunjika & @waveringiridescence❤ TAGGING:EVERYONE

nicknames: Ambie, Satan, Ambs.

zodiac: Pisces

height: 5′2″

time: 4:09pm

favourite band / artist:  2ne1, BTS, Paramore, Morisette Amon, Mamamoo, Little Mix

song stuck in my head: Akin Ka Na Long by Morisette Amon

last movie i saw: TAG, on Netflix

last thing i googled: Why can’t guys find the clitoris on a female’s body even with instruction?

other blogs: nothispcwn & clawedqceen

why did i choose this username: it’s samoan for dead hero, ‘nuff said.

following:  192

average amount of sleep: 2-6 hours, depending entirely on insomnia.

what i’m wearing: a teddy bear night gown

dream job: making money for insulting people

dream trip: greece or italy

favourite food: cheeseburgers, chicken alfredo

play any instruments: piano

eye color: honey brown

hair color: brown and red, with some blonde

languages you speak: english, some spanish

most iconic song: VENOM, also, kill shot

random fact: i love to bake

describe yourself as aesthetic things: abandoned book stores. starry nights. open meadows. moonlit seas.

[unsaintlike]

ljanoai replied to your photo:

Stunning view. Unforgettable night. Seems I’m often reiterating that fact when I’m with you, but it don’t ever stop being true. How’re you feeling this afternoon, J?

The feeling’s mutual, Teddy Bear, and I hope it it doesn’t stop bein’ true. Wanna experience those kinda moments, nights, and days with you ‘til... well, for a long time. ‘Far as todays feelings go, I’m feelin’ great. Nothin’ like an amazin’ night with my Samoan to ensure the next day is an awesome one. What about you? Altitude’s not affectin’ you too much, I hope?

[niazha16]

His lips is a blessing

His eyes is a blessing

That wink..

Roman you are a blessing..

[emulatcr]

NEW MUSE ALERT   //   :   SOLOMON FINAU

age: twenty eight zodiac: gemini personality: gentle , determined , restless and tense face claim: r*man r*igns

OVERVIEW   //   :   MUST KNOW INFORMATION

if you don’t remember who this is ( which i do not blame you ) solomon was the samoan surfer Hunk that rebecca follows to hawaii and , ultimately , marries. so he’s billy’s son --- in --- law and rachel & jacob’s brother --- in --- law.

lived in hawaii for a while , until the age of 27 , but moves into port angeles with rebecca when he decides to retire from surfboarding at just 28. the reasoning for retiring came from an injury to his right knee , making it difficult for him to continuously train and practice. he still surfs , though , when they visit la push. casual surfing is fine for him. he just wakes up a bit sore the next day.

solomon was in foster care up until the age of 8 where he was adopted by a couple who had been trying to have kids for years. solomon was their first foster child and they grew an attachment right away. at 10 his last name was legally changed from urale to finau.

at the age of 14 , he and his family moved from hawaii to forks , washington. he hung around first beach ( because surfing and it reminds him of home ) , making friends with some of the la push locals. this caused him to hang around there a lot , especially during the weekends.

has a connection to his samoan roots and it reflects in the tattoos on his body.

uhhh a big teddy bear !! tbh !! true gemini though. one day he’s totally chill and in a good mood , the next he’s tense and can’t seem to concentrate long enough so truly give or take !

he is a Human , obviously , and doesn’t know shit about the supernatural world so have some fun with him !

[therattlesnakedaughter-devon]

Fmk roman seth and finn bálor (for both you and devon)

Devon =“Damn, this is difficult and I don’t want to kill any of them, but I guess I’d have to go with…Fuck - RomanMarry - FinnKill - Seth 😭”

OOC =//FUCKING CHRIST…Fuck - SethMarry - FinnKill - Roman IM SO SORRY IF I COULD CHANGE IT TO CUDDLE OR SOMETHING I WOULD IN A HEARTBEAT! That Samoan Teddy Bear gets so much heat to begin with…\

[welcometoyournewhell]

You Have More to Offer

Very late birthday gift to @kwaiipootato

Warning: Body insecurities, talk of actual problems that can happen with weight.

Love your self, who cares what the number on the scale says?

Hunk looked in the mirror once more. It wasn’t often that his shape bothered him, and no one really said anything about it either. They just accepted who he was and could care less about his weight. 

Even his boyfriend didn’t complain. He used the other’s tummy as a pillow, a back rest, something to snuggle into at times, etc. But it bother Hunk. Even when he was in space and training everyday he only gained weight. 

He was scared he might have a stroke or heart attack young. He felt awful about himself despite his many talents. Looking in the mirror from his bed once more he started to cry. He hated it!

The threat of a double chin, pudgy love handles, not being able to easily see his legs or feet. Sure, Keith loved his body, he loved everything about the yellow paladin! But the other couldn’t understand why. 

“Hey Hunk, you in here?” The leader had stopped knocking a while ago. He’d seen Hunk changing and naked time after time again, it made no difference. “Oh... hey Keith.” 

Unlike the black paladin, Hunk wore his emotions on his sleeve. If he was upset, which was rare, everyone knew about it. “Hey, what’s wrong?” The older shut the door as he made his way over. 

Sitting down beside his teddy bear, Keith offered a loving smile. It dropped as brown eyes looked to him, then darted away. “I just... I guess I’m feeling a little insecure today.” 

About being brave, a paladin? To many options popped in the other’s head from the sentence alone. “About what? Your amazing Hunk, what’s to be insecure about?” 

Why was he even talking to Keith about this? The guy was a freaking Shiro Jr! A motion by his ear reminded him. Keith was stroking his hair lovingly, a look of interest and worry present on his face. He loved him. 

Taking a breath, the younger looked into the mirror. “I’m beyond over weight. No mater how much I train I just keep gaining and gaining weight. Sure no one says anything... but I feel like they think stuff.” 

He looked back to Keith as the sudden silence kicked in. Fear took over that his boyfriend would agree. Instead he was met with a confused expression. “Um... do you know why you can’t lose wight?” 

The other’s eyes quickly watered, putting the leader into a panicked mind set. “Why are you crying? Hunk relax.” Keith sat up on his knees as to pull the giant’s head into his chest. 

“Let me guess, because I can’t stop eating?” The older frowned. “No. Because you’ve been training. Muscle weighs more than fat. Aside from Allura your the strongest on our team!” 

Wait.... what? Hunk looked up in disbelief. “What?” A small laugh came from Keith as he sat back on his ankles. “It’s not just fat buddy, it’s muscle. Sure you may be a little chubby, but your one of the strongest people I know!” 

A thumb brushed over the taller’s hand. “Both mentally and physically. So relax, there’s nothing to feel ashamed or insecure of.” The other thought a moment, maybe his boyfriend was right.

Hunk didn’t protest to being pushed on his back, but he did whimper when his shirt was lifted. “Is this what’s bothering you?” A small nod with teary eyes was the only response. Sighing, Keith shook his head. 

“But why? It’s so soft and comfy.” He nuzzled into it for emphasis. The long strands of hair made the yellow paladin giggle as his cheeks heated up. The nose prodding at his sensitive flesh didn’t help either! 

“Ehehe! Keith, no tickling.” Oh no. The glint of child like playfulness in the other’s eyes reminded him of something. No, no, no! He suddenly squealed as Keith started to kiss over his tummy. 

“But Hunk, I’m not trying to tickle you. I’m just trying to give your tummy some love. Seeing as your being mean to it.” The butterfly kisses left butterflies in the flustered boy’s tummy. 

“Oh Kheheith! S-Stop no,” he pleaded. But his boyfriend didn’t stop. Keith began to knead the area like a cat, earning moans of comfort and giggles of ticklishness. 

“You’ve been so mean to them Hunk, what did they do to you? You two need to work as one to get out of this then. But... I think you tummy may be enjoying all the attention.” God Keith had been spending too much time with Lance!

Speaking of Lance, due to his date with Allura there was no chance of him coming back to the dorm and saving him! Well... he’d been staying at home anyway so.... Hunk was doomed. 

“Okhahaay, okahahy! It’s not so bad!” The kneading continued though. It was like a pleasant massage. His stomach had been a bit upset considering he hadn’t eaten much all day. 

He’d been feeling awful about himself since he woke up. A sudden motion interrupted the soothing of the hands and cause Hunk to scream. Lips were blowing on top of his sensitive inny, earning shrieks of laughter. “No mahahahore! Keith it tickles!” 

Keith pulled up with a laugh. “Well... isn’t that the point?” The tears in loving brown eyes said otherwise. Sighing, the other let up his attack. Rather, he began to rub the surface. Small giggles still strung from the teddy bear’s mouth, but they were less intense. 

“See that’s what I don’t understand. Your so strong, and brave. Yet something like your appearance bothers you. Hunk you have so much to offer, so much potential, and you use them both. You helped save the galaxy, you saved me. 

“You shouldn’t be ashamed of how you look. Besides,” Keith paused to place a little kiss under the Samoan’s navel, “I think you look adorable.” A gasp left Keith’s mouth as he was pulled into a bear hug. 

“Aw Keith!” Butterflies were exploding in the yellow paladin’s tummy. His face was so red from the compliments and love that... he honestly felt a bit faint. That and he hadn’t eaten much. 

“I love you!” A small chuckled escaped pale lips. “I love you too, buddy.”

[aporiven-blog]

Mememe! Do me!

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boysnsplinters:

My Opinion on;

Character in general: Hunk is the best teddy bear character EVER. I love him so much. I love they confirmed him to be Samoan. He’s perfect and he’s every way imaginable. How they play them: AHDJHGKJHGKJHEG. Okay look. I love that your Hunk can be a little shit and doesn’t gives as good as he gets when him and Lance get into it. He’s not all sugar and sweetness and I think that makes he such an in depth character. Your portrayal is AMAZE BALLS. The Mun: \akjs\;eksghj We talk about EVERYTHING. Not just Hunk and Lance just everything, and it’s ALWAYS great to talk to you

Do I:

RP with them: YES YES YES YES YESWant to RP with them:  Oh my gosh yes. I love the new thread and the freaking POLLEN thread where Hunk is sprouting freaking FLOWERS out of his head. KSJHFKDg. AMAZING. 

What is my;

Overall Opinion: Seriously one of the nicest people here. I felt welcome from the beginning with them. If you’re not following them you are missing OUT on an AMAZING Hunk. 

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty