#vain little babygirl

[fangirlforeversthings]

So ya'll think obi wan has them boots polished by the droids?

I mean a busy jedi master, council member and war general has got no time for polishing his gucci boots has he?

But since he is a vain little b*tch and fabulous and since the shiny boots belong to his signature look he can't go out without them nice and shiny

I'm also in full believe that he has a lifesize mirror in his room. At least i would if i was him to always be able to stop by and look at that magnificent beauty whenever theres a chance.

He also probably spends an hour in the bathroom in the morning i mean that glorious hair and beard won't take care of itself.

And you know what? He has every right to

[talaok]

Imagine no outbreak Joel seeing you doing a million steps nightly skin care routine and just laying under the covers and waiting for you to be done and come to bed already and slowly getting frustrated

Maybe a little toddler cuddling in bed with him and Joel fake complaining to them about you

“Mommy is taking a long time huh?”

Pairing: Joel Miller x reader

a/n: this request is so so so cute, anon you're a genius

he was being a drama queen, 

as always.

You'd been in the bathroom a total of five minutes and already he was groaning and calling out to you as if you'd been in there an hour.

"I've just finished washing my face baby, I'm not even half way done" you laughed, patting your skin with a towel 

Another groan sounded from the bedroom and you just smiled, as you reached for the fist of the many products that were gonna go on your face.

This was part of your routine now.

Him moaning and complaining because you were taking too long and wanting nothing more than to just have you there in bed with him into his arms, while you laughed in front of the mirror at how much of an unpatient man you had married.

"I don't even understand why you do that stuff" he sighed, loud enough for you to hear, turning again in frustration under the blanket "You're already gorgeous, darlin'"

You rolled your eyes, your mouth betraying you with a smile

The amount of times you'd heard him say that...

Doing your skincare, makeup, putting on lotion... all tasks that to him did nothing but lessen the amount of time you could be in his arms.

"nice try miller" you chuckled, peering out of the bathroom door to talk to him "but flattery ain't gonna work"

Just as his eyes narrowed, a snarky comment on the tip of his tongue, a little goblin jumped on the bed, having sneaked in without either of you hearing.

Said Goblin, being Emma, your beautiful, smart, nosy daughter.

"daddy!" she giggled, jumping literally on top of him, earning a painful groan from Joel, before he smiled, feigning an attack on her by wrapping his arms around her and bringing her down to him.

"whatcha doing here peach?"

"'m not tired" she explained, hiding her face in his neck

"aw babygirl, you can stay with us for a while, but you have to sleep in your own bed ok?" he murmured, stroking her hair "You're a big girl now"

"mh-mh" she nodded

Your heart warmed as you watched the scene before you, but before you lost precious moments where Joel was too preoccupied with your daughter to realize you still hadn't finished, you went back to your skincare.

But of course, it was all in vain.

Not even a minute passed that you heard him murmur "Mommy's taking a long time huh?" to Emma, who gasped as she answered

"where is she?"

"she's in the bathroom, putting all sorts of stuff on her face"

"what stuff?" She frowned, confused

"stuff she doesn't need" he explained 

You huffed a laugh as you popped your head out of the bathroom, still massaging some serum onto your cheeks "I'm almost done I swear"

"mommy!" Emma smiled wide as she saw you

"Hi pumpkin" You blew her a kiss in return

You watched as Joel murmured something in her ear, something you could very well hear

"tell mommy she doesn't need all that stuff, that she's already beautiful"

Emma didn't waste a second before complying

"You're pretty, mommy!"

You rolled your eyes at him, although the smile on your lips didn't fade one bit

"thank you baby" you stifled a chuckle "but you should explain to daddy that the reason I am so beautiful as he keeps saying, is because of this stuff"

"daddy!" Emma scolded him, turning back to him "You didn't tell me that! You should listen to mommy, she's smart"

He couldn't help but laugh at that, 

God if she wasn't right

"You're right" he grinned "she is smart, and I should listen to her" he said "But you know what would be better? If while she was explaining all that smart stuff she's always saying, she was right here beside us, so we could cuddle with her, wouldn't it?"

Emma considered what he said for a moment before agreeing

"yes" she nodded "it would"

You sighed, exasperatedly, as you finally exited the bathroom, shutting the door behind you

"there, I'm done" you said, climbing into bed "happy now?"

They almost answered in unison, but while Emma yelled her "yes!" as she jumped between you two, Joel's "yes" was much calmer... only a hell of a lot more smug.

He brought you closer with his strong arms, sandwiching your daughter between you and him in a tight hug.

"You're the least patient person I've ever met Miller" you murmured, turning to him with a glare

"And you, sweetheart, are the most perfect one I've ever met."

You rolled your eyes, your mouth once again betraying you

"I better be" you bit down a smirk, watching him grin

"I love you" he murmured, ghosting your lips 

"I love you too assh-" your eyes lowered to where your daughter held onto you, forcing you to censure yourself "I love you too" you said, before he kissed you softly, his hand drawing gentle circles on your waist,

You leaned away when quiet snores sounded through the room, and once you lowered your gaze, you found out why.

"just this time" Joel immediately suggested, giving you his best puppy eyes

"You said that last time too" you reminded him

The pout on him persisted, as he tried harder to convince you

"please?" he begged,

You let out another exasperated sigh, before inevitably, as always, agreeing

"fine" you breathed "but this is the last time"

He kissed you again, and when he let go... you swore your daughter had a smile matching his on her lips.

You would have bet a fortune that this was their plan all along.

[horrorchicxoxo]

The Perfect Morning

Jake Sully x Human!Fem!Reader

Summary: You are the adorably short wife of Jake Sully who receives mind-blowing morning sex.

Warnings: Smut

Notes: I had to make an adjustment to the height due to concerns that were expressed to me.

Requested by @jsuli

The sunlight streamed through the windows, painting the bed where you and your husband lay with a soft glow. The warmth that it emanated gradually pulled you out of your sleep. You were cuddled close, your legs wrapped around his midsection. You were very small compared to your 10-foot-tall man, but you made it work. He found your 5’2 1/2-inch height adorable, which only made him fall in love with you even more.

As you opened your eyes, you were met with the stare of your true love. His locs spread were spread wildly on the pillow, giving him an adorably silly look.

You smiled and moved closer to rest your forehead against his own.

"Good morning, handsome," you uttered, nuzzling your nose against his.

"Good morning, beautiful. How did you sleep?"

"I slept very well. You completely tired me out last night. Where did you learn some of that stuff?"

He smirked, recalling last night's activities.

"I didn't have to learn anything. I just know exactly how to please my woman."

As if on cue, he grabbed your ass and pushed you even closer against him, rubbing his bulge against your core.

You mewled quietly, trying in vain to pry his hands off you.

“Jake, we can’t do this right now. The kids could be up any minute.”

A hint of mischief crossed his eyes.

“Well, I guess you you’ll have to stay quiet then, huh?”

You moaned quietly as he turned he laid you on your back. His lips found yours, passionately sucking on your bottom lip. He then trailed kisses down the side of your jaw and down your neck.

You moaned and grabbed his huge head as he licked and sucked on your breasts. His fangs nipped at your nipples, causing to jump in surprise and lightly hit his shoulder.

“Watch yourself, big boy. I do not need you drawing blood,” you scolded seductively, biting your lip.

“Sorry, babygirl. It’s not my fault that you have such a hot ass body.”

Once he said that, he continued trailing sloppy wet kisses down your body.

It wasn’t long before he arrived between your legs. He looked in awe at your glistening pussy.

“Already so wet for me.”

He immediately began devouring you, wasting no time.

Your head fell back against the pillows, your eyes rolling into the back of your head. His tongue was huge, wet, and thick. It reached all best places deep inside you, leaving no spot on you neglected.

When he started sucking on your clit, your hands flew to grab his locs, giving them a tug. He groaned at this sensation, sending vibrations to your pussy.

You bit your lip, holding back your moans. Jake lifted his head from your core to look you in the eyes.

“Let me hear you, baby. Don’t hold back your little noises from me,” he said in a low voice, kissing the inside of your thigh.

You nodded, watching as he lowered his head back down.

He went back to work on your pussy, lapping at you like a thirsty dog.

Eventually, you legs started to shake and you came hard, squirting on his mouth and chin. He rode you through your orgasm, sucking up your juices.

When he was satisfied, he went back up to kiss you again, allowing you to taste yourself on his lips. You moaned against his mouth, enjoying the taste of you on his lips. He then pulled back, staring deep into your eyes.

“Get on your side now, baby.”

You obeyed him, rolling onto your side while he got comfortable behind you.

He lifted your leg and lined himself up with your entrance. Without missing a beat, he slipped inside you. You hissed from his size, but soon that feeling was replaced by pure pleasure.

“Are you ready, baby?,” he asked.

“ Yes, my love. Pound me til’ I can’t walk for a week.”

He growled deep within his chest at that remark, and began to thrust into you. Your breasts jiggled from how hard he was ramming into you, something he enjoyed immensely. He kissed your neck while taking his hand and rubbing your clit in circles. You mewled and you raised you arm to grip the back of your neck as he did.

“Oh— my—God, Jake! Right th—there!,” you whimpered.

At the sound of this, he went harder.

You started moaning uncontrollably, your head falling back against him. It wasn’t long before that fire deep inside your belly became white-hot.

“I—-I’m —- gonna — cum— Jake —“

“Let go, baby,” he breathed into your ear, licking the side of your neck as he did.

You came hard, moaning pathetically as you squirted for a second time onto his cock. He helped you ride your second orgasm of the morning, with him coming deep inside you not long after.

He let himself grow soft inside you, pulling out with a hiss from you both. You looked back at him over your shoulder, giving him a dazed smile.

“Wow. I already know if I try to stand up, I’m done for,” you giggled.

“Damn straight. Now let me clean you up.”

He got up from the bed, ducking through the doorway of the bathroom. He retrieved a warm rag and walked over to you. He cleaned you up and once he was done, he laid back down behind you.

He leaned over you to plant a kiss against your cheek, giving you a warm smile. “I love you, my precious wife.”

You smiled, leaned you and pecked his lips a couple of times.

“I love you, too, my darling husband.”

With that, you laid back down, his chest pressed against your small back. It wasn’t long before sleep took hold once again, his soft, even breaths warming the back of your neck.

[themotherofhorses]

im begging you, dark!aemond bodyguard of the president/king’s innocent daughter omggggg

pairing: bodyguard!aemond targaryen x president's daughter!reader

warnings: explicit language. oral sex. loss of virginity (kinda). daddy kink. slight breeding and housewife kink. small mentions of past obsessive tendencies on aemond's part.

notes: hello, long time no write. consider this me using this request like i'm saddling the horse after getting thrown off.

(also ik aemond might not seem AS dark as other times but like pretty pls read between the lines. thank you ☺️)

masterlist

For being the nation’s current president, your father was quite the fucking fool of a man.

He loves you, truly. How could he not? You were the spitting image of your late mother, and the youngest of his children- his sweet little chick that was barely beginning to spread her wings and leave the nest. He would never forgive himself if you ever got hurt due to his elected role as the commander-in-chief and head of state.

That was the main reason why he hired Aemond Targaryen as your personal bodyguard.

The man had a commendable record behind him, despite his young age. Your father was beyond impressed with him when he first interviewed him for the job. Two tours in the U.S. army as a sergeant and sniper before receiving an honorable discharge and a Purple Heart due to an eye injury while seeing combat overseas. According to some of the everyday politicians, he threw himself over his younger nephew during an ambush with enemy fire, and took a massive chunk of bomb shrapnel to the left side of his face; doctors saved him, of course, but his eye was too damaged to save.

They offered him a glass eye and a fully paid scar revision (along with special vet benefits and apparently some hush-hush money as well), but he refused it all. Instead, he accepted the purple heart, crammed a pretty and shiny sapphire into his empty socket, and made sure everyone- military personnel and civilian altogether- looked him in both eyes whenever they addressed him.

The rumors were true- Sergeant Aemond One-Eye was as terrifying as he was deadly.  

Perhaps that was the reason why it did not take very long for him to be buried between your thighs.

You never had a boyfriend before, always too devoted towards your college academic and hobbies, and way too protected and overshadowed by your father. But it was Aemond who stole your first kiss, two months into his new job as your bodyguard. He had been accompanying you on a small shopping trip to the mall, treating it as a sort of bonding experience. When you had mentioned the new lip gloss you were trying out (it was flavored ‘chai latte’), he had asked to taste it.

Okay! you giggled, thinking nothing of it; only for it to be a week later and with his head in between your thighs, eating you out like a starved man.

“Stop it…! Aemond! My daddy might walk in!” You cried, tossing your head back against the pillows as you bit down on your bottom lip to stop the moans from tumbling out. It was all in stupid vain; your bodyguard had you putty in his hands. Anything he wanted, you would happily give him- yourself included. “A-Aemond…!” How could he ever stop? Not when you sounded oh so fucking pretty, so sweet and yummy, his newfound favorite meal served to him on a silver platter, just ready to be completely devoured.

Aemond shook his head. “I don’t give the tiniest shit, babygirl,” he muttered as he sucked on your clit, only pausing every few seconds to kiss your soaked pussy. He had to be soft as well, considering this was a fucking dream come true for him.

The poor bastard remembered all the times he saw you on the television, in those paparazzi photos and the Christmas cards and those gorgeous social media posts of yours. No one would ever understand just how badly he wanted you, and the lengths he went just to have you.

And, well, maybe you should’ve thought first before stepping out in that sinful, short-cut and backless blue dress, the one that made you look perfect for him to knock up, his pretty little housewife. Perfect for him. Made for him. He kept your legs wide open with the tightest grips as he feasted on your cunt, ignoring your desperate (but adorable) attempts to push him away.

“If you can’t handle this, how will you handle my cock?” he tutted. “Poor baby, I’m going to fucking destroy you.”

Everything made your pretty face scrunch up in pleasure, especially when you felt him lick a large stripe up your pussy before he shoved his face in only deeper. You squealed, hiding your face from behind your hands. You could feel his nose, his chin, the heavy pants and low growls and soft kisses he peppered along inner thighs. “And what did I say to call me?” before he gave your ass a hard spank.

You whimpered, already on the verge of sobbing. Fat tears were streaking down your cheekbones. “I-I’m sorry…s-so sorry, daddy!”

Oh but your entire body felt like it was lit on fire- a burning yet tightening sensation nestled deep within your belly. It was so strange. You didn’t know what to make of it. Your head lolled to the side while your back arched up from the bed and your hand found Aemond’s long, whitish-blond hair.

(A common genetic mutation in his family, according to him. Some of the politicians mocked it as the ‘new Habsburg jaw’. You thought it made him look all the godlier.)

His hands soon slid up to your breast, palming and tweaking your nipples between his fingers. Your toes curled as you felt ready to explode at any second. “Daddy!” you mewled, peering down through teary eyes to watch as his face shook side-to-side. His own face held sheer bliss, especially when he brought a finger to trace along your drenched folds. “Daddy…! Daddy! Ah, gods, please!”  

“Yeah, that is right, pretty baby, I’m your new daddy now.”

Your father was none the wiser to the fact that, every night, his youngest daughter’s bodyguard had her in a mating press every night, whispering into her ear that it would not be long until she made him into a real daddy.

It was the least you could do in return, considering he was protecting your life with his.

After boring meetings and countless banquets and your a.m. college classes, Aemond would be quick to shove your panties in your mouth before bending you over the nearest furniture set.

You were his.

All his.

His pretty baby, his sweet little future housewife, the girl whose picture he used to secretly carry in one of the vest pockets during his days in the military.  

One day, your father pulled him aside and offered him a bonus.

“Truth is, son, you’re doing such a fine job at protecting her. I don’t worry as much as I did before you came along. We could not ask for a better bodyguard, Sergeant,” he admitted, patting him on the back. “Would there be anything you’d like in payment? A vacation? A bonus? Some free time with your family? I know you miss your mother very much; my little girl told me.”

But Aemond shook his head, declining everything. “Sir, with all due respect, your daughter feels like my new family now, considering how close we’ve grown in these past several months, and my duty in keeping her safe. I would prefer to remain by her side if you would allow it,” he said, and your father gave him a cheeky grin.

“Should I perhaps be worried, Sergeant?”

“Of course not, Mr. President. I adore your daughter, but only as a brother would his little sister.”

So it was true, it seemed- your father, bless his heart, was quite the fucking fool of a man. It should’ve been no surprise to him at all that seven months down the line from his conversation with your bodyguard, you would be trying to hide a swollen baby bump from everyone's eyes.

And if he really was smart, then he would’ve remembered the reason why the Targaryens were so often compared to the old Habsburgs of Austria.

[hornedstorys]

Bayverse Crosshairs x Reader – Flirty – light NSFW

Warnings: Crosshairs is just a rascal ;), slight nsfw due to dirty talk, but really nothing blatant.

Content: Crosshair flirts with you

You sat bored in your father's garage and watched as he poured the last of his money into even more junk. You rolled your eyes, but at the same time you felt sorry for him. You visited your father from time to time, you actually had your own apartment, but at the moment you were on vacation and you wanted to enjoy it here.

Of course, mainly because the Transformer boys were here, all of them you liked very much. One in particular.

As if you had spoken of the devil, you heard the engine scream of a jade-green Chevrolet Corvette Stingray 14 from outside.

He was probably here to get on your father's nerves. Crosshairs loved to annoy him because he always knew everything better when it came to wrenching, but so did your father.

"Hello (Y/n)," he greeted you and you could see the mischief in his eyes. You grinned. "Hello Crosshairs, what brings you here?" You asked and the big Transformer sat down, at least where there was still room. His glowing eyes watched you.

"I got a scrape, right here," he pointed to a spot under his eye. You raised an eyebrow. Crosshairs had a temper, but he was also a bit vain and he always took good care of his paint when he was in car shape. You sighed, "Let me see it."

"Thanks babygirl," he breathed and you blushed, but skillfully ignored it. Cade didn't, however, and he cast a warning sideways glance at the tall green, who only raised his arms defensively.

Carefully you settled on Crosshair's hand and he lifted you to eye level. He actually had a small scrape there in that spot, but nothing that couldn't be mended.

"Mama, you look really good today," the Transformer said and you laughed out.

"Very funny. I'm covered in oil and grease, that's anything but pretty." Crosshairs' bright eyes lit up at that statement.

"It glides much better with oil," you nearly choked on your spit and your eyes narrowed to keep your emotions in check.

"The color of your eyes matches my inner leather perfectly," he winked at you and suddenly he closed his large hand around your body and you were trapped in his grip, but he was gentle and you felt how nervous you were getting.

"Don't let my dad hear you say that," you warn him, but that only challenged Crosshairs more.

"Remember my name, little one. Because you'll be shouting it later," oh my, can he please stop? It really made you blush, you wriggled in his hand and your palms got sweaty.

"Am I making you nervous, babygirl?" He mocked and you knew he was absolutely right. It made you very nervous and it wasn't just the pick-up lines.

"Mhm look at you," he purred. "So many curves and me with no brakes,' he cooed and got closer to your face, you put your hands in front of your face and you heard him chuckle deeply.

"Your clothes would look better on the floor," he whispers close to your ear and you squealed.

"Stop bothering my daughter!" Growled Cade and Crosshairs just scoffed at him. There was no way he was going to stop. You were the most adorable, human being in this world and beyond. And he loved to make you blush, these were the days when he wished so much to be human just so he could see your blush even better every time he was the one embarrassing himself. He would do so many bad things to you if he could. He would make you scream his name until you could never forget it. He wouldn't keep his carnal hands off you.

"Come (Y/n), a little joyride, just the two of us," he growled, glancing furtively at Cade for a moment, just to see how upset he was with the way he was treating his daughter. You lost your voice a long time ago and before you could say anything, Crosshairs had transformed and his seatbelt tightened around your upper body, especially your breasts.

"A little careful Crosshairs," you pleaded with him, ignoring the fact that he had turned on the heated seats. With screeching tires, he left his father in the smoke and drove out of the barn. Cade had tried to throw a screwdriver at him, but it narrowly missed the Transformers.

[viktoriaashleyyx]

My thoughts during different points in ACOTAR.

(It been like 2 months since I read it so these aren't direct quotes but I remember my reactions)

*Feyre contemplating killing the wolf. I remember her thinking "it could be a fae, I'm pretty sure it's a fae but realistically it's probably just a wolf and I am an emaciated teenager so I better use the element of surprise to kill it before it kills me."

Fair. Fair judgment. Can't argue with that tbh I do the same with yellow jackets (I'm surprised I don't see this take that often)

Lucien being mad at her for killing what she has now confirmed was Andres

Bro, she was a starving human and Tamlin did a good job at making him look like a wolf. Also, isn't that what you wanted her to do? Be mad at Amarantha, not some 19 yr old. (First and last time I disagreed with Lucy baby). At least Andres didn't die in vain like the others did now you have a shot.

"You can tell us your name, you can eat the food and we are not affected by iron. We can lie. We are affected by ash though."

Elves. You're elves. Why write Faerie if you're just gonna shit on everything that makes a Faerie, a Faerie?

Explaining the masks nonsense:

Bro you ever seen a man in a hat? Covering parts of a man's face makes them hotter. That's why they can grow beards

Hybern comes up and I am listening to the Audio books so sjm can't hide behind the spelling change.

Okay so we are just taking a shit on the Irish with this shit huh? (Hibernia is the original Latin name for Ireland)

"Dance Feyre"

Awwwe 😍

Tamlin writing her limericks and and then was super chill about her not knowing how to read even though she was pretty confrontational about it. He kept his cool, and reassured her and tried to teach her a little bit.

Awwwwwwwe 😍 they're getting along. Not mad at anyone here tbh. I can see why feyre would be ashamed and scared, but tam handled it well.

Rhysand shows up at the manor and Lucien stands in front of Feyre to shield her

Ugh go away RhySAnd you asshat. But also: Damn Lucy 😍.

RhySAnd makes Tamlin and Lucien beg to not tell Amarantha

I know this is a power play and I am supposed to think RhySAnd is the hot one, but.. to humble yourselves like that. To do anything in your power to protect her even if it's embarrassing. Damn. Tamtam and Lucy you have my heart.

Tamlin sending her away

Say it. Say it. Say it. Please feyre say you love him.

RhySAnd twisting her broken arm to get her to agree to a deal.

(By this point I had spoiled it for myself and knew that RhySAnd was the fan favorite) Bro what the fuck did he do to make up for this?

RhySAnd having her painted and drugging her to dance for him until she vomited.

Babygirl I am glad no penetration happened but like WHAT THE FUCK DID HE DO TO MAKE UP FOR THIS??

Feyre contemplating "he's a fae and I am a human, I'm fighting to have maybe a few decades with him at best"

First off babygirl you haven't even been alive for 2 decades yet, calm down. Second, they're gonna turn her fae. Please don't "turn" her fae that's not how that works these aren't vampires.

Tamlin crawls to Feyre still bleeding, kills Amarantha when the other High Lords couldn't, and then holds her the way she had told him she wanted to be held when she dies.

Tam, baby, how did you fumble so hard? What tf do you do in the next book that makes people like RhySAnd more?? It makes me not want to keep reading but also want to keep reading cause what the fuck.

She dies and is revived by the high lords and turned fae.

They fucking turned her fae. This isn't how this works. Holly black did it better with the "hey I know you think you're a human but really you're a changeling." (Tithe, I haven't finished her other stuff yet idk what goes on with Jude)

[heongiu]

Gun x reader fluff? Gun being jealous of us over a kitten ? 🥺👉👈👈

yessss ofcourse! our Gun being a babygirl is all I ever need! tysm for the request anon!

Gun x Reader | “me or it?”

“Gun..” you whined lowly, showing him the best of your puppy eyes, and all that you tried was in vain. He was not an easy nut to crack, well not at all if it werent for you, but he was somewhere deep down weak for you.

“nope, not at all, its raining like crazy, and you want to pet that cat? really? what if you get wet or catch a cold? I cannot risk that you know” He replied to you, trying hard to sound so cold and ruthless, but really there was a hidden hint of softness to his voice, one which only you could notice.

“Gun..please?..I wont take much time I promise!…pleaseee?” But you werent going to back off that easy either, you were stubborn, and no body can move you away once you have decided something. maybe, he was considering it, maybe somewhere he was thinking of your request. but finally he agreed.

“fine, not more than 5 minutes okay? and no I wont adopt it in case you become too attached” He spoke, opening the door for you so you could step outside on the sidewalk where the little kitten was hidding in a wooden box.

“what a poor kitty…must be hard for you here right?” you picked it almost like you were caressing a baby, softly placing the small kitten inside your arms carefully, in case you drop it, you wouldn’t but precaution is always good.

“its soooo cute!!” Trying to contain your happiness at the wholesome of the small innocent brown kitty.

but there was someone who was..not liking it at all. and it was no one other than Gun himself.

“Caring so much for a small kitty huh? its not like its gonna survive out here in the wild, theres no point” the jealousy was smell-able, very strong scent of jealousy indeed.

“cmon Gun! dont be so pesky, its just a poor little kitten” you lightly punched his arm from the back, he was not happy at all. what had the kitten done to deserve your precious attention and why not him? he deserves it too and probably more, he cares for you so much doesn’t he? and he loves you just as much, then why would you care for this kitten more?

“ugh..5 minutes are gonna be up soon you know?” he remarked, obviously getting more irritated as he watched you show the little kitten your love more and more by every passing second.

“Aw man..I wish I could take it home, but anyway, I hope you stay safe” you blow a kiss to the kitty, before putting it down to where it was. Now all that was left for you to do was go back inside your car and ride back home. Gun seemed happier now, well, almost like he was about to kill it if you had stayed there longer, but he didnt want to make you upset in any way, after all, you did really love that grumpy man.

just know when you returned home, he didnt even leave you alone for a second, cuddling and hugging you, nuzzling his face in your chest, he wanted your love too, hes just as adorable as the kitten!

[t0ast-ghost]

S3 EP10 (Plato’s Stepchildren) Imagine having that guy as your stepdad.

Let’s get it started:

- Yeah! The boyfriends are beaming down! I love when episodes start like this

- Spock’s eyeshadow looks marvellous today

- The title gets explained :) helpful

- The costumes are amazing

- Damn poor Alexander, don’t make him do that! Also who tf are these guys?

- “We haven’t had any pressing need for the medical arts.” Interesting she says arts

- “How old would you say I am? Oh, don’t be afraid I’m not vain.” Spock with no amount of hesitation, “Thirty five.”

- Stuff being thrown

- I love Alexander

- “Alexander, where I come from, size, shape, or colour makes no difference.”

- “Doctor McCoy you may yet cure the common cold.” Spock loves him so much

- Alexander is like, ‘do not fucking anger him, that is a Bad idea. Capital B.’

- These guys are like the worst version of rich kids

- Why’re you hitting yourself (if you have siblings… you get it)

- “Kirk to enterprise, acknowledge. Acknowledge. Enterprise, come in. Enterpr- I can’t raise them.” He tries so hard

- I really like McCoy’s stumble, it’s well done, as in it looks the most realistic

- They want to keep McCoy.. I’d say I couldn’t blame them, but I can (let him leave with his boyfriends)

- “My dear Mr Spock” Back the fuck up Parmen. Your name sounds like cheese.

- “Captain, leave while you still can.” He ain’t going to do that without McCoy

- I like how we’ve just been getting these live Alexander reactions

- What the fuck is happening

- the little dance around each other !?!

- Some episodes are full of love and meaning and resistance. And some also have this.

- Parmen made Kirk frown and Spock smile and frown like the 🎭

- McCoy watching them in pain :(

- Kirk is so desperate for McCoy to not be left with them

- Spock has reached his breaking point. Why is he laughing (Leonard Nimoy has a beautiful smile tho)

- Oh my god is this the whole episode? McCoy watching his boyfriends get humiliated/tortured?

- hi guys. This is my moment to breathe. I am writing this with one hand over my mouth and trying not to laugh.. I laughed anyway. Kirk’s neighing was a little too much for my brain to handle

- He neighed again omg

- Live McCoy reaction

- McCoy don’t give in. Just don’t give in. You can’t stay there.

- EVERY TIME. Every time Spock talks about emotions it’s to relate to them or to dislike them. “The humiliation must have been most difficult for you to bear. I can understand.” “The release of emotions, Mr. Spock, is what keeps us healthy, emotionally healthy, that is.” “That may be, Doctor. However, I have noted that the healthy release of emotion is frequently very unhealthy for those closest to you.” Anyone care to dissect this?

- “Then you must release it [hatred & anger], gentleman, as I must master mine. I might have seriously injured you, captain… even killed you. They have evoked such great… Hatred in me. I cannot allow it to go further. I must… master it. I must… control.” *breaks vase* amazing speech. Very vulnerable on Spock’s side. He’s unable to control his emotions here and it could endanger Kirk (possibly McCoy)

- Bones.. nooo babygirl don’t sacrifice yourself

- “It’s not me. It’s not my size. It’s them!” GOOD FOR YOU ALEXANDER!

- “I’m gonna cut them.” Oh okay uhm no I don’t think that’ll go down well for you

- That’s the first time I’ve ever seen the screen of one of these things

- That good for Alexander, he knows he needs to get away from them, I support his decision

- UHURA AND CHAPEL TO THE RESCUE

- nope nevermind. Immediately controlled.

- Damn why don’t the others get new outfits :/ OMG THEY DO!

- SPOCKS SINGING (I have so many thoughts in my head. This is probably the first time they’ve heard him sing. I think this makes McCoy and Kirk even angrier)

- Um. WHAT is happening?

- “I haven’t the power.” Reverse he-man

- I have been watching with my fingers partially covering my eyes, I did not think Star Trek could put me this on edge.

- YEAH CUT THEM ALEXANDER! Oh he’s immediately stopped

- NONO NO NO NO. Not Alexander!

- Okay so now they’re both using Alexander.

- “Don’t stop me! Let me finish him off.” “Do you want to be like him?” Such a good and simple question

- “Parmen listen to me. I could have had your power but I didn’t want it. I could have had your place right now, but the sight of you and your Academicians sickens me! Despite your brains, you’re the most contemptible things that ever lived in this universe.” Pop off Alexander

- Annnd Kirk just leaves them.. okay well at least they’re all off the planet now

That was… certainly an episode.

Masterpost

Episode written by Meyer Dolinsky

[reignsbaby]

Tease Tease Tease

Y/N P.O.V.

I had been teasing Roman all day. My tiny petite body and attitude made me very giddy and almost innocent. I would skip past him and grip his thick butt and giggle skipping away. I would walk up and stand on a box whispering dirty things in his ear. I could tell he was distracted and frustrated. The very last time I did something he was bent over to grab a water bottles so I walked up and licked his neck running away. I heard him growl out and I ran into my locker room. I turned my tv on watching his match and he was completely distracted.

He got pinned and rolled out of the ring. He looked very angry. I turned the tv off and started packing my bag. I heard loud foot steps before I heard loud knocking on my door that startled me. I walked over and opened it slowly and there was that sexy Samoan I had been teasing all day. His hands on his hips and his mouth almost turned in from anger. I peeked my head out and his eyebrows furrowed. He pushed the door open and walked in sitting down on my couch. I looked at him and he curled his finger and I shut the door and walked over. He patted the seat next to him and I sat down. He took a deep breath and then looked over at me with a smile. He gripped my neck and I gasped and held his wrist. "Is this what you want little one? Huh? You want for me to fuck you brains out? Are you truly ready for this? I'm telling you right now Y/N I've had my eyes on you for so long I need to know if you were being serious or fucking with me?" He growled and I looked it his eyes with a smile. He gripped my neck harder causing me to squeak. "Answer me." He gritted. "Yes daddy I want you to fuck my brains out. I want you to fuck me so hard I can't walk. Please give me your cock daddy I'm so ready and wet for it." I begged and he loosened his grip on my neck. "Good girl now get on your fucking knees slut." He growled and let go of my neck and I got on my knees in front of him. He unbuckled his pants roughly sliding them down letting his huge member spring free. I stared in amazement it was so thick and long and there was a large vain that ran from the base to the tip. He sat up in the chair gripping a clump of my hair in his hand. "Suck." He said deeply and I instantly put my mouth around him and began sucking slowly. He held my head as he sucked in a harsh breath. I looked up at him innocently as I went father down. "Fuck." He muttered throwing his head back. I tried swallowing around him but he was way to thick. I coughed as I fought the urge to gag. I looked up at him as my eyes began to water. He finally gripped my hair pulling me off his now wet member. I breathed heavily looking at him and he smiled. He picked me up putting me on the couch my arms on the back and my knees on the seat. He pulled my shorts and underwear down and slapped my ass.

I squealed and kicked my feet lightly. He slapped me over and over again until my skin was bright red and burning. I breathed heavily and whimpered as he ran his rough hands of the marks. He lined up with me and shoved in and I moaned loudly. "Ohh my god daddy." I moaned as he thrusted into me at a fast pace grunting. I felt like my whole body was on some love drug. I was completely oblivious of how loud I was screaming until Roman put his large hand over my mouth bringing me to his chest. "You gotta be quite we are still at work babygirl we can't get in trouble." He said thrusting deeper into me making my eyes roll back. I looked up at him furrowing my eyebrows and whining feeling myself clench around his thick member. "Come for me babygirl." He said running a hand down to my bud and rubbing it in circles making me explode around him. My legs shook as I felt Roman slow down and release inside me with a loud groan. "Take that babygirl fuck!" He grunted into my neck biting down lightly. I breathed heavily as he lightly ran his fingers up and down my torso. He lightly kissed my neck picking me up bridal style and bringing me into the shower turning the water on helping me wash off and get dressed. I sat on the couch as he packed his stuff up. I curled into a ba and fell asleep. I few minutes later I was shaken lightly. "Babygirl you ready to head to the hotel?" He asked and I noticed his hair was wet and slicked back in a messy bun. I nodded and he picked me up throwing me over his shoulder grabbed our bags and opened the door bringing us to his rental setting me in the seat and putting the bags away driving to the hotel. Once we got there he brought me too his room laying me down and getting in behind me. "I like role playing babe." He said kissing my neck. "Me too Rome me too." I said turning around and giving him a few kisses. "Next time you should be a cop." I said and he chuckled. "Whatever you want baby. Whatever you want." He said and I smiled. "Good maybe we should fuck in our ring gear?" I said and he hummed. "I love the sound of that idea babygirl but let's get some sleep ok we gotta eat a good breakfast in the morning." He said kissing me once more before turning the lamp off. We slowly drifted asleep.

[the-artsy-plant]

I have been hit with divine inspiration after reading @jotaros-massive-tiddies ‘s yandere Kars fics so IMAGINE

Kars has taken you in as a captive human lover and as much as you would hate to admit it, you have slowly fallen for the beautiful leader of the Pillarmen. Yet you still jump at the opportunity for freedom when Joseph and Caesar come to set you free.

Unfortunately, it was all in vain, for Kars and the other Pillarmen find you before you can even ask where Lisa Lisa’s base was. Your Lord spares your friends’ lives in exchange for your complete, undying devotion and you are compliant, unbeknownst to what fate should befall you.

When you return to Kars’ settlement, you are thrown before his throne by Wamuu before he moved to stand alongside the other Pillarmen, watching over you and Kars.

You scramble for purchase, grasping Kars’ warm muscular thighs, pressing kisses to his firm flesh as you beg for his forgiveness.

“My Lord, I am so so sorry, I-I it was a mistake, I promise-“

Kars gently shushed you, lifting you into his lap and pressing a delicate but heaty kiss to your trembling lips, soothing and calming your arrhythmic heartbeat.

“It’s alright my dear, I know it won’t happen again,” he cooed in your ear, gently gripping the curve of your ass as he looked down at your smaller body with fond smugness.

“Oh thank you, Lord Kars,” you whimpered, nuzzling his neck like a desperate puppy as he held you close.

A sudden eruption of sadistic laughter made your heart drop to the pit of your stomach, eyes growing wide as you realized something was terribly wrong.

“Did you really think I’d let you get off that easy, my mortal flame?” Kars sneered, his deep voice rumbling and mocking as more sardonic laughter echoes in his throat.

“If you want my forgiveness, you have to earn it,” he said darkly as he shoved you off of his lap.

“Please Lord Kars! I-im sorry I’ll do anything,” you whined as your knees scraped against the floor.

“Oh you will,” Kars smirked, raising his steel-toed boot and kicking your chest hard.

You cried out as you tumbled across the floor, trying to scramble for purchase and figure out what Kars’ words meant.

It was only when Whamuu’s warm, calloused hands caught you in grasp far too tender for a warrior, eyes lit with desire and wanting that you realized what Kars meant.

The other Pillarmen crowded around you, similar looks of lusting glazing over their eyes before they looked towards Kars, awaiting his command.

“Now which of us is to go first, Lord Kars?” Esidisi smirked, looking down at you with such primal hunger.

NSFW under the cut

(Btw since this was VERY self indulgent the reader is they/he transmasc >:))

(Warnings: yandere content, Stockholm syndrome, DUBIOUS consent, size kink, fingering, PIV sex, oral sex, choking, dacryphilia, overstimulation, group sex, bukkake but not in the way you’d expect, degradation, praise kink, spanking, there’s a lot that happens ok I don’t even remember all of what I wrote, but also wow Wamuu is so babygirl and best man)

“I, for one, would love a taste of their sweet little pussy,” the white-haired chuckled, wrenching your right leg to expose your panty-clad cunt to Kars.

You felt Wamuu’s grip on your sides tighten, a displeased growl rumbling in his throat at the thought of Esidisi fucking your first.

Kars shook his head. “Oh, patience, Esidisi,” he sighed before looking at Wamuu.

“As you were the one who captured my dear Y/N, I believe it is only fair for you to take them first, Wamuu,” Kars smiled.

“Thank you, Lord Kars,” Wamuu murmured as he pressed a tender kiss on the back of your head.

As Kars’ vampire underlings placed a nest of pillows and blankets near the lot of you, you wondered how this could possibly be a punishment.

Wamuu gently set your soft body atop the pillows, making sure you were comfortable as he positioned above you.

“I apologize, Y/N,” Wamuu whispered as he leaned down to your ear. “I will try to be gentle.”

You naively wondered what he meant before he moved to kneel between your spread legs, unfastening his loin cloth and letting his semi-hard length spring free.

You let out a surprised, anxious scream as you saw just how big Wamuu was. It shouldn’t have been that shocking, considering Wamuu was the largest of the four Pillarmen, but your entire being was consumed by anxiety as you wondered how the actual fuck that would fit inside of you.

You could hear Esidisi cackle from behind Wamuu.

“Oh, what a foolish little thing,” Esidisi smirked as Wamuu rubbed his fat thumb against your puffy clit, trying to sooth you and prep you for what was to come.

“If you thought this would be easy, you’re sorely mistaken, my dear Y/N,” Kars smirked, removing his own loincloth as he watched Wamuu slip a thick finger into your tight little cunt. He stroked his own cock at the sight of you struggling to take Wamuu’s finger into your barely wet pussy.

“Do try to go easy on them, though, Wamuu,” Kars sighed. “I don’t want my little cockslut split in two.”

You let out a fearful whine at that, wincing as Wamuu forced another one of this large fingers inside of you.

“Fuck, it hurts,” you whined as Wamuu slowly thrust his two fingers inside of you.

The large pillarman sighed, adjusting himself so his face was before your spread labia, lips latching onto your twitching clit, teasing a heady moan from you as he continued pumping his fingers.

You let out a sigh of relief as pleasure coiled in the pit of your belly, fingers itching to grasp something. Wamuu somehow heard this very thought of yours and grabbed your hand, placing it atop his head so you could grip his thick blond hair

You squeaked out a thank you as his tongue tickled your sensitive little clit, embarrassed as you now felt your arousal drip down those two thick fingers of his and soaking the sheets beneath you.

You gripped his hair harder as he slipped a third fat finger into your pussy, trying to stretch you as much as he possibly could without breaking you.

You cried out as he wrapped his lips around your clit, sucking roughly as he slipped a fourth finger inside of your now soaking cunt.

“Ahh, Wamuu! F-fuck!” You cried out as your orgasm crashed down on you all too quickly, squirting all over Wamuu’s handsome face as he kept thrusting those big fingers of his in your tight hole.

“That’s enough, Wamuu,” Kars snapped, making the warrior jolt up and pull his lips and fingers away from your twitching pussy.

“It would do you well to remember that this is a punishment. Act like it before you are next,” Kars hissed.

Wamuu murmured an apology to his master, stroking his dick with his fingers that were dripping with your sticky arousal before prodding your entrance with that fat cockhead of his.

“I’m sorry, Y/N,” he murmured sympathetically before hoisting your legs above his shoulders and thrusting his entire length into your twitching pussy with one smooth stroke.

You screamed as you felt his tip prodding painfully at your cervix, your entire cunt stuffed with as much of him as you could take. There were still a few inches that couldn’t even fit inside of you.

Esidisi’s laughter echoed through the throne room as Wamuu shallowly thrusted inside of you, your walls squelching as they tried to force the huge intrusion of his dick out of you.

Wamuu continued his gentle thrusting, leaning down till your trembling thighs pressed against your chest so he could lick your tears away as his thrusts grew faster.

“Fuck,” he grunted, slotting his lips atop yours and forcing his tongue down your throat as he pounded relentlessly into your sweet little cunt.

“Oh, gods,” Wamuu moaned as he pulled his lips from yours, looking towards Kars.

“I can see why you chose the human, Lord Kars,” Wamuu moaned as your tight walls sucked his dick even further inside of you, another painfully long inch squeezing it’s way inside of your pussy.

“They have such a nice warm little cunt,” he sighed as your walls fluttered against his dick from the compliment.

“I’m glad you enjoy my lover’s sweet pussy, Wamuu,” Kars smirked. “It was rather selfish of me not to share, especially when it’s so obvious that my little plaything is so desperate to be fucked.”

Kars left his throne, walking in front of you, looking down into your eyes as his young disciple fucked the brains out of you.

“Isn’t that right, Y/N? That’s why you wanted to run back to Jojo and his pals, isn’t it?” He crooned, carding his fingers through your hair as you looked up at him. “I just hadn’t been giving my baby enough attention, so they felt the need to seek out something more, isn’t that right?”

“N-no, Lord Kars, i promise! My eyes are o-only for you,” you whined though your cunt squeezed like a vice around Wamuu’s thick cock at his words.

“Oh, don’t lie straight to my face, baby,” Kars tutted. “I can see just how much you’re enjoying Wamuu’s dick, my love.”

“But if you wanted more, baby, all you needed to do was ask,” Kars purred as he leaned down, his purple hair curtaining your face as he pressed a kiss to your panting lips, nose pressing against your chin as he pressed his messy kiss to your soft lips.

He chuckled at the whine he drew from your mouth, pulling up to smirk down at you.

“Are you close, baby?”

You nodded, letting out a high pitched whine as Wamuu sped up, the loud, embarrassing sound of your pussy squelching filling the room.

“Hmm, what do you think, Wamuu? Should we let my little plaything cum? Or should we let their greedy cunt go insatiated?”

You whined at this question, looking up at Kars as ecstatic tears pooled in your eyes, a silent plea for mercy.

“Please, Lord Kars, I want to feel them cum around my cock,” Wamuu replied. “Their pussy feels so good, my lord, need to feel them milk my dick.”

“Oh alright, but just for you, my dear warrior,” Kars sighed.

“It looks like you’ll be getting off easy this round, Y/N,” Kars chuckled as he watched you claw at Wamuu’s back, desperate to cum around the pillarman’s fat cock.

“Fuck! Lord Kars! Wamuu!” You practically screamed at your squirted on the fat cock buried inside of you, cunt seizing almost painfully tight around his dick.

“Y/N!” Wamuu’s orgasm followed quickly behind, his thick ropes of cum painting your walls white as his hips stuttered to a still.

The two of you stayed interlocked like that for a moment, riding your orgasms out in an embrace far too gentle for a punishment.

“Alright, it’s my turn now, Wamuu,” Esidisi grunted, clapping his hand down on Wamuu’s shoulder.

Wamuu let out a surprisingly desperate whine, looking up at Kars with big pleading eyes.

“I’m sorry, Wamuu, but it is only fair that Esidisi and Santana get a turn with my sweet little lover,” Kars sighed.

Wamuu sighed and looked down at you before sneaking another kiss from your lips, pulling out so Esidisi could fill you up instead.

Esidisi flipped you over, grabbing your hips and propping your ass up, presenting your dripping pussy to himself.

“Oh you did a number on them, Wamuu,” Esidisi chuckled as he watched a thick glob of Wamuu’s seed trickle down to your clit before dripping to the blankets below.

You shuddered at the sensation, yelping as Esidisi plunged his tongue into your still twitching walls, licking you clean of Wamuu’s thick cum with that hot appendage of his.

Once every drop was sucked out of your pussy, damn near triggering another orgasm, Esidisi set you down on the blankets. You lifted your hips automatically and reached behind yourself to spread your cunt open for the pillarman.

Esidisi chuckled and rubbed the thick head of his cock against your puffy labia, his slit occasionally catching on your clit as he slid it back and forth.

“I want you to beg for my cock, Y/N. Beg for the great Esidisi of the flame to fill you up,” Esidisi commanded, taking a fistful of your hair to force you to look back at him.

“Please, Esidisi, fill me up with your cum!” You whined, shimmying your hips as you desperately tried to get his dick inside of you.

He teasingly rubbed his cockhead against your entrance, his cool piercing contrasting with the heat of the precum that coated your sensitive pussy lips.

“Hm, what do you think, Kars? Should fill your little lover up with my seed?” He chuckled as he gyrated his hips, continuing to tease your sensitive little pussy.

“Hm, I think they need to beg a little more,” Kars smirked as he forced you onto all fours, smacking your face with his hard dick.

You let out a surprised whine.

“Beg for it,” Kars said as he smacked your face with his hard penis again.

“Please, Esidisi! Fill me up! I want you to fill my cunt up!” You whined, wiggling your hips even more, desperate for his dick.

Kars smacked your face with his cock again.

“And?” He said expectantly with a quirked brow as he positioned his heavy cock before your lips, his precum glossing your lips.

“Please fuck my throat, Lord Kars!” You whined, grasping his shaft and desperately wrapping your lips around his leaking tip.

Kars chuckled. “That’s exactly what I want to hear, pet.”

“Now stuff his pussy, Esidisi,” Kars commanded, as he rolled his hips against your face, teasing your throat with his oozing cock head.

You damn near choked as Esidisi plunged into your pussy, distending the last traces of Wamuu’s cum before fucking you at a relentless pace.

You moaned and whined around Kars’ cock, grasping his firm, plush ass and pulling him flush against your face, flexing your throat as you desperately sucked him down.

Esidisi smacked your ass in time with his thrusts, making your needy cunt drip with embarrassed arousal.

Both of Kars’ hands played with your chest, pinching, tugging, massaging. Your entire body sung with pleasure as the eldest Pillarmen used you as a desperate little playtoy.

The both of them finished inside of you in unison, the beautiful sight and feeling and knowledge of the two great Pillarmen losing themselves inside of you sent you over the edge, making you squirt all over Esidisi’s warm thighs.

The two of them chuckled as they pulled out of you, Esidisi watching his cum spill from your cunt like a river.

“Did you enjoy being fucked full and used like that?” Esidisi purred.

You nodded eagerly, your body quivering from the overstimulating pleasure of it all.

Esidisi chuckled at that before raising his hand and smacking your pussy roughly.

You cried out at that as his near burning hot hand struck your labia. He repeated this motion over and over until you were crying, looking up at Kars and begging him to stop his second-in-command. The eldest pillarman just looked down at you impassively though, carding his hands through your hair.

“Did you forget this was a punishment, baby?” He cooed, his cock coming back to life so he could smack your face with it again.

“Santana!” Kars roared, calling the youngest of the Pillarmen forward.

“You and I are going to share their tight throat, alright?” Kars explained.

Santana nodded, positioning his cock before your face. You looked up at it in confusion, wondering why he was still soft.

“Suck me until I am hard,” Santana merely stated, grasping the base of his cock as Kars wrenched your mouth open.

You whined as your throat was stuffed again, desperately sucking the thick cock inside of your throat until you could feel it pumping heatedly, growing harder in your throat, making you gag. You smacked his hip, desperate for air only for Kars to pinch your nose, making you panic as you lost the air in your lungs.

Eventually you couldn’t take anymore and desperately wrenched your head back, gagging as you coughed up bile and Santana’s precum.

You took desperate deep breaths only for you to find your throat stuffed with Kars’ cock next.

You whined and cried as you slobbered on Kars’ cock, feeling the barbells on the underside of his dick tickle your throat.

You yelped around his dick as you felt Wamuu’s cock replace Esidisi’s firm hand, filling you to the brim.

(Warning: water sports content below: piss desperation + golden shower)

But as Kars and Santana alternated taking over your throat and Wamuu steadily pumped your pussy, you felt an uncomfortable pressure on your bladder.

You whined in alarm, pulling yourself off of Kars’ dick to voice your worry.

“L-Lord Kars, wait! I-I need to pee,” you whined, eyes wide and pleading as you felt the pressure in your bladder swell even more with Wamuu’s powerful thrusts.

“You say that like it’s an issue,” Kars smirked, motioning for Wamuu to speed up.

You let out an undignified cry as Wamuu’s powerful forceful thrusts jolted your abdomen. His fat dick was putting way too much pressure on your sensitive bladder.

“Please, Lord Kars! Please!” You pleaded.

“I’ll tell you what, my dear,” Kars smirked, sadism glinting in his dark crimson eyes.

“If you can hold out until Wamuu cums, your punishment will be over,” he purred.

Your eyes lit up with relief as you thanked your lord over and over again, but when you felt Wamuu speed up once more, you realized that this was simply too good to be true.

“Oh? Looks like Wamuu doesn’t want to give you the easy way out,” Kars chuckled.

Esidisi cackled, pumping his cock as he watched Wamuu relentlessly fuck your pussy.

“Oh, you dirty boy, Wamuu, you want to feel Y/N piss all over you?” Esidisi jeered.

You whined, looking back at Wamuu desperately as you tried so hard to not let your bladder release.

Your hopes began to wane as Wamuu sped up even faster, but his thrusts grew arrhythmic and his balls swelled and twitches against your clit until his hips finally stilled and with a roar he creamed your pussy, ejaculating far more than any of the others had.

Rope after thick sticky rope poured into your pussy, bloating and distending your belly as the great warrior trembled and moaned, filling you to the brim until you couldn’t be filled anymore. The overstimulated walls of your cunt, staffed far too much with both his and Esidisi’s copious seed forced Wamuu’s fat cock out of you.

You whined in embarrassment as your pussy loudly squelched as thick drooling strands of yours, Wamuu’s, and Esidisi’s lust spilled down to the sheets below.

Esidisi chuckled at that, before grunting and painting your back white with his seed.

After he’d come to fruition, he went behind you and roughly spanked your pussy again, making you cry out as a stream of piss trickled out of your urethra.

You looked up at Kars desperately, sighing in relief as your lord smiled down at you.

“Relieve yourself, my love,” he crooned. “Your punishment is over now.”

You cried and thanked him over and over again as you let your body relax, a thick, powerful stream of piss gushing from you, making you sigh and moan out in desperate relief as the sheets below soaked thoroughly with your golden water.

You nearly screamed though when you felt Wamuu’s lips wrap around your pussy once more, shamelessly slurping up your piss as the other Pillarmen cackled and cheered him on.

“Fuck,” you whined, thighs twitching as you fell face first onto the pillows below you, helpless as Wamuu’s eager mouth devoured every last drop of piss until there was nothing left.

You panted and sighed, glad it was all over.

But as streams of warm liquid trickled and sprinkled onto your back, a chorus of loud relieved sighs and groans echoing around you, you realized that this was the end of your punishment.

Wamuu flipped you over, forcing you to helplessly watch as he and the other Pillarmen pissed all over you. You let out a weak little whine as their hot urine sprayed all over you, soaking your entire body.

You felt so ashamed, degraded, and disgusted but despite yourself a shameful arousal spurred within you, prompting you to discreetly try and spread your thighs so you could feel Wamuu’s heavy golden stream hit your puffy, overwhelmed clit.

If any of them noticed, they said nothing, merely enjoying a moment of peaceful relief. You felt a twinge of pride swell in your chest with the knowledge that you were the one who brought them to this state.

(Water sports content over)

Despite the fact that this was your punishment, you found yourself in a relaxing, steaming bubble bath after everything had ensued, Wamuu and Kars gently cleaning you of the smutty fluids your body had been covered with.

Afterwards, Kars draped you in a comfortable silk slip and herded you towards his massive bed, pulling you close and kissing you gently.

“Let this be your reminder to never leave me again, for I will always be the one to bring you to peaks of pleasure beyond the imaginable,” Kars warned as he pulled you close, hips rocking against yours as he initiated gentle, loving sex, his cock slipping between your puffy overworked folds as Wamuu, the stoic guard, watched, a glint of mirth in his eyes as he watched Kars ravish you, knowing that he could have you whenever he wanted now, to ensure that you would never leave the Pillarmen again.

~fin~

Also ok damn that wasn’t an imagine that was more like a messy oneshot but like. I hope y’all enjoyed the ride??

[altocat]

i want to cuddle Seph in my lap like a kitty. I don't even care about the murder and blood and fire I want to put little bows on him. He's so babygirl.

Like most cats, Sephiroth takes a distinct maliciously gleeful delight in keeping temptingly out of reach and never coming when called. He's looking particularly smug and immaculate that day, smirking as you try in vain to grab at him to no avail. He will only grace you with his presence when it is most inconvenient, suddenly demanding your full and complete attention. You will praise him and you will ENJOY it.

[frenchiefitzhere]

The Skrunkle Simp Song

Music and Lyrics by Frenchie

(This is a little rougher than I usually like to have for published music, but I was so happy to finish and record a song for the first time in 5 months that I kinda don't care that it's imperfect.) Lyrics below the cut :)

Verse 1

Don’t ask me why I like him    

I’ll never find the words

But my skrunkly little meow meow  

Makes me simp until it hurts

He’s an awful, evil bastard

And they say that he’s no good

But I promise I can fix him 

He’s just misunderstood

Refrain 1:

Oh my Skrunkles you’re so mean

And even sometimes quite obscene

But I love you just the same

You’re the monster I will tame

(Oh you’re so lucky I picked you!)

Verse 2

He’s a heinous, hateful villain

And he stands for all that’s bad

But Skrunkles, it’s not my fault

You’re so cute when you get mad

Your funny angry eyebrows

Tell me all I need to know

Who’s a stinky, grumpy skrunkle?

Who’s the lowest of the low?

Refrain 2:

Oh, Skrunkly-Man you’re horrible

Corrupt and vain and vile

So I push my hair behind my ears and say:

“Do you just…like…wanna hang out for a while?”

Like…I have a car… We could just…get out of here…”

Verse 3:

Don’t ask me why I like him

I know he’s problematic

Babygirl is complicated

But I like that he’s dramatic

He gets his kicks from doing things

I’d never do myself

So honestly he’s safer

Sitting here up on my shelf

My no good, nasty skrunkle-doll

Is my new favorite toy

Hey, handsome. Just one question:

"Who’s been a bad, bad boy?”

[classificationhell]

A little thought here. If reader has wings/feathers, and they're new to hell/heaven and don't know how to take care of them. And Adam or Lucifer(yeah i know that Valentino also has wings, but he doesn't have feathers so do not count) show reader how to preen them.

Like they notice that reader never does anything with their wings, and their feathers start looking dull and feel brittle. So, as a good caretakers that they are, they scold them for neglecting their wings, before showing them how to do it.

With Mourningstar i feel like he would do it right from the very start. Regular preening sessions.

Considering the ask, I'm adding another character here with Husk since he has feathered wings and would likely have to help Alastor's little in this situation.

Adam- is practically obsessed with looking his best as far as his wings go. He can get away with stubble or a bit of relaxed hygiene and general appearance upkeep since his mask and robes cover pretty much everything, but his wings are out there for anyone and everyone to see and they're almost a source of pride for him. After all, the first man has to have the most beautiful and pristine wings out of all the Winners, of course he isn't so vain that he would compare himself to say someone like Sera, buuuut he definitely spent more of his time ensuring that not a single feather was out of place.

So naturally his winged Litttle would need to follow his shining example. If they're Winners he's probably helping them from the get go if they struggle themselves because he can't be seen dead, or well, double dead, with anyone less than perfect and Winner Little goes wherever he goes, equal parts because of his trust issues and jealous/possessive nature. Will likely tease them at first when they struggle, and will scold them if they show absolutely no interest in the upkeep of their wings.

Now, Sinner Little would probably suffer for a bit. He's still very much pissed that he was saddled with a fucking Sinner of all people and hates that his Caregiver won't let him let you get exterminated by his girls. Plus, it's not like they're leaving the mansion so why the fuck should he care how they look? Only, the longer he's around them the more he does care, and eventually, maybe, he thinks they look pathetic enough, failing miserably to preen their undoubtedly itchy and uncomfortable wings that he takes pity upon them and takes mercy upon them and helps them out. Will likely insult their intelligence at first and say mean things along the lines of "you know the term filthy Sinner isn't meant to be literal right dipshit?" When he cares about them he might say sorry in varying ways and only ever apologizing sincerely when their asleep or farther into the future.

Lucifer, while not as clingy as Mourningstar, would likely still leap at the chance to help his Little. His scolding is mild at best if the Little shows no interest in preening themselves. He honestly would be secretly happy to be able to do this for them while also trying to help them do it on their own if that makes sense. Like he does want them to learn and grow as any Caregiver or parent would, but also if they never do in this aspect he is more than happy to continue doing these Daddy/ Duckling bonding sessions with them.

Mourningstar, however is actively infantilizing the everloving hell out of them as always. Preening was a regular part of their schedule from day one, if they attempt to learn to do it themselves he will merely chuckle and remind them with a soft smile that it's Daddy's job to take care of his babygirl and that he very much loves getting to do this for them, and they wouldnt want to make him feel sad and unwanted would they? As an added note, True Daughter would definitely use their wings as evidence they were related even if they looked nothing alike.

Husk, while not a Caregiver himself, I could see helping out Alastor's Little in the event they had wings and were unable to care for them properly. Honestly, if he noticed them struggling with preening or their wings were bothering them I could see him helping them learn on his own without Alastor using his soul contract to force him to. He's a surly alcoholic, but I imagine he has a soft spot for Littles and Pets especially.

However, Alastor would definitely enlist the cat's help the moment the Little's wings became unkempt enough to notice and he would likely give them a good scolding for letting it get this bad without telling him with a warning that next time they won't get away with a simple verbal lashing.

[transmortifried]

RANMA REWATCH EPISODE 35:

so the last two episodes i had on vhs as a kid and watched so many fucking times that the sense memories were so powerful, granted the happosai episode sucks because i hate that awful little pervert, but i actually have never seen this one, despite the fact that it's the second in a multi-episode arc

i love how ranma phrases a potential "cure" to her curse as "being normal" like yeah babygirl interpret being boymode 24/7 as fitting into societal expectations not in terms of its personal appeal to you

hell yeah kuno episode

kuno is an object lesson in something i've said for years: making your comic relief a pervert or a serial sexual harasser fucking sucks every time, making your comic relief a vain fancyman serial romantic who's just so fucking stupid has a decent chance of being funny.

[double-j]

*STARDUST REBLOG CHALLENGE NOVEMBER WEEK 2 MASTERLIST*

[for all fics, check the stardust reblog challenge tag]

*reminder to please heed the author's warnings on individual fics!*

~ splitting the list up into weeks this month because the post editor has been giving me a hard time ~

TGM: JAKE HANGMAN SERESIN FICS

seresin christmas (follow up to the slow burn series that you NEED to read) from @ereardon

tis' the damn season (from the better man universe which PLZ read all of because it makes me believe in love) from @sweetlittlegingy

golden barn lights from @siempre-bucky

california coast in your green eyes p. 1, p. 2, p. 3, p. 4, & p. 5 (jake and julie are perfect to me) from @theharddeck

come fly with me p. 5 & p. 6 from @bxwitched

signed away p. 5 & p. 6 from @seresinhangmanjake

home (from the best benefits series which you neeeeeeed to read if you are a sucker for idiot best friends to lovers like i am) from @writercole

the professor p. 9 & p. 10 from @/topguncortez

filet mignons and parking spots (will have you squealing just like its predecessor that you also need to read) from @withahappyrefrain

double tap (can already tell this will be a multi-re-read for me because it is so perfect and makes me feel so many feelings) from @rolycolysficrecs

one time thing (which will break your heart) & love that's a real long shot (which will break it a little bit more before fixing it right back up!!!) from @callsignvalley​ 

you’re not my type from @/roosterforme 

fine line p. 2 (from the look away universe aka sugar daddy jake!!) from @fuckyeahhangman​ 

cross my heart from @almostgenerallyalways​ 

douche bag jar deposit: $20 (aka p. 1 of the new girl au aka a dream come true) from @/jupitercomet 

more hearts than mine p. 7 & p. 8 (this series will have you grinning so hard with how happy jake is now but also devastated at how he grew up, aka perfection) from @fandomxpreferences​ 

TGM: BRADLEY ROOSTER BRADSHAW FICS

why do they call you rooster? from @roosterforme

i will leave you notes & je te laisserai des mots (you NEED to read this whole series okay!? it will make you FEEL so many FEELINGS) from @jupitercomet

come back p. 2, p. 3, p. 4, p. 5, & p. 6 from @/ereardon

flight risk p. 3.5 from @hufflepuffprincesse

the deployment diaries p. 2, p. 3, & p. 4 (but really read everything w/ bradley and babygirl because they are perfect) from @/roosterforme

king of the road from @/roosterforme

trouble in paradise p. 18 from @sunlightmurdock

the one where he puts his foot in his mouth from @/roosterforme

forget what you've been told (from the storm warning series that makes my heart hurt but in a good way?) from @/hufflepuffprincesse

“you said i had nice lips. who says that?” from @/topguncortez

couches, floors and beds from @/roosterforme

TGM: ROBERT BOB FLOYD FICS

coughs and cuddles from @topguncortez 

“not like i’ve fantasized about you or anything...” from @/topguncortez

the perfect ratio from @/writercole

love like this from @/wildbornsiren

from the one who loves you from @a-reader-and-a-writer​ 

TGM: MISCELLANEOUS FICS

no nut november from @/roosterforme (dagger squad giggles)

between the wolves prologue from @blue-aconite (bradley rooster bradshaw x jake hangman seresin x reader)

in vain from @wildbornsiren (hangster)

we should be lovers instead from @call-sign-jinx​ (mickey fanboy garcia)

NHL FICS

to sail beyond the sunset p. 3 from @spine-buster

BINGO!

[thewoodworkssystem]

More SDV fanfiction! Now featuring smut!

Here's the preview and then there's a link at the end to the chapter:

“You are my girl, aren’t you?” Emily nipped playfully at her ear for a moment before she pulled back to look her in the eyes and Ollie absolutely melted under the intensity of the gaze.

“Y-yes… I’m yours.”

“Good, I want you to give yourself to me. I’m going to take care of you. Your mind, your soul, and right now… especially your body. Your body belongs to me right now, but only if you let me take it. Do you give me that permission?” Good lord, what have I gotten myself into? When I wanted to do this I didn’t know I would be sleeping with someone who was so damn good at it.

“I do, I give you permission.” Ollie may have been impressed by how smooth Emily was being right now and she was definitely turned on more than she thought she would be but she didn’t hesitate for a second to give her answer. Emily smiled because of this, she was glad that Ollie trusted her this much and she had to admit that it felt nice that someone loved her enough to want to do this with her.

“That’s good, thank you for trusting me. Just lay back and relax, I’ll do all the work for right now, okay?” Ollie just simply nodded, speechless and for a moment she was worried because Emily hadn’t even really done anything yet and she was already so starstruck. Emily wasn’t going to allow her to get away with being speechless though,

“Do you think you can try to stay still for me?” Ollie nodded her head again but Emily wouldn’t let it slide.

“Use your words, babygirl.”

“I-I’ll be still, I won’t move a muscle if you don’t want me to, I promise.” Emily chuckled at that, like she found Ollie adorable and said,

“You don’t have to be that still, just try to keep your hands down by your sides, just remember that I’m touching you right now, not the other way around. Got it?”

“Yes, Ma’am.” she hadn’t really met to say that but it felt right after it slipped past her lips and Emily’s reaction confirmed her suspicions.

“Ma’am? So polite, I can tell you’re going to be a very good girl for me, aren’t you, baby?” if it was even possible Ollie could feel herself get wetter at those words and she couldn’t help the moan that tumbled out of her mouth,

“Yes! I’ll be good, Em…” her words got caught in her throat after that because Emily’s knee pressed against her core. Desperately she started to grind her hips into the other woman’s body and Emily carefully reprimanded her,

“Ah, we said we were gonna take it slow, remember?” Emily’s knee moved away from Ollie and the gray haired woman whimpered in a way that she knew sounded pitiful at the loss of contact, bucking her hips in a vain attempt to get it back.

“But… I need you to touch me, please, I need it so bad right now!” Emily smirked at that, a playful energy running through her veins.

“I can touch you, since you’re being a good girl and asking. Where do you want me to touch you, honey? Here?” Emily’s right hand roamed her breasts and the feeling of it only aroused Ollie more but it was frustrating because it wasn’t where she intended Emily’s hands to go.

“That feels good but it’s not what I had in mind.” Emily chuckled at that comment, saying,

“Well, what did you have in mind, my love?”

“Mmph, maybe a little lower.”

“You’re going to have to be more specific than that, dear. Do you mean like your stomach?” Emily’s hand moved down to Ollie’s toned stomach. Emily is pretty fit from all of the dancing that she does but Ollie is constantly working in the mines and on the farm so her body is honestly pretty impressive, at least to Emily. She traces the outline of Ollie’s abs and Ollie makes the same pitiful whimpering noise she just did moments before.

“”L-lower.”

“Tell me exactly where you want me to touch you, baby. Use your words or I’m not gonna touch you until you do.” Emily withdrew her hand from Ollie’s body completely and Ollie let out a groan of sexual frustration...

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