#could you fuckign imagine

[potatobugz]

ok. hear me out. bear with me. ive been struck with an idea for a kny au in which basically genya and kanao become main characters.

keeping in line with the whole "5 senses" theme, genya would have a heightened sense of taste and kanao would have good eyesight. :)

#rambles #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #kny au #demon slayer au #genya shinazugawa #kanao tsuyuri #INCREDIBLY SELF INDULGENT AU AAHHH LIKE #IVE THOUGHT ABOUT THE 5 SENSES THING BEFORE. AND IK THE STORY WOULD PROBABLY WORK JUST FINE WITHOUT A BUNCH OF MAIN CHARACTWRS #BUT I LIKE BIG GROUP DYNAMICS!!!! #AND ALSO we did not get enough of these fharacters. tbh. they are so cool.i wanna see them #also i imagine genyas sense of taste would b something like “he can tell a lot about something/someone just by taste alone” #aka im just imagining him fucking biting people #like he wouldnt. but he would (?) idk it's funny #hed probably like. know exactly what ingredients werw in soething he ate idk #if you ever meed to steal a secret recipe from a rivalling business then hes your guy #and then kanao could see things from very far away + shed probably have god like aim & accuracy #THAT JUSY MAKES ME IMAGINE KANAO WOTH GENYAS FUCKIGN GUN #tanjiro + nezuko + zenitsu + inosuke + genya + kanao is such a fun friendgroup. i like to imagine them going on missions together #i also have the vivid idea in my mind of genya and kanao being stuck on a mission together and #neither of them say a single word to each other. because Kanao doesnt talk much and Genya is very awkward around girls #especially if it is somebody he doesnt know #the idea of them fighting a demon together; never saying a word to each other but eventually getting along maybe? #fighting in sync? learning 2 fight with each other??? idk i like the idea of a silent mission #hold on. thats cool. storing that in my brain #the dynamic is also pretty funny bc kanao is way better at fighting than genya. this poor guy #ALSO NOT TO MENTION THE TASTE AND EYESIGHT THING GOES ALONG WITH THEIR CANON ESTABLISHED CHARACTERS AS WELL!!!

[serenuum]

having SO many mike warren thoughts i want to share but THEYRE ALL IN MY NATIVE LANGUAGE AND ITS TOO ENERGY CONSUMING TO ACTUALLY TRANSLATE ANY OF THEm like what the FCUKK

anyway its once again going insane over special agent mike warren hours happy going insane over special agent mike warren hours to everyone who celebrates < 3333

#YOU DONT GET TO TALK TO ME #because youre not sentimental mike #yes i am #i would be like 10x times more active here IF ONLY i could like. immediately straight up write down all my thoughts in english #i mean i can and i do occasionally but like. fucking UGH #anyway. thinking about literally EVERYTHING #mikecharlie and mikejohnny bromances. mikes death. adhd mike. . #mike who tries his best and forgives people who hurt (MORE LIKE LITERALLY MURDERED < 33) him and who just wants to be loved #tender and caring and supportive mike emotionally vulnerable mike mike who cries and needs help mike who does everything he can #he wants a friend he wants someone to trust w whom he can be himself and not be afraid of being used n manipulated he wants someone to love #hes so tired of everyones shit hes been dragged through literally EVERYTHING hes seen murders hes seen tortures a person committed suicide #right in front of him hes literally been dead hes been abused hes been addicted hes been shot two times and at second time he couldnt even #go to a hospital he was lying injured and shot in some fucking garage on the cold floor and was alone should i go on with the list #he didnt deserve any of that shit AND IM GOING TO FUCKIGN PROTECT HIM WITG MY LIFE #because youre not sentimental mike yes i am. he cares. he cares so much you cant even imagine #hes been through so much and he still holds love and hope in his heart. this shit is insane and im going to kill someone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[anthyies]

check the tags for your favorite things daily. but watch out

#the baru tag right now. lol. lmao even. #low empathy swag so immense that people call her a sociopath #CAN YOU IMAGINE. CALLING. BARU. CENTRIST??????????????? #also leveling accusations about homophobia at a book for depicting homophobia is like. literally all of this fuckign happened in real life #‘no queer author would handle the narrative this way’ well first of all seth uses any pronouns. second of all it’s a tragedy it’s not bury #your gays. this was an ending you can see coming baru is hiding the truth from herself throughout the first book. it was the best ending #under rhe circumstances you do not want her to become a hostage!!! #I take it back I don’t want people to know about baru some of you guys are annoying as hell #Also being just like baru kind of feels like that ruby quartz panic room panel sometimes. #=__= ok im normallll im Normal. #esha.txt #MAYBE IF YOU READ MONSTER AND TYRANT AND GOT THE CATHARSIS OF THE JOURNEY BARU GOES THRU IN THOSE BOOKS. THEN YOUD SEE. #sometimes the worst thing that could happen happens. and you live. survive. have more gay sex even

[skrunksthatwunk]

world's thinnest walls versus parents' stupidest argument

#hydrogen bomb vs coughing baby #no one should be this angry about star wars #it's like theyre in the same room as me and theyre a floor below me #theyre not good roommates :| #like. they're literally echoing #this house is gonna fall apart and it's gonna be george lucas' fault #if im like hey you guys are loud there's like a 70% chance theyll be like Ok What Is Your Problem We're Not Being That Loud #god the other day my mom was eating something while i was at a computer and she leaned over my shoulder and i was like hey #could you please not chew in my ear #because it's been established for YEARS that i have a really big problem with the ol mastication #and she's like 🙄🙄🙄 honey. dont. i wasnt chewing in your ear and my mouth was closed #maybe she was like 8 inches away from my ear. i still fucking felt that viscerally!! leave me alone i dont want my tics to act up #i will convulse. fuckign get away from me i have to scrub my eardrums now #child's politest request vs mother's complete inability to accommodate needs she doesnt personally relate to/understand #(my dad's not much better i just dont try with him bc he's like. a debate bro. and he's gone half the time anyway) #they also share a complete inability to see any symptoms in me or my brothers which is Not Good for literally all of us #my mom's just a little more frustrating bc she's a psych major so she thinks she knows everything. like. mom #you CANNOT be arguing with me about whether or not the r slur was always ableist and then be like psh. that kid's not autistic theyre just #self dxing to account for their other problems. i know this bc ive been around them their whole lives (infrequently and with little depth) #so imagine if i did that. i would be killed on sight i would never be able to speak to her again im not kidding it would be so so awful #thing is I'd probably believe her too. hell on earth #you dont act like my professor told me autistic ppl act in the 90s. gonna have to zap you with my death ray (forcing you to argue in #defense of your experiences which we didnt notice or invalidated at the time) #im not even 100% sure im autistic. but the fact that i cant talk to her means idk if i can talk to an actual doctor about it bc im still a #dependent and she'd probably be there with me. #I'd have to get a doctor on board or she'd NEVER believe me. how the hell am i supposed to do that #god. whatever #idek if i wanna get diagnosed but i want her to believe me. i want to be able to talk about what i need bc if i dont have a good enough #reason (my comfort is not reason enough) then she never will. and it'll get worse. it sucks basically #she's fucking doctor autism apparently and can sniff em out. christ almighty she's unbearable sometimes

[sundial-bee-scribbles]

To be fair a slap could probably knock someone over if they're off guard so it's actually a good way to get them in a position to do spores and stuff- I also feel like Oliver would hunt primarily at night to add another veil of confusion onto the victim (where I'm from a lot of streetlights are orange so he'd look less like a Flower) -🌟

true true...

(ik what ur talkin abt orange streetlights... 😭😭 not the same place probably but im.. waugh.. nostalgic for me)

BUT ANYWAYS that is very smart tbh of him... and oli already i feel like he'd naturally be up at night he's a feral lil kid like that

but also

#ask #flower hivemind au #queueing this answer so if it posts at a weird time sorry lolol #i wanted to do smthn w/ flower like that 'me when i fuckign GET YOU' meme but i couldn't find any good pictures #for some reason now that im just thinking like. ik it WOULD make sense that theres day and night cycles b/c like DUH PLANTS NEED SUNLIGHT #BUT MY EDGY EMO ASS HAS JUST BEEN LIKE IMAGINING EVERYTHING HAPPENING AT NIGHT. OR IG IN A REALLY DARK FUCKING BUILDING OR SOME SHIT??? #idk where these bitches are at even. helppp. IDK DRAMATIC MOOD LIGHTING LMAO it could be sunny as hell outside but this is horror so #gotta have that shitty barely visible interior lighting lolollll... abandoned building vibes is what i was getting but not sure #seriously where the fuck ARE these dudes #ollie the star anon

[fuzziemutt]

Still mad that they didn't give William a silly British accent in the movie. Oh but What's a Brit doing in Utah ?b Why the fuck are WE Utah in the first place, buddy !

#i speak #I'm just being silly btw #william afton #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #yessss he doesn't have one because he's trying to lay low as steven or whatever #but could you imagine him suddenly dropping the american accent to a British one ? how fucking funny that would be ? #i wanna see mike's absolute confusion on this shit okay just ????? #imagine being a random dude having the worst fuckign week (20 years) of your life. you just found out ghosts are real and want you dead #and the guy who got you the job and is the most awkward fucker around is suddenly british while you're bleeding out in a kid's restaurant #sorry steve not steven i fake fanned for a moment

[ervotica]

I need rockstar Robin Buckley SO BAD. Like as in 70s-80s type rockstar and reader is this really pretty groupie and Robin can't fucking help but fuck her EVERY. SINGLE. NIGHT. She makes reader go boneless and dumb over her fingers and edges her before putting on the fuckign strap !!!

Anyway can you tell I'm on my period and I'm recklessly horny

my pussy just exploded.

18+ smut, wlw, rockstar!robin (she's a warning), cunnilingus, use of a strap, edging

No bc imagine.. Robin's band is on tour and generally she's not a big fan of the groupies. They all have the same lovesick, starstruck look in their eyes as they compete and vie for the rockstars' attention.

But you. You're different. A little more reserved but so obvious in your beauty. That effortless sort of beauty that exudes from your every pore; you're infectious to be around and, frankly, Robin can't get enough of you.

Sure, you've admired her from afar: her lithe arms and her mussed hair, wild where it's cropped to her chin. Her thin, long fingers that you'd know would feel so amazing inside of you. Her smudged black eyeliner and faded lipstick, worn away by kisses. Good luck kisses, she calls them, planting one on you every time she has something important and rockstarish to run off and do. Departing with a cheeky grin and a wink as she croons "Gotta have my good luck charm, babe."

She can't help it. It's your own fault for being so damn pretty. So gorgeous in the way you fall apart on her fingers and her mouth and her pretty plastic cock. It's not like you put up a fight, either. Obediently following after her as she beckons you to her hotel room late at night, as she pushes you down onto the grimy bedsheets and eats you out until you cry. Until you're trembling and sobbing and begging her to give you a break.

And she does; she brings you to the precipice over and over but never gives you that last push, that last little stretch you need to fall off the edge and into the void of bliss. She'll only let you cum if you beg her for it, all pretty, eyes red rimmed and glassy and lower lip pushed out, pouting until Robin can't help but lean down to kiss your sad face away.

That's when you've finally earned the strap- she lines herself up and watches in absolute awe as your cunt parts and flares and swallows her whole. With the sounds she makes, you'd almost think she could feel it as if the strap is a real, living extension of her own body.

And then you moan her name. A weak little "Robbie," as you beg and plead with her to let you cum over and over until your voice is hoarse and croaking; well, she can't deny you when you're that cute.

By the time she's through, she's fucked you so dumb she's not sure you even remember your own name. You're boneless and still and limp against her as you doze, plush lips parted as you breathe, fingers still loosely interlinked with her own. You know you'll be sore in the morning but it's worth it, and you'll be ready to do it all over tomorrow night.

#love letters #ily #writer #writers on tumblr #writing #stranger things smut #stranger things fanfic #stranger things blog #stranger things fic #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things #robin buckley smut #robin buckley x female reader #robin buckley x reader #robin buckley fanfic #robin buckley x f!reader #robin buckley x you #robin buckley x y/n #robin x reader #robin x you #robin x y/n #robin smut #robin buckley fluff #robin buckley drabble #robin buckley blurb #robin stranger things #fluff #smut writing #wlw #mini musings 💭

[merakiui]

lmao ngl i would over think to hell if jade sent me a dick pic. wtf does this MEAN? is he just fucking with me? does he want to be fuckign me? wtf jade.

id avoid him for a while after getting it AND I BET THAT MOTHER FUCKER WOULDNT EVEN DELETE IT. I BET HE LETS IT FESTER IN THE DMS.

when he corners you later for avoiding him hes not even mad abt you seeing the dp. no, hes mad abt you not responding. pearl was his penis unsatisfactory to look at? if you would like he could use it to satisfy you another way ;)

-lily anon

A dick pic from Jade is a magical thing because it leads to so much tension, especially when he decides to let it fester!!!! Now you're left thinking about it all week while avoiding him. So shameless... but Floyd did say morays are cowards at heart, so maybe sober Jade considers deleting it and doesn't only because he has to uphold his usual relaxed, always unbothered temperament. Jade who hides behind his placidity solely because he is a coward when it comes to you!!!! He jokes and teases too much, so you can never take him seriously, which is exactly what he wants so you'll never learn of his true feelings for you.

Maybe getting a dick pic from an inebriated Jade is also an omen. ;;;;; it's impossible to fathom his mind, so who knows what his intentions are (he's in love with you)!!! And of course his curiosity trumps cowardice, so he absolutely must know what you think. Asking you upfront if it was unsatisfactory to look at....... T_T oh, he so would!!!! And he catches you right away if you stumble over your words or try to appear unaffected. So you did see it and you did like it and it did appeal to you. No need to be so shy. <3 he's flattered you enjoyed seeing it. You'll enjoy it much more in other, more physical ways hehe.

But also imagine you send him his dick pic back, but it has calculations to go along with it. T_T you calculated the curve, the girth, the length, the circumference........ he's both impressed and horny.

#twisted chit chat #n/sfw #lily anon

[schnuffel-danny]

*crying so hard I’m choking on my own spit* You guys don’t get it, you don’t fuckign get it, Danny is SO small compared to his dad NOW as a 14 year old kid.... imagine how small he was as a baby..... Jack could probably just hold him in his palm like a little kitten.... baby so small you need a microscope to look at him.... baby so tiny he sleeps in a matchbox like a cartoon mouse....

[hiemaldesirae]

Swap AU:

Vox and Alastor's breakup/Fight was huge--and messy as fuck. Quite simply, unlike what canon is hinting at where Valentino came to Vox's rescue and Alastor ruined one of his Antenna it didn't happen here--and for those 7 years, Alastor lived with the belief he'd killed his beloved Vox. Which is the main reason why Alastor took over the entertainment district--too keep anything of Vox's alive. So yeah, Alastor runs the Vees. TV isn't as powerful--Radio is in every house, but huge televisions are on every corner, running 24/7 informing sinners of news and such and you can rent a tv alongside videos. (And the big TVs show Valentino's porn for a few limited hours at night. Val is....not someone Alastor cares alot for, especially once it comes out Vox sent an SOS to him. Once Velvette and Nifty become friends however, Alastor can see what Vox saw in Velvette.)

Vox's deal with Lucifer is alot more freer then whatever canon Alastor has going on. Lucifer's only command is this: Help and Protect Charlie to the best of your abilities and I'll give you power. The more you help her the more power you'll get in return.

So Vox doesn't really want to free himself at the moment--why would he, when helping the Princess would get him ridiculous amounts of power? (And with this power, he could protect himself from Alastor? He'd never be afraid of dying a second time again.) And that's why he avoids radios, knowing if Alastor picks up his voice the deer will know he's up and alive.

Upon his return and realization that Overlords aren't solo acts anymore and that Alastor owns the Vees and the entertainment district, Vox gets in contact with a hidden Overlord that owes him big time--after all, Vox did stop him from betting his soul and well seeing how Valentino's life is absolute shit at the moment it's a good thing he did.

Husker is, of course grumpy as ever, but agrees to take on his overlord status again and Join Vox at the Hotel--both of them proclaiming themselves as allies and the Hotel and the area around it their territory, easily surrounding the land with hearts, spades and lightning bolts.

While the two overlords are decorating, Angel Dust lifts up his phone, and takes pictures of Vox, and sends them to Valentino.

Valentino prints them out, and drops them off at Alastor's desk, murmuring about how having Angel Dust at the hotel might be a good thing after all.

HI AGAIN SWAP NONNY!!! youre so cool marry me. I mean what wait who said that

oh my GODDDD fuck the idea that alastor thinks he fucking KILLED vox when the other disappeared... im gonna be SICK he thought he killed his beloved and because of it even though he hates modern technology and all the buzz and noise that comes along with it he decided to take control of the entertainment district because itw as the only thing he thought he had left of vox... do you think he kept like voxs old heads or something and like has a makeshift grave or something. and he hates val because vox went to ask him for help but he didnt come in time so he thinks its BOth their faults that vox is gone... oh my god. oh my fucking God........ im really gonna be sick nonny why would you do this to me THEYRE SO FUCKIGn .OWUAUGAHHHHH TEARS MY HAIR OUT

YEAHH husk and vox friendship here is so sweet to me. i like to think that vox and husk join in on the bonding activities at the hotel with charlie and hype her up sometimes. also since theres no niffty here would vox also act as a niffty type person? like he and husk share duties between them of being concierge/janitor/bartender.... imagining vox in a bartender suit and a maid outfit was probably not the best thing to do for my fragile mind tbh but. You know. You see my vision right nonny dont you (i am shaking you gently)

GET A JOB STAY AWAY FROM HIM!!!!!!!! is angel acting like double agent like here or something? or are he and val in less of an employee/abusive boss relationship here and more of a comrades-in-arms relationship here united under alastor's tyranny? whatever it is im excited to hear more :) please dont stop with this nonny the brainrots getting to me

#swap au #ran rambles #hazbin hotel #radiostatic #general asks

[evilspiritweek]

rc9gn driving headcanons

Randy - Not like,, old enough to get a license during the run of the show, but I do believe he thought Mario Kart translated to actual driving. Gets tickets a lot, but surprisingly never gets into an accident

Howard - On the same level as Randy, I imagine. Really sees it more as a status symbol than actually uses it. In turn though, when he gets his own, he does become a better driver. I firmly believe his personal car would have those fuzzy dice hanging on the mirror

Heidi - I initially thought she'd be a bit reckless, but in actuality, I think she'd be one of the safest drives bc she's low-key on edge the whole time. This is partially due to the fact that it's her parent's car at first, but his anxiety carries over into her personal one tenfold. Again, it's a status symbol. Howard is not allowed anywhere near her car, but if her dad forces her to take him somewhere, he's sentenced tot he back and can't even sit shotgun

Viceroy - Dreads driving. Not necessarily a bad driver, but he hates having to drive with the rest of the public. Thankfully, his job means he doesn't really have to do it much.

McFist - He would get chauffeured around a lot more than actually drive, which is good because he kinda sucks. Definitely no accidents, but he's too impatient, so he'd have bad road rage if he needs to get somewhere. That begin said, if he was just cruising, I think he'd stay in his own lane and actually be chill. Goes to those antique car shows.

Bash Johnson - Technically has his own car, but it'd be under his dad's insurance. Always going at least fifteen above the speed limit. Would ride your ass until he could pass you, flip you off, and then sit at the red light in the lane parallel to you because he didn't realize it was going to change.

Marci - Similar to her husband, doesn't need to drive, and that's probably for the best. She doesn't drive bad, but her parking is the worst- takes up two spots every single time. But at the same time, what are you gonna do about it? That's McFist's wife bro?? (I think she'd actually be really nice about it tho- she can totally adjust if you asked)

Mr. and Mrs. Driscoll - Their licenses have expired.

Principal Slimovitz - I think he'd be a good driver, but with how many times his car's been totaled, he'd also have really bad road rage. If you see him trying to merge, just let him in. His car's been totaled three times that month already, he totally ready to make it a fourth.

Morgan - shes fine overall, but ooooh my god, does she tailgate like it's her fuckign job. Only one in the Dancing Fish with a car, so expect to see all of them squashed in their after practice.

Rachel - Abysmal. doesn't know the first thing about cars. It starts making a funny noise and she's just like "oh! that's a new one ^.^" until her car stops working all together. She knows she's supposed to change the oil, she just doesn't know how frequently or why.

#busy with finals so have this #headcanons #randy cunnningham #howard weinerman #heidi weinerman #williem viceroy iii #hanninbal mcfist #bash johnson #marci mcfist #the driscoll's #marlene driscoll #jerry driscoll #principal slimovitz #morgan #rachel #rc9gn

[fourswords]

me, pacing erratically: see, the thing is, link from the original legend of zelda did not have a sword before he got one from the old man in the cave and yet he managed to defend impa from the monsters pre-game so skillfully that impa was legitimately impressed with him and pleaded with him to help defeat ganon in the first place. so how did he do it? how did a ten-year-old boy with no weapon manage to singlehandedly drive off a bunch of monsters from terrorizing an old woman? my answer: i think he used rocks. i think that boy was throwing rocks left and right and bashing them into their fucking skulls and whatnot. and just given that the intentions of the original legend of zelda games were ultimately to let the player fill in the blanks as they played the game and as the final battle with ganon was so simplistically done (because, again, much was left up to the players' imaginations) i think from a theoretical standpoint, if we are to imagine the final battle with ganon as it happened in-universe—that is to say, a ten-year-old boy with absolutely no formal weapons training other than "run through monsters with the sharp end" fighting against the monstrous king of darkness who can and does turn invisible during the course of the battle—would it not be a fun idea to assume, then, that at some point ganon could have knocked the sword out of his hands? that at some point during the battle this iteration of link could've just gone "fuck it we ball" and grabbed a rock and managed to wrap himself around ganon's head and just started bashing him with it? like the absolute fucking feral child he is? would it not be a fun idea to assume that instead of eventually shooting ganon with the silver arrow from afar he simply grabs it from his bag in the scuffle (wherein ganon is trying in vain to remove the Screaming Fucking Child from his general head area) and stabs it into one of his eyes while he's up there? would it not be fun? would it not set him apart from the other iterations of link in the way that the games he features in already DO as zelda lore has evolved over the last almost-forty years that more games have been released? we're talking about the version of link who, as the original manual says, mysteriously appears out of nowhere and disappears just as quickly after the events of zelda 1 (though clearly he does eventually return to hyrule as evidenced by the events of zelda 2). would it not suit him to match the general atmosphere of the original legend of zelda game and fight in a manner that speaks more of survival than fight in a way that imitates polished heroics like you would see from some sort of knight? would these hypothetical scenarios as to how the final battle with ganon could have gone down not add an infinite amount of characterization and flavor to an otherwise simplistic fight? does this not interest you?

you, tied to a chair in my basement: ggod pleas,,e,,, jsut let me go i want to see my fuckign family,,,,,,,

#me holding up tloz/aol link in my fist and squeezing him like a croissant: my scrunkly scrimblo. i want to dissect him #txt #z1&2

[moodywyrm]

okay but imagine college!abby walking in on her gf touching herself but instead of taking over for her, reader forces abby to sit there and watch 🫣

then the two of them just end up getting off on watching the other get off

GOD I NEEDD GER

no Im fucking sweating dude

bc imagine abby comes home n sees u, splayed out on the bed, fingers rubbing at ur clit while ur other fucks one of her straps in n out of u. she just took so long getting home n u were needy >:(

n when she tries to help u, tries to take the dildo out n replace it with her fingers, u just hand her the dildo n wave her towards the other end of the bed. she's so confused until she hears ur pleading, slutty voice asking her to play with herself, please, you wanna see her play with her self :( n of fuckign course she obliges u, already heating up at the thought of watching each other masturbate.

so she strips down n u pull out another one of her straps, the big one ur used to, coating it in ur slick before pressing it in, tipping ur head back and moaning at the stretch. abby whimpers, moving to rub at her swollen clit as she watches u fuck urself on her strap. as much as she wishes she could be the one fucking you, there's something undeniably hot about watching u get urself off. she slips two of her fingers inside of her pussy, curling up n pressing into that gooey sweet spot that makes her moan as her eyes lock onto ur tits n the way they bounce with each thrust. she stretches herself open just enough before taking the dildo u were using, still coated in ur slick, n placing it at her entrance, shivering at the cold wet tip nudging against her. slowly, she pushes it in, trying so hard to keep her gaze on u and nearly fainting at how ur staring at her, hungry and debauched and ready to devour her.

at this point, ur both fucking yourselves open on her straps, eyes flitting from sloppy, wet pussy to tight nipples to flushed cheeks, literally going dizzy from how hot it is. u sit up, shifting the dildo inside u so that it hits ur sweet spot n makes u shake, fucking it harder and harder into u as u watch abby start to tremble, her fingers playing with her twitchy lil clit and her pussy making the messiest squelching noises because of how wet she is. it's all so fucking hot that u can't stop urself, sitting up n bouncing on the dildo, ur tits pressed together from how u need to hold the toy in place beneath u. ur bouncing n glistening n abby is staring at u with so much love that oh god oh fuck ur cumming, literally whiting out and moaning so whorishly, the sight pushing abby over the edge as she closes her legs around the toy, yelping at the tightness n overload of sensation as she tries to keep fucking herself on the toy. ur both trembling n whining, finally reaching out for each other n falling into each others lap, sharing sloppy kisses as abby reaches down n grabs the toy, starting to fuck it into u again n again, determined to reward you for such a pretty show.

#anon #abby anderson #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson smut #abby anderson x reader smut

[absurdthirst]

Kinktober 2022: October 17th

Day 17: Hate Fucking // Pussy Slapping // Medical Play

Frankie Morales x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: Mentions of spitting, hate fucking, pussy slapping, mildly dub-con, hair pulling, face slapping

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You’ve ignored him for seven days, five hours and twenty-three minutes. Not that you are counting, you wouldn’t let Francisco Morales know that you would give him the time of day or a passing thought again after the last time you had actually looked him in the eyes. 

Maybe you shouldn’t have spit at him, but you stand by your decision that you would never, never, let that man touch you again. Especially when you had seen him leaning in and giggling with that Air Force twit with the huge tits. 

It doesn’t affect your job. You don’t have to talk to the pilot in order to be able to carry out your missions. For the rest of the team, they don’t even notice a difference. There has always been a chilly report between the two of you. Neither one of you particularly cared for the other in social settings - more that you were polite acquaintances - pretending the other didn’t exist until you were required to interact. 

None of the team knew about the sex. The blowing off steam and using each other because it was convenient. Not that was over and Catfish could spend the rest of this deployment fuckign his hand or chasing whatever pussy he could around the base. You hope he catches the clap. 

“Are you done pouting?” Suppressing the urge to jump, your shoulders turn towards the voice in the dark, watching as Frankie steps out from the side of one of the builds. Obviously waiting for you. 

Narrowing your eyes, you scoff. “It’s a good way to get shot, Morales.” You tap the thigh holster that your beretta is clipped into. Your constant companion on the FOB unless you are showering or in PT gear. 

“Please.” Frankie rolls his eyes and steps closer to you. “You’re a shit shot, especially with the pistol.” 

“Night.” Your flat tone signals that you are done with the conversation, turning on your heel to walk the half dozen steps to the conex box that has been converted into a room for you to live in while you are here. 

“You’re jealous.” His crowing is the only thing that could possibly stop you from walking up the steps into the room, closing the door firmly and locking him out for another day. As it is, the timer would have to restart on how long it has been since you’ve spoken to him. 

“You can go fuck yourself, I’m not jealous.” You hiss. “I just came to my fucking senses.” Shooting him a smirk that you know will grate on his nerves. “Thank God.” 

When your door is closed, your smirk drops and you grit your teeth. Hating yourself for fucking giving him anything. You should have pretended he wasn’t there at all. From now on, he doesn’t exist. 

****

“PUT ME DOWN, MORALES!” You could get out of this hold. It would take one - well placed kick to the solar plex and he would drop you to the dirt and allow you to kick his ass like you are itching to. But it would create an even larger spectacle and you won’t give him the satisfaction. You go limp, smirking happily when the sudden shifting of your weight causes him to curse. You hope his back fucking aches. 

“If you hadn’t been such a spoiled little bitch, I wouldn’t have to carry your ass off.” He hisses, reaching up and smacking your ass sharp enough to make you gasp and he chuckles while you imagine the hundred different ways you are going to kill and dismember him when he puts you down. 

He doesn’t put you down, not until he closes your door and tosses you on your bed hard enough to make you bounce on the very firm mattress. “I’m going to fucking kill you.” You are springing back up, ready to throw hands when he pushes you back down a second time, fingers dragging down the shorts you wear when you work out. 

He knows you are bare underneath, bucking and fighting him as he yanks them down and pins your legs spread with those broad fucking shoulders of his that you hate. “Are you really?” He sneers, smirking up at you with the most condescending look he can muster. “Are you really going to kill me? Looks like you’re wet.” 

“It’s sweat.” You try to close your thighs, knocking your right knee against that shoulder that gives him fits sometimes and getting a jolt of pleasure when he hisses. “Last thing I’m going to do is be wet for you.” 

Frankie shakes his head, his expression challenging, and you see where his cock is already hard under his own shorts. “We’ll see.” 

“I not fucking you.” You hips buck up again and you swat at his head, a swing that both of you know you could have made connect if you really want to. “So get off. Go fuck your hand, fuck someone else.” 

“But you’re right here.” Frankie draws, pushing up your ARMY t-shirt and sports bra. “Why go somewhere else when I fuck the attitude out of you?” 

You snort, bucking your hips up again and shaking your head. “Over my dead body.” 

The sharp sting of pain on your clit makes you cry out, eye wide and shocked - flying to meet his dark orbs when you realize this motherfucker just slapped your pussy. And is fucking smirking about it.

It hurt and felt amazing at the same time. A sharp jolt to your clit that makes it throb. The part of you that doesn’t hate him with every fiber of your being wants to beg him to do it again, while he’s buried to the hilt inside you. 

The first time the two of you fucked, you were bent over, unable to see his cock before he pushed inside you. He was a fucking asshole and you despise him, but you can’t deny the prick has a big fucking cock. You had ached for days, not that you would admit that to him. Internalizing the winces and pretending you weren’t affected at all when in reality, your pussy was on fire just sitting still. You understood why when you got a look at him, the damn thing was as thick as your wrist and he still had the length to feel like he was pushing up into your throat. 

Anger, frustration and something else mix in his eyes and instead of fighting it, fighting him, you decide to turn the tables. 

Your legs move from his shoulder to his head, closing around it and locking together while you push up off the bed. Twisting and using your weight to throw him off balance and roll him under your, your cunt inches from his mouth and for a split second you want to sit on it. To bury his face in your sweaty, wet cunt. 

Instead you slap away his hands harshly, untangling your legs and moving down, your own hands pulling at his shorts, you don’t give a shit that you are still in running shoes and your sports bra digs into your skin and pushes your tits down. If you’re going to fuck, you are going to be in charge. 

“Th-thought you were weren’t going to fuck me?” He challenges reaching out to swat at your tit and he catches your nipple, 

“Shut the fuck up.” You hiss, glaring up at him, your grip around his cock probably tighter than you should have on it, but it doesn’t stop you from squeezing to make his breath hitch. “You fucking started this.” 

It’s just fucking, you tell yourself as you straddle him and start to sink down on his thick fucking cock. It’s only because he won’t leave and this is where it was going from the second that you had told him you weren’t fucking him again. It was a challenge and Frankie hates to lose. Instead of being defeated, you are changing the rules. You are using him for your pleasure. 

“God, you are never fucking happy.” Frankie huffs, fingers digging into your hips and biting his lip when you bottom out, taking him to the very root and squeezing him in your tight walls. “Always pissed about something.” 

“Hate you.” You practically moan the words, not giving yourself a moment to adjust to the way his cock stretches your lips wide. Immediately starting to bounce on his lap in order to get off as quickly as possible, the sting of it adding to the pleasure of having a cock inside you. You close your eyes, refusing to look at him while you set a frantic pace. 

Another sharp thwack against your cunt has your eyes springing open, shocked again that he is doing that. You don’t hate it, not the way your cunt flutters around him. 

“I hate you.” He snarls, trying to take back some control. Reaching up and squeezing a tit harshly and making you smother a cry when he pinches your nipple harshly. “Hate how you fucking act. Like a spoiled brat.” He huffs. “Pouting and pitching a fit.” 

“Fuck you.” 

“Are you sitting on my cock?” He demands with a chuckle. “I am, sweetheart.” 

Growling, you curl his hair in your fist and yank it. Enjoying the way that he hisses in pain and his cock jolts inside you. Fucker likes it but he’s scowling so you do it again. 

“Never doing this again.” You hiss, rolling your hips a little fast as the heat and pressure curl in your core and you start to feel that sweet ache building. Chasing the whisper of it every time you slam back down on him. 

“Never.” Frankie agrees, pissing you off even more, letting go of his hair and slapping his cheek far harder than you had meant to when the sharp crack sounds out. 

You freeze for a split second, horrified at what you had actually done. Despite everything you had never slapped him. Not even able to open your mouth to apologize before Frankie is snarling. 

You are on your back in a second, the force of it pushing the air out of your lung, along with a much more quiet yelp than you would normally give when Frankie lunges forward and drives his cock back inside you. 

“Tired of your shit.” He grunts harshly, reaching up and taking hold of your throat. “Tired of you fucking pushing- bitching, lashing out at me.” 

You would comment, you’ve got a lot to say to him, but every swing of his hips pushes the ability to speak out of you. Leaving nothing but tiny gasps all you can muster as he huffs another chuckle. 

“Not-thing to say now?” He taunts, fingers flexing and your thighs start to shake around his hips. The pressure and angle is just what you need and yet you are trying to fight the oncoming wave of pleasure with everything you've got. 

You glare up at him, opening your mouth and all that comes out is a moan. Making Frankie grunt and nod, still driving his hips forward and pounding into you with zero regard for how you are going to walk tomorrow. Seemingly determined to completely rearrange your guts while he bares his gritted teeth and hisses through them, the look on his face feral. 

“F-fuck y-y-you.” You finally manage, huffing it out as your entire body rocks forward and back from the way that he hammers into you. Again those fingers around your throat tighten and your eyes close, back bowing up as you silently cry out. 

It’s explosive, almost nuclear as the force of it rips through you. Making your entire body contort and contract in pleasure and the hot rush of your release shoots out, soaking him and the material of his shorts bunched up at his knees. 

Making him groan, loud and his body lunges forward, lips pressing to yours while he drives so deep into your cunt that you swear he is touching your tonsils. Teeth biting and this his tongue soothing your lip before his tongue sweeps inside your mouth. Pouring his sounds into you while his cock steadily pulses, ropes of cum painting your walls while he rocks his hips slower than before. 

Your eyes close, panting and boneless under him, both of you softening for just a moment as you come down together. You might not be able to stand him - at least not that you can admit -  but the hate fucking is amazing. 

#kinktober #kinktober 2022 #pedro pascal #frankie morales #frankie morales x f!reader #frankie morales x you #frankie morales x reader #frankie morales smut #frankie morales fanfic #frankie morales imagine #frankie catfish morales x reader

[moonshynecybin]

we've all been thinking vr46 academy parent traps rosquez but watch it be pedronzo who reach a breaking point after having to deal with both of them for the past 11 years

this is literally why the aliens road trip is so compelling to me. get bullied idiot. like. trying to imagine a reality where a tender, sensitive and emotionally cathartic conversation about the rosquez sitch happens between marc and/or vale with pedrenzo. and failing! it would be bullying. maybe the only people on earth that could get away with bullying rosquez besides people they are physically related to. an elite club.

like... okay so maybe jorge dani and marc attend an event together. have some drinks after, get a little tipsy. this would be after ALL IN aired and jorge is asking marc about it like. you cleared the air with regards to sepang do you feel better. is it actually over (he KNOWS they were fuckign.) and yeah hesbeing a little sly and marc is miserable. but like. marc is still reaffirming that hes open to reconciling. shoulders up eyebrows together no fake smile here telling dani and jorge that vale wont forgive HIM. its is HIS fault his problem, if he just came to marc, marc would-- and he breaks off and takes a BIG sip of his drink. makes an excuse to flee to the bathroom. and pedrenzo (on marc's side in this particular divorce but also marc marquez competition victims in their own right) are like. okay. NOT our responsibility to fix this whatsoever we both agree. change the subject when marc gets back with tired red eyes and put the topic to bed.

so they try not to think about it for a bit BUTTT they famously have figured their shit out wrt to each other (and have raw delusional confidence that this expertise could translate to rosquez) so they cant quite let it go. maybe they get bored bc their lives are less busy and high risk so they decide to fix rosquez instead of like. some equally dangerous activity like learning to basejump. maybe dani sees a throwback vid of baby marc posted to the motogp instagram beaming at vale on the podium and is like jorge babe. we have to try. and then they trap them into some sort of roadtrip or group ski vacation nightmare scenario until vale and marc revolt

#should be noted that rosquez are not fixed bc of pedrenzo's machinations bc they have. NO idea what theyre doing. but they do fuck #and when they make up some years later pedrenzo is like wow we are so good at this (did nothing) #motogp #callie speaks #asks #rosquez #pedrenzo

[sundial-bee-scribbles]

3 more stupid shitposts i apparently never posted

#my art lol #my ocs #lucian #luna #colin #shitpost #ugh these are all so old lmao but the fuckign joke about lucians moss addiction always gets me #its the stupidest fckin possible non-canon joke but ihakjhskjhkj. imagine. #pov youre a 1700s boy and you die from eating moss. could you imagine. bruh. #yes im still clearing out my computer ignore this #i dont even know why im posting this here if nobody really cares and these are bad but uhhh archival?? thats what ive been doing so far