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diorcities · 9 months

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⠀ ⠀ ── .　₊ ☆͟ .　🔭₊ . . . while making love !

nct dream smut + fluff headcanon wc: 1k

for jisung, emotional connection is important while making love. his forehead presses against yours in missionary, feeling your body buzz at the constant hammering of his pelvis as he shoves his cock with a slow rhythm, keeping one of your legs from closing around his hip while his thigh immobilizes the other. completely and whole for him, ecstatic of the sounds he takes out of your pretty mouth that he dies to taste if that didn't mean you would stop moaning like that. renewing him with more energy to last all night at every exhausted exhalation from you.

your sight is filled with bright flashes as your body arches over jaemin's. a choppy, airy moan comes out of your thick throat, feeling your pulse pump behind your ears and slow your heartbeat to the beat of the spasms pulsing around his cock. a tingling embalming your body fleetingly to the release of your climax as you resume the swing over his erection, looking at him with misty eyes the way he growls and clenches his jaw, suffering a spasm that makes him raise his hips in your encounter, riding him with the deep and accentuated swings of your hips, holding him by his hands when he extends both of them towards you, giving you support so that you continue to take him.

stargazing at renjun's love stare as he glides in and out of you, skin glowing like a galaxy from the pearls that are formed by sweat. you feel his hand guide you by the chin back to his eyes when they drift away, unable to look at him when a blaze of fire sends shivers down your belly. feeling his cock twitching the moment your eyes roll and try to maintain eye contact. you see him have his own internal struggle of not nutting just there because of your eyes filling with tears of bliss when he hits just right the sweet spot of your core.

mark is unable to take his eyes off you, your body, your whole being. breath stuck in his throat as his gaze full of worship sweeps your body shamelessly as you ride him with deep strokes, hips going back and forth on his length, already coated with precum and your thrill. eyes fixed on your body moving on top of his, rolling your hips in circular motions that send him into limbo, enraptured and bewitched by your pretty eyes being devoured by your pupil. his heavy gaze being completely black like two pools filled with gleaming desire, before he rolls them back at the sight of your dazzling figure and your silky moans.

unable to stop the flow of burning words in his throat, chenle looks at you with pleading eyes as he floods you with compliments. how good you feel. how in love he is with you. how wonderful you look taking only his tip in your small and pretty cunt. he delights in knowing that he is making you feel good only with half of his dick in that your stomach vibrates under his palm and your lips let out small and delicious squeals, filling you with praises and sweet words that make your belly tighten and you start soaking his cock with your lubrication and gripped him, prompting him to push the rest of his cock inside you and fucks you senselessly.

a sigh leaves your lips accompanied by your trembling and choppy breathing, peeking into the place where jeno buries himself to the base of his shaft, leaving you with a feeling of suffocation and fullness. the friction of his circumference against your gummy walls causes him to clench his jaw and close his eyes like two crescent moons, completely possessed after making love to you until exhaustion. your eyes can barely see the darkness that blurs their gaze by seeing you so sensitive, with tears that he occasionally rinses from your cheeks and pearly skin in sweat. sensing his breath in your stomach before you feel his tongue wander through your shivering body, grasping his lips at the height of your breasts where he sucks in delight, tearing a mewl from your lips before resuming his pounding; another love bite on your beautiful figure along with his fingerprints that denote his belonging.

a tingling dams your senses, unable to form a coherent thought as your body consumes itself in the urge that fills you while haechan stimulates every nerve in you. every ounce of sanity left your body, and you're counting the moons and stars dotting his sweaty face, eyes barely open and fogged by desire boiling in his pupils. he buries his cock to the base of his girth, feeling every pulsation that your walls suffer around him, making love to you with accentuated and short thrusts due to your legs wrapped loosely around his waist that he has to secure again every so often. sliding in with hard strokes before pulling it halfway and shoving it back in, mouth desperately seeking yours in a long chaste kiss before he lets out a repressed whine that reverberates in his throat as he releases his load.

#nct dream smut #nct smut #haechan smut #mark lee smut #jeno smut #jaemin smut #park jisung smut #chenle smut #renjun smut #nct dream hard hours #donghyuck smut #lee jeno smut #na jaemin smut #zhong chenle smut #huang renjun smut #nct dream reactions #♡dream

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yanderemommabean · 3 months

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Ok so switch gojo tied up by his partner and forced to watch her play with herself and then plays with him. He is so subby the whole time. The moment the rope snaps off, he is ruining her. They are both already overstimulated from when he was tied up but that doesn't stop him🫡

"Don't act like this isn't what you wanted" Gojo bites out, his voice almost venomous as he thrusts deeper into you and forces out more of your stunned breaths and whimpers. "Think I was just going to sit there and let that continue? Watch you play with that pretty pussy and not show you how much I love it? How much I love you?"

Your head is spinning, breaths uneven as he takes and takes and takes, your hand feebly clawing at his forearm as he has you in a near chokehold, making you take every thick inch. The stretch was heavenly, your cunt fluttering as more of your juices gush out with every filthy word the man pants in your ear.

Gojos grip only tightens around your throat, teeth latching onto any skin they could reach as he angles you up and hammers into you, his massive cock hitting every ridge and bump inside of you while you gasp and cry out. "Love you so so much. Can't stand not touching you, not having you kissing me, seeing you being neglected like that, your cute little pussy not having my mouth on it, not being forced to squirt for me, drove me nuts! I can't have that I just can't! Need you, I need you, couldn't live without you" he babbles, delusional and nonsensical as he barely breaks a sweat.

You just melt hearing him confess this, knowing your sweet puppy just had so much love to give and hated not being able to touch you at all. He was sweet, overly so, but sweet all the same.

His arm moves to wrap around your waist, forcing you to your hands and knees as he stakes his claim of you and your body. No one else should ever dream of this! No one can please you like he can, no one can be as loyal and obedient as he is!

No, Gojo is your good boy, the only one you need! He just has to show you, even if that means later on he might need to be muzzled....

-Mommabean (Hi!! Hope this was ok! )

#mommabean #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #Yandere Gojo #yandere jujutsu kaisen #yandere JJK #Yandere lemons #yandere smut #yandere male #yandere x reader

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cinnanmonn · 19 days

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𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝐷𝑟𝑦

Pt. 2 Yan! Farmer x GN Perv Reader

Tw: breeding kink, cunnilingus, more lactating, praise, masturbation

Part 1

The days after the intimacy you shared were uneventful. He completely avoided you and reasoned out so he wouldn't be near you.

Well that truly hurt, when you thought he really enjoyed it....

But he did, he really did. He felt so good he couldn't help but jack himself off at the thought of you touching him like that again.

You've made him lose his cool. It's your fault. Now he lies in his bed every night, thinking about what you'd do to him, what you did to him. Fuck, it felt so good.

He could go nuts any second. He would often give a glance at you every once in a while. While you were eating, lazing around, doing work, sleeping, showering.

He couldn't help but stare. But you didn't notice that, of course he wouldn't let you notice how much of a pervert he is, silly.

But it was your fault anyways. He's not even sure how he could be so infatuated to the point he'd do such peverted things. You just... Made him feel different. Special. Good.

He really tried to ignore his desires, until the chance came where he could feel such a intense feeling again.

Your grandparents decided to go on a little date, since you were there to help take care of the farm. They were so excited, they planned it out so fast and left immediately once they were prepared.

Well, you promised your grandparents you would help, but Isagani's been insisting on doing it all. When they thought you were really productive and fast with work, when really Isagani was just taking extra jobs for you.

For what reason to be honest? You've only known each other for like, two weeks.

Now you were gonna spend a whole week together. Home. Alone. (Ref/j)

He really wanted you to touch him, not even sure why. When did he become such a lustful weirdo? He wasn't sure.

But at some point, he tried to instigate a moment when something like what happened two weeks ago.

He's tired of avoiding it. No turning back now!

He tries to wear more tight clothing, maybe you like his body? He'll leave you lingering touches. On your shoulders, hands, feet, waist, cheeks and a sneaky "accidental" touch of your ass.

You realized it, every single detail.

How cute.

"Isagani. You wanna fuck, don't you? "

You ask, looking at him as his face goes red as a tomato. You finally noticed! Finally!!!

"W-what...?! No!! T-thats weird... "

His feelings didn't cooperate with his words. But you knew he wanted it, just by the hard stick on his pants.

Wow.

Big tits, big ass and even a big dick? What does this man not have. To be really honest, what are you even thinking?

It's so fucking cringe. But still, he's just too cute. Ever just wanna do something weird that cringes you out but you'll do it anyway? Well that's what you're about to do something like that.

You approach him, noticing how he's all sweaty and red. The closer you got the louder his heartbeat hammered.

We're you gonna do it? Please do it.

You start by sitting on his lap, before giving him a passionate kiss. He quickly closes his arms on you, wanting you to stay close more than anything.

You quickly start unbuttoning his shirt exposing his red little buds. You don't think twice to pinch, twist and lick. You want him to lactate again.

And he does. Slowly, white liquid leaks from his buds as he couldn't help but moan from the friction.

"It's uncomfortable here.... " he states, as he starts to squirm. "Alright, let's go to the bedroom. " . This sentence made him even more nervous, who knew all the lewd things your gonna do to him? And how good would it feel...

As soon as you reach the bed, you uncloth him, exposing his big hard shaft, and moist cunt.

(he doesn't have a cunt btw it's js his shithole)

(´ω｀。)

You spread his legs, starting to lick on his bottom. This earned desperate gasps and pants from him. He's already gripping the sheets, when you barely even started.

You insert you mouth inside him, he moans as he pushes his own walls closer to your mouth, you let your saliva coat his walls. Once you pull away you insert a finger in him.

"Feels weird.... Ahh... " he mumbles, as the feeling starts to overwhelm him. You decided to be gentle, or else he might bleed. Assuming it's his first time. (?)

'.. more...!!.. Please.... " he cries out, you decided to insert another finger, you start to thrust faster and faster, he starts to moan and mewl, biting on his own hand to silent himself.

He could feel something coming out.

"Ahh.... Nghh... S-some... " he couldn't even form words, because of the fact that you inserted another one, you continue to thrust faster in him, it's so good.

You cheekiky kept praising him, earning whines as he squirms at how you treat him in bed.

"Good... Your taking so well.... " you continue to say, whispering sweet nothings into his ear. Making him thrust his hips unto the air.

He could feel so many liquids inside of him. Did you come inside him or is it just his own? Ahh, what he'd do to bare your child.

Despite it being impossible, he'd love the idea of you penetrating and filling him up with kids, no matter your gender.

He couldn't even think anything when he came.

I love you.

#Cinnanmonn #sub!yandere #sub yandere #yandere x reader #sub male character #sub character #yandere x darling #male sub

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darkbluekies · 1 year

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What if reader did somehow manage to escape Silas for at least more then a year?

White bunny

Mafia!yandere OC x reader

Summary: a year has passed since you escaped Silas. When he finally finds you, you're a shell of what you once were and he desperately tries piecing you back together.

Warnings: angst, kidnapping, panic attacks, a bit of age regressing? (I don't know), broken reader, knife

Word count: 1.6k

He’s found you. He’s finally found you. For a year you’ve managed to keep yourself out of his reach … but not anymore. You’re going to come back home now. He can’t stand to be away from you even a second more.

“Pick the lock”, Silas tells one of his men. “Quietly. If we wake up the other residents in this building they’ll call the cops.”

The man in front of him nods and sinks down on his knees by the front door with his hands full of supplies. Silas watches as he picks the lock with a satisfying feeling in his body. He’ll be able to hold you soon. A year has been too much for him. He usually can’t stay away from you for three hours … let alone a year. The second he sees you, he’ll capture you in his strong arms and never let you go again. His heart hammers in his chest at the thought that there’s only a locked door in between you. Soon.

“It’s open”, the man says.

Silas smiles and opens the door. The apartment is dimly lit, an indication that you must be asleep. His heart swells. Oh, how pretty you must be.

Sadly, one of his men knocks over a vase with his machete. Silas can hear it crash against the floor, but has no time to stop it. Mortified, he looks around, expecting you to stand in any of the door frames. He’s quiet as a dead mouse, listening. He can hear moving in the room to his left and grabs the handle. Locked? He tries again, harsher this time.

“I know it’s you”, he can hear your voice whisper from the other side of the door. “Leave, Silas.”

“L-Leave?” he repeats. “Are you nuts? I’ve been looking for you for a whole fucking year, baby! I’m not going anywhere. And if I am, you’re coming with me. Don’t make me break down this door.”

He feels like a feral animal. Every inch of his body needs to feel you and he’ll go crazy soon if he doesn’t get to have you.

“I’m not going anywhere”, you spit.

Silas turns to his men and gestures for them to pick the lock. Only a few minutes later, Silas opens the door. You’re crouched down in the darkest corner of the bedroom with a knife held out in front of you. Silas breaks out into a relieved smile. It’s really you. His dear, little Y/N.

“Why don’t you put down the knife before you hurt yourself and come over here and give me a big hug, hm?” he asks and opens his arms.

“I’d rather plunge the knife through my heart”, you growl back.

Taken aback is an understatement. Silas frowns in shock.

“Why?” he wonders.

“I don’t want your filthy hands on me!”

“Well, that’s not up to you to choose-”

“No, I’m serious, don’t touch me!”

He freezes at your tone. You sound absolutely horrified at the thought of him touching you? Everything about your body language is in defense. You seem ready to attack him if he moves just the slightest bit closer. You’ve never been like this before. WHat has happened to you?

“Y/N, put down the knife”, he says again, calmer this time, testing the waters. “I’m just going to talk to you. Okay?”

You shake your head quickly, lifting the knife with shaking hands.

“Take it”, he orders one of his men.

The designated man moves closer and you swing the knife wherever you can reach, cutting him here and there, but he is like a machine — not moving an inch. He grabs the knife out of your hands and backs away. You’re defenseless now, just like Silas wants you to be. He walks over to you and sinks down in a squat to take in the sight of you. Your entire body is shaking violently, wide eyes following his slightest motions. Silas reaches out his hand to stroke your head and calm you down, but you scream in terror and cover your face with your arms.

“Baby, I wasn’t going to hurt you”, he says, growing worried. “What’s wrong, little thing?”

he can hear you whisper something and leans closer to hear. A mantra of ‘don’t touch me, don’t touch me’ leaves your trembling lips. He can feel his heart sink to his stomach. Did he do this to you? He can’t have … can he?

“Give me the rope”, he says over his shoulder. “If I can’t touch them, I have to make a leash or something.”

Your cries escalate. Silas turns to look at you with even more despair.

“P-Please”, you beg incoherently. “A-Anything but that. Please!”

Silas gulps. This is his doing, a hundred percent. The touching can be coincidental, but he’s the only one who’s kept you tied. Things start to click together. Oh, what an idiot he is.

“Little thing, look at me”, he says. “I’m not going to touch you and I’m not going to tie you, but I’m not leaving this apartment without you. You got that?”

You nod quickly. He wants nothing more than to wipe your tears and hold you tightly in his arms, but he won’t be able to hear more of your cries. He starts to think of a way to get you out of here without frightening you even more, but his worries are quickly resolved. The lack of air you got when hyperventilating has made you black out.

“I’ll take them”, Silas says and lifts you up in his arms. “Don’t worry, little thing, when we get home, you’ll go back to normal.”

Oh, how wrong Silas was. You’re quiet and reserved and refuse to be touched. All you do is sit in bed while hugging your legs to your body and keep your eyes down on the mattress. He has to come up with a solution to make you relax. You haven’t slept or eaten in days now. He leaves to go to the store in hope to find something to get you loosened up. While looking through aisles of scented candles and body lotion, he sees the children’s department. With one last resort, he walks over to the stuffed animals.

“Are you sure Y/N would like a stuffed animal?” his second in command asks hesitantly.

“What other fucking choice do I have?” he groans. “If they refuse to hug me, I guess I have to find a substitute. I can’t fucking listen to their crying anymore. They barely want to be in the same bed as me. This has to stop before I go insane.”

“Which one should you pick?”

“I think the white bunny will be the best alternative.”

He picks out the fluffy animal and heads straight for the cashier. The woman seems to recognize him, but doesn’t say anything. Silas is grateful for it. He’s in no headspace to be dealing with people today. All he wants is to see his little angel happy.

When he comes home, he notices that his bedroom door is open.

“Shit!” he gasps and looks around, seeing his second in command. “Get the car, they escaped again!”

He’s just about to pass the guest room when he notices that the door is ajar. Carefully, he peaks in, finding you lying on the bed in a fetal position. Silas sticks out his head in the corridor and alerts the second in command that you’re found before sneaking into the guest room.

“Hey, baby”, he whispers gently. “I got you something.”

You don’t move.

“Here”, he says, placing the white bunny on the bedside table.

Silas holds his breath, waiting for your reaction. He silently begs for you to like it. Carefully, you sit up and pet the soft toy. Silas notices how your eyes aren’t … dull anymore. You seem to recognize the toy somehow.

“D-Do you like it?” Silas asks nervously.

“Bunny …”, you whisper.

“Yes! Yes, it’s a bunny. I got it for you. Do you like it?”

You nod slowly and take it in your hands. For a few seconds you feel around before hugging it close to your chest. Silas breathes out in relief.

“Why are you here?” he asks. “I thought you ran away again …”

“I didn’t want to be in there”, you mumble. “Want to be away from you.”

“But … you’re mine. We’re meant to be together. I haven’t touched or tied you a single time since we came home. Why can’t you at least acknowledge my presence?”

“Scary …”

“I’m not meaning to- … wait, why do you talk like that?”

You look at him questionably.

“You talk … almost baby like”, he says slowly. “What’s going on?”

You hug the bunny closer.

“Oh … I get it”, he says, nodding. “Would you like to watch ‘Scooby Doo’ with me? In the living room? We can get you some vanilla ice cream and those cookies you mentioned that you liked when you were a kid.”

You nod. Silas breaks out into a smile and nods along.

“Alright”, he says. “Let’s go downstairs.”

You voluntarily follow him down to the living room, hugging the toy closely. He can’t seem to figure out why you suddenly started to act younger than you actually are, but he's not going to question it. You’re not crying, you’re not telling him to go away. That’s good enough. He creates a fort of pillows and blankets on the floor for the two of you to sit on, almost making a pillow fort. If you need childhood stuff, he’ll give them to you.

Silas gives you glances throughout the movie. He knows he has gotten a second chance. You’re broken and it’s all because of him. He breathes in. This time, he’ll be careful. He’ll never hurt you again.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere drabbles #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere fics #yandere stories #yandere mafia #yandere oc x you #silas oc #yandere oc x reader #yandere oneshot #yandere male

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lunar-wandering · 5 months

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things about the Boboiboy series that drive me NUTS (this list is written solely from memory)

the fact that the first three elements, Wind, Earth, and Lightning, didn't really start out as having different personality's from Boboiboy himself (at least, not by much/it wasn't extremely noticable) but then, Lightning, after being split for too long, losing his memories completely, and achieving tier 2, becoming Thunderstorm, suddenly goes all Edgy(TM). and then Wind eats a mood-changing potion and goes manic, and not only does that unlock his tier 2, making him Cyclone but that becomes his personality. like. hello??? the implications.... and then later on, Fire, Water, Leaf, and Light manifest WITH their personalities pre-set. what??? the vague implication that the elements are sentient and the personalities started becoming more obvious when Boboiboy's mind started slipping/letting them have freer reign haunts me every day.

speaking of Fire's manifestation. he initially manifested from the stress of exams and walked around accidentally burning shit down in the middle of the night. what a mood tbh.

if the elements are sentient, the implications of Retak'ka stealing them from Boboiboy and using them- without having his personality change, is INSANE. like bro. he used them as a weapon instead of letting them be actual people..... and then later on in the comics Thunderstorm gets taken away AGAIN and is trapped in a sword, a literal weapon, and is used. again. HELLO????

both of the first times Thunderstorm gets summoned (both the obvious first time and the first time after they all got reset to tier 1 due to Complications) involving his phobia kills me every time why the FUCK did they do that. they didn't even address it the second time around but they animated Lightning looking like he was in distress anyways. WHY DID THEY DO THAT TO HIM. i know he's the fave but like. was this necessary.

BOBOIBOY JUST DECIDING "Y'KNOW WHAT??? I'M GONNA INVENT FUSIONS NOW HERE WE GO" IN THE SECOND MOVIE AND PROCEEDING TO ABSOLUTELY WIPE THE FLOOR WITH RETAK'KA

i could list so much Thunderstorm stuff tbh he's definitely the fave they give him so many cool bits of animation. he does the "teleports behind you" move SO OFTEN and it's SO GOOD

Leaf's deadpan "Fashion Tragedy" line

that one time Boboiboy split into Fire, Wind, and Leaf, and EVERYONE agreed he shouldn't have done that and should never do it again cause those three have negative braincells when in a group together

the songs??? like. the opening songs. the insert songs used in the movies. the OST. why the hell are they so good. i mean i know i personally like em cause they tend to use rock. but like. its SO GOOD.

Yaya and Ying being arguably the two most powerful/capable members of the friend group as they should

that one time Thunderstorm and Fang fought and they paused right before hitting each other and the objects behind both of them exploded from the force of the other's attack

in the first movie when it hinted that we'd see Boboiboy without his hat for the first time ever throughout the entire movie and then it FINALLY HAPPENED when he caught a giant hammer right before it could hit him and punched the dude away with a blast of energy. he has a white streak in his hair and it's visible in the series from this point onwards.

I KNOW IVE SAID A LOT OF THUNDERSTORM SCENES BUT THAT POINT IN GALAXY WHERE HE WAS USING TIER 2 BEFORE HE SHOULD'VE BEEN USING IT AND HE KEPT SWAPPING IN BETWEEN BOBOIBOY AND THUNDERSTORM THROUGHOUT THE FIGHT??? THAT WAS COOL AS FUCK I LOVED THAT

i could list so many of the really cool shots from this series tbh. that one time Light slow-mo backflipped over a bunch of debris and then activated laser eyes to shoot at the villain is a highlight.

literally everything about the fact the plot of this show went from "aliens come to earth to steal chocolate" to "boboiboy nearly fucking dies on an almost daily basis"

#Boboiboy

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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 1 year

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Unsolicited 10

Warnings: bad self-thought/talk, bullying, insults, low self-esteem, money problems, oral/noncon, coercion, cum, some untagged sexual and dark elements.

Wouldn’t mind some feedback! Lloyd was driving me nuts so I had to do it. Thank you in advance 💜

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"Get your tits out, doll face," Lloyd's words never fail to sicken you.

He pulls back the buckle of his belt as you watch in dread. He can't be that insatiable, but maybe he is that desperate. You shift in the heels as he spreads his fly and reaches into his briefs.

"I gotta tell you again?" He challenges, jaw ticking as he grips himself and pulls his tip above the elastic, "we just got started, babe, don't tell me you're chickening out already–"

You blanch. Babe. That's what Colin always called you. You shudder and step forward. Forget him. Hell, this could be revenge. He wants to fuck around, you can too. Even with… him.

You slip the straps down your shoulders and let the top of the dress droop and pull it down under your tits. Lloyd hums and lets his dick bob above his briefs as he nears and cups your tits, bouncing them and pushing them together. You clench your teeth, reminded of how they hang low as he lifts them higher.

"Fucking spectacular," he praises as he flicks your nipples with his thumbs, "I'm gonna fuck em."

You flutter your lashes at his lewd declaration. He has a way of being grossly blunt that always sets you off-kilter. He winks and gives one last jiggle before he backs away, "come on, baby."

He spins on his heel and strolls across the kitchen, passing lithely into the next room. You follow, hiding your chest under crossed arms, speechless, helpless.

He enters the dining room and drags a chair away from the table. He points you to the seat and you obey the silent command. As you approach, he taps your ass.

You sit and he strokes himself as his other hand tests on the corner of the chair. He steps in front of you and his eyes roves down your body, "push 'em together, sugar tits."

You look away once more, do as he says. You uncross your arms and bring your hands up under your chest. You lift the weight of your tits and squeeze them together. He exhales as he leans over you, sliding his dick up your cleavage. His tip nearly pokes your chin.

"Go on, give him a kiss," Lloyd taunts as he rocks, "he likes a little foreplay."

Your throat tightens, you can still taste his earlier intrusion. You bow your head and press a kiss to his tip as it pops up. He growls as he keeps a steady rhythm, fucking between your tits as he grips the back of the chair.

He trails his hand away from his base and up your chest, over your shoulder. He grabs the back of your head and holds it forward, prodding at your mouth with his dick each time he thrusts.

"Open," he orders.

You part your lip and let him in. As he fucks your tits, he dips in and out, each time you swirl your tongue around, press your mouth around him firmly, and his moans grow louder, rockier as they grind in his throat. His fingers curl into your hair as you feel him quaking.

"When I cum, I want you to swallow," he snarls.

You murmur around him. You can't say anything and surely can't refuse. The revulsion swells in your stomach at the thought of it, another tier in your descent.

He puffs between sandy purrs as he tilts up hard, balls slapping against the bottom of your tits as he forces you further against the chair, nearly standing over your lap as he keeps you hunched forward.

He pushes your arm down and pulls your forward, shoving deep to your throat until you gag. You grab the front of his slack pants and breathe through your nose. He hammers against the resistance as your muscles strain and his voice drone between your slick gurgles.

"That's it, baby, take it all," he slams down your throat and pulls out slowly, long quivering strokes as he tenses and squeezes your head between his hands.

A salty flow spills into your mouth and floods your throat, drowning you and forcing you to swallow. He fucks his cum across your tongue as you gulp, eyes rolling back as the spit dribbles out and smears around your lips. He pulls you off him as you gasp and cough.

"Keep it down, sweetheart," he warns as he lets you go, framing his hips as he looks down at his shining dick, "Jesus fucking Christ, I didn't not expect you to be so fucking… good." He clucks, "you haven't even cried yet, I'm impressed."

"Shut the fuck up," you touch your mouth as your throat stings and the saltiness makes you want to hurl.

"That's 'shut the fuck up, daddy,'" he corrects as he takes his dick between thumb and index and wiggles it, "whew, I feel fucking good…" his eyes flick up in your direction, "clean me up, baby."

You clear your throat and drop your hand from your neck. You stand and fix the top of your dress, your hand snaking back as your hips strain and you rub the muscle briefly.

As you walk away to grab a cloth from the kitchen, you hear him tut. When you return, he's touching the seat of the chair, a damp spot on the embroidered seat.

"Well, looks like I'm not the only one having a good fucking time," he straightens and faces you.

You go to him and wipe dry his dick, roughly so he flinches. His discomfort rolls in his throat, "gentle," he warns.

As you pull the cloth away, he remains as he is. You squint at him and hold back a huff. You tuck the cloth under the apron strap at your waist and pull his briefs up, zip his fly, and buckle his belt. You neaten the hem of his shirt and step back, taking the cloth again to wipe your mouth.

"Can't say you're not a quick learner."

You keep your lip from curling and ball the cloth in your hand. He smirks and rubs his chest with another satisfied sigh.

"Don't forget the chair. I don't want that staining."

You repress a snarl and flatten your tone, "yes, daddy."

#lloyd hansen x reader #dark lloyd hansen #lloyd hansen #dark!lloyd hansen #the grey man #the gray man #drabble #dark drabble #dark!drabble #au

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slashingdisneypasta · 1 year

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Non / Disney Villains x Reader || Headcanons

Topic: SMUT!!

Warnings: Its definitely not 'disney'... There are dark and taboo themes (Though some are much darker then others), mask kink, roleplay where you don't know eachother, rough/feral sex, innocence/corruption roleplay, gloves, seduction, dub-con, cumming-in-pants, accidental condom breaking, breeding kink, asshole-ary, blow jobs, sexual favours/deals, age difference, feelings?, oral sex in general, degradation, masturbation, cunt warming, foot grinding, hate sex and shame, destruction of property, period sex, praise, unintentional temperature play, getting burned (guess who, haha), public sex, feelings again?, ego-inflation, orgasm denial, domination, first lesbian experience, boss/employee, prostitution, thigh-riding, stealing you from someone else, and over-stimulation. Something for almost everyone, hopefully!

Includes: I wanted to include them all but I ran outta steam 😅 Bill Sykes, Robert Callaghan (Yokai), Professor Ratigan, Alameda Slim, Captain Hook, Chick Hicks, Rothbart, Dr Facilier, Clayton, Cruella De Vil, the Evil Queen, Gaston, Greasy Weasel, Hades, Hans, the Horned King, Jafar, Judge Claude Frollo, Lady Tremaine, Long John Silver, Commander Lyle Rourke, Maleficent, and Mother Gothel+The Stabbington Brothers.

Its possibility that one day I will make a part 2 with the rest of the DV's (And some Non-DV's). But i am OUT OF HORNY right now. Haha 😅

Sykes can satisfy you perfectly fine with one finger, but 2 really puts you over the edge (JUST LOOK AT THEM??) and he just loves watching you writhe and struggle between not being able to fit all of it but wanting him to continue, desperately wanting to stretch. Usually this is happening either in the back of his car, you laid out along the back seats with your legs in his lap, lifting your hips into his torture, or in his office with you sit pretty on his desk with your legs spread open for his attentions.

Mask kink with Callaghan? Yes. You pretend you don't know him when he strides towards you, having entered your apartment through the balcony. But its not long before you're pressed between his emotionless façade/his body in a sexy long coat, and the the wall with his hips hammering repeatedly, insistently into you. Points if you're exposed and vulnerable but he's fully clothed, fully masked up, fully in control. You cant tell how he's feeling because of the mask, but you can tell he wants to use you and you're more than happy to let him- as long as he likes. Then he guides you to bed and leaves without a damn word

Letting Ratigan take his frustration out on you, just letting him go feral on your cunt/cock. He has you with your legs over his shoulders and his mouth all over you, with your legs wrapped around his waist as he pounds away, with your legs spread over his chest as he breeds you thoroughly, on your knees with your mouth stuffed with him- whatever position he can get you in. If you're not a drooling, limp mess by the time he's done then he was holding back.

Slim likes roleplay. Call him Yancy O' Dell, give him those big eyes and let him 'corrupt you'. Let him sweet talk you and promise you you're gonna be a star so long as you stick with him, and lead you away to a dark corner where he can dip his gloved fingers into you. Tell him you've never done this before. Get down on your knees.

Being a 20 year old that Peter mistook for a a child (It was the light) and brought over the Neverland, and catching sight of Hook. You want him immediately and intend to seduce him. He's got a serious case of one-track-mind though and he's been away from other adults so long that he's totally forgotten what lust looks like- so getting him to see you want him to dick you down is harder then you thought. You have to be shameless, you have to be blunt. You have to trail your fingertips up his thigh and practically rub him off before he finally realises what's happening- by which time he's ready to bust a nut in his pants. Lucky for you though, he's got super endurance, so just tell him that you're more than happy to lick him clean, and he's raring to go all over again.

Chick breaks the condom with his excitement about ramming into you but doesn't stop until he's spilling hot, sticky seed inside you. 'A thank you', he calls it. 'For a good time', he says. 'Now you'll have my baby and get famous- you're welcome!'. He's such a dick about it (Whether you're going to take the morning after pill or not), you cant help catching his stupid mouth with yours and fucking him all over again.

Making a deal with Rothbart that if you suck him off, he'll take care of your debts. You end up liking it though?? And getting super turned on??? Was he always this hot or are you just in a slutty mood now? Once he's spent you slowly press kisses on different parts of his body, leading up to his mouth, where you glance slowly into his eyes, looking for his reaction, and when you find arousal?? You kiss him on the lips. He leads you to the ground and you start by grinding against each other, but its not long before you're fucking like desperate, horny teenagers.

Making a deal with Dr Facilier. He takes your soul once you die, and he makes you famous. The two of you slowly grow feelings, but he's too much of a gentleman to make a move on you- you're young, you're beautiful, and you're naked in his squalid apartment. What!? You make your move, and its a success, he shows you pleasures you never experienced before that night, using his tongue as if it were his cock; No one's ever done that to you before, tasted you, but he does it with pleasure and then thanks you.

You go out scouting the area alone with Clayton, disappearing into the jungle, and you decide this is the perfect time to show him that you're not the innocent, shy creature he thinks you are. When you're leaving hot, open mouthed kisses over his clothed cock he certainly realises his mistake, and when his thick hand is lost in your hair as your tongue slithers all over his painfully hard length he calls you a whore. How do you respond? You slide your hand down your pants and start taking care of yourself, too.

Cruella's into degradation. Calls you are a crack-whore, a slut, her bitch (As in dog) with her talons buried knuckle deep inside you/wrapped around your twitching dick. She'll smirk and tell you that you look like a disgusting mess over there, ask you what on earth made you such a desperate sycophant, how you allow your boss to defile you? use you like a mindless sex doll this way?, etc.

The Evil Queen likes to have you under her desk warming her cunt with your mouth while she does miscellaneous paperwork- for hours. Your jaw is going to ache at the end and your own area is going to be aching for attention she may not be bothered to even give back by the end. Good news though? She likes it if you touch yourself. Do struggle to get yourself off, do desperately roll your own meat/push multiple fingers into yourself and moan into her pussy, do grind yourself against her foot. It'll make her smirk and slick some more under your tongue.

Hate sex with Gaston??? YEAH! He's an asshole and you're decidedly 'not belle' and therefore 'not good enough', but he's undeniably hot and you drive him mad not being into him like everyone else in the village and that, inevitably, leads you to be slammed onto a kitchen table. His equipment is ridiculous, its just as monstrous as you might imagine, and he's as strong as an ox with the endurance of an Olympic athlete. You pull his hair and make him growl, and he stretches your thighs painfully far apart so they bruise with his finger marks and the two of you together break that table. Its not the only time it happens and its not even the only table and it is greatly shameful.

Greasy is all over you on a regular day, right? But when you're on your period?? When he can smell the blood and he knows you're weak?? That's when he really goes mad. He knows getting taken care of helps you to not be in pain, too, which just means to him that you're all-the-more likely to let him do whatever he deems fit. He'll fuck you slow and deep, pressing warm kisses everywhere he can reach, and have his fingers at work at the same time, bringing you to a fricken life-changing orgasm. Then he'll do it again. And again. Until you're both exhausted enough to just drop right off to sleep.

Contrarily to Cruella, Hades likes praise. Giving, and receiving. He'll call you his pretty pet, his little princess/prince, fucking perfect, whatever he feels. And in return he likes you to say - whine, scream, moan, cry, - how much better he is than his brother. How Zeus couldn't ever fucking compare, how crazy you are about him, how much you want him. And he'll really respond to that kinda thing, too, fire flickering a hot orange, body getting boiling hot and singing the sheets, getting over-excited to the max. You're gonna end up a sweaty mess, probably with burns on your body, after sleeping with Hades.

Hans likes to make it risky. Public sex is what I'm saying, yeah. He's fucked you missionary under the dinner table with his family literally eating and talking just above him, on the wall just around the corner from the main event at a ball, he's touched you with his hand til you came in your undergarments in a crowded room, and he's even done you in your own bed while a maid was in there cleaning and had to avert their eyes, etc. Yes he just gets worse every time. And when someone actually sees, like that maid or someone heading past you to the bathroom he'll let out the lewdest, most guttural groan yet and cum instantly. Then he's all affectionate with you, asking if you're good and smirking because its almost worse- having someone see the soft stuff afterwards.

Pledge your loyalty to the Horned King and you'll get him so pleased! He'll want you to be his, be his partner. Be with him forever- to love and care for him, to be his person, to take his frustrations out on when he's mad. When this happens you know because his eyes glow a brighter, deeper red and he cant stop glancing over to you, wanting you. Then when you finally get to be alone he's running his hands all over you, and he's gentle- he just wants to know that you're there, with him. When you finally get to the main event, he'll actually guide your hands up to his horns because he knows you like them.

Imagine Jafar shedding his serious, mature, sophisticated persona when he's finally alone with you. That dirty smirk slides across his face and you know he's got plans. He'll say you've been running amuck in his thoughts all day long, now what are you going to do to make it up to him? Hm? You're in for a long dirty night, starting with having his mouth all over you, pressing kisses everywhere through your clothes before he has his tongue at work drawing an orgasm out of you (If anyone on this list genuinely likes how you taste, its Jafar), and ending with you perched in his lap worshipping him. Call him your majesty, call him powerful, inflate his ego and his cock is sure to follow.

(Also side note for Jafar- a thought i've had. Have we considered Naga!Jafar... you know, with two dicks? Okay I'm going to move on now bye- )

Frollo offers you the same deal he offered Esmerelda- except you, accept. Yes, you'll be his dirty little secret hidden away at home. If he wants to go around pretending to be oh-so-holy, and then come home to you and your plans for him- that's fine. You'd love to make this horrible, uptight old man go nuts. Lose his damn mind for your pussy/cock. You'll suck him masterfully for hours, stopping when you know by how hard and hot his length is that he's about to cum, you'll slide your pussy/dick just over where he needs you until he feels crazy, you'll press maddeningly gentle little kisses all over his neck until he's rutting against you. Just, in general? You're going to make him your damn toy.

Being the maid in the Tremaine household and being the Lady's first experience with a female. You were just tidying up her room one evening, after the girls all went to bed, and she was drinking her evening tea watching you. The two of you strike up conversation, which is odd considering the fact that she is a stone cold bitch and oftentimes doesn't even acknowledge your existence in the home. Anyway long story short- you somehow end up straddling her and making out with the older woman. You know you should stop, you should leave, but she's so domineering and her fingers are sliding up your thigh underneath your skirts and you find yourself reaching down to pull her hand right to your private place because you have no self control?? She's not perfect but she has you grinding into her palm in no time, then cumming on her blankets. The next day she acts like nothing happened at all, before telling you that you'll need to do her room again- tonight.

Out of all those losers at the brothel tonight you're really glad you got picked by the old cyborg. This is not 'Silver's' first visit here so you've heard from others that he's kind- and not inexperienced. You're surprised, though, when he really is kind and experienced! The first thing this man does when you get somewhere private is take care of you, dining on your cunt/cock until you keen into his mouth and clutch the bedsheets like they're your lifeline (And that's not easy to do to you). Then he has you on his lap, straddling a thick thigh and asking you to move for him. He calls you love, doll, lass, beautiful and sweetheart. By the time you're done with eachother he tips heavily, winks, and tells you he'll be back for you.

Rourke's favourite thing about you is your legs, and he loves manhandling them. Kicking them apart from behind, stretching one straight up over his shoulder while the other is set to the side so he has room to piston into your dripping entrance, having them hooked over his hips, holding onto your thighs whenever he can, etc.

(Inspired by 'Boyfriend' by Dove Cameron) Maleficent leading you away from your boyfriend, and literally into the woods, to have her way with you. After all, she can tell you're neglected. He's such an oaf, such a sweaty beast. You need a release, and whats more? You deserve one. She'll take so much better care of you. She'll do things he never does, and she'll do them better then he ever could. She'll take care of you, and she'll enjoy every delicious moment of it. You have a her word, so... come on dear. This way. Just take her hand.

Gothel likes you to be all fucked out, destroyed, by the time she has her turn. Say, by... the Stabbingtons?? Yeah, she'll let them take turns pounding wildly into you, making you Y/N-coloured mush with an about 8 orgasm count already for the night having been taken missionary, from the back and spit-roasted by the behemoth men before she comes and shoos them away. I hope you had your fun, she'll say softly, brushing your hair. But not too much... She adds. Then touches your much-too-over-stimulated body until she can say, thoroughly, that she does what she must to keep her Lovely satisfied.

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azuremliam · 3 months

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My brain is really sleepy rn but pretty full on thoughts about The Boss. Let's see if I can get words™ to work properly. Lot's of rambling under the readmore 👍

I know that they're implied to rule over the "light and dark" over the multiverses but their appearance and their position over all the other cosmic beings gives the vibes of more overseeing "Order and Chaos" + a bit of neutral vibes.

And that color scheme they got going on, specially that gold! (Gold Stars even hah) Makes me wonder if- since they're in charge of everything and feel like they've been around for a long time- if they're potentially originated from a Primordial or something that's been around since the start of nothing?

We don't know that much about Primordials besides that a lot of them have a disdain for living creatures in the universes/just plain tormenting them for their own amusement.

But that's just like??? two of the ones we know about. Other Primordials could've had other agendas or views on the newly formed universes and creatures living in it.

And with the Lich potentially being a transformed one (got lucky I guess, with consuming a comet and getting a new form of ironic life) brings up the thought that what if other Primordials turned into other forms of existence, even "ascended" into Cosmic Beings if they really wanted to? They feel like they range from various amounts of power from Orgalorg being pretty decently managed by Finn and Grob Gob Glob Grog, to Coconteppi having pretty menacing magical powers (even after possessing Peppermint!). But with only two examples its hard to pinpoint the extent Primordials' capabilities are.

Besides being deathless and existing even after their physical forms get ditched.

If The Boss is/was one then they'd probably be a pretty powerful one given the extent of overseeing Cosmic Beings that have various potential over the top powers as well. And how Prismo and Orbo both go "ah shoot" when thinking mentioning them.

Speaking of Prismo and Orbo, that brings me to that whole interaction concerning them and The Boss.

Even before Fionna and Cake, with the ordeal with Farm World. Prismo would've for sure gotten in trouble with them had it not been resolved. And man does he know it.

And then with Orbo's reaction to when Scarab mentions talking to The Boss about Prismo.

With Orbo being a boss, he's probably seen them "drop the hammer" on other cosmic beings- and likely knows that there's no 'getting a light slap on the hand' and going about your day like nothing happened.

Maybe even to the point where the cosmic being in question might be deemed to have their existence- well- cease to exist and a new being chosen to replace them.

So with that in mind, it really feels like he's trying to stall for Prismo. He doesn't want his buddy to turning into cosmic dust or something like that. And who knows, maybe he was also hoping that the situation would resolve itself like it did with Farmworld Enchiridion situation?

But anyways. Hell, Orbo immediately bumps him into a different area the moment he brings up calling their boss. Really feels like he doesn't want Scarab to bring him to The Boss's attention because there's no escaping that once you're on that "in serious trouble" radar.

And when Scarab doesn't let up on his mission- Orbo's probably thinking "WELL DAMN DUDE, you got no chill. Gonna have to deal with this myself so Prismo can have a chance to fix things and the boss doesn't notice yet."

Before getting interrupted by The Boss who most definitely caught wind of things, and wanted to get to solving the issue already. All those glitches in the multiverses Fionna and Cake popped in are probably not discreet. That "Aw nuts, it's the boss!" really makes it feel that once The Boss knows something's up- no getting outta it.

Also, yes, it's pretty much Orbo playing favorites, definitely. No denying that.

But feels like he's not out to get Scarab personally- just more like "SHHHHH- SHHH SHUT UP DUDE YOU'RE GONNA GET PRISMO IN TROUBLE" and Scarab is "OF COURSE- I WANT HIM TO GET IN TROUBLE"

And those calls for other god auditing jobs might've also been Orbo trying to have a reason to summon him up to that Cosmic waiting room, who knows? Point is, once you're in trouble with The Boss. You're IN trouble.

The Boss feels like the kind of being that goes "Let's see how this plays out" to "You messed up, now you got to own up to it- no excuses" and "Things are in order now, no need to hassle these people/this world". Given how they tell Scarab to stop when Fionna's universe gets legit BUT also transporting Scarab easily to where Simon is so he could properly do his job when it wasn't.

And if Scarab has succeeded, and Golbetty not interfered and authorized Fionna's universe, then Prismo most likely would've faced serious consequences for his unauthorized universe.

But since things worked out, because of Golbetty giving the seal of approval on the universe, they pretty much just went, "Okay then, no need to deal with this. It's authorized. Drop it and go back to doing your other missions."

Besides the point, but I'd be endlessly amused if they show this dramatic reveal of The Boss in season two and they're just -

on a pedestal or something. Hahah they're PrimorDial

#adventure time #fionna and cake #The Boss #cosmic beings #primordial monsters #Orbo #Prismo #Scarab #Just me over here thinking about potential lore lol #the scarab #primordial monster

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egittae · 11 days

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[ 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 ] ; pals in another life... unless?

morion grins, clacking his glass against lambert's for the who-knows-how-many-th time that night. drinking with a buddy is one of the best ways he knows how to pass the time; nothing quite like getting smashed with a friend!

he's not quite sure how many beers in he is---he lost track after the whatever-th time he got his glass refilled. as his hand reaches towards the bowl at the center of the table (for he desires another handful of salty snacks!), he grins sloppily but with endless charm. "ya know, s' not often i get to do this," he remarks through a mouthful of cashews. "go drinkin' with people. much as i wish i could. so m' glad we could do it tonight!"

after inhaling almost all of the cashews on the table, morion realizes how terribly rude he's being. he obviously needs to give nuts to his pal, too! "whoops. sorry, didn't realize how much of these things i put away," he mutters, trying and failing more times than should be necessary to pick up the single cashew left in the bowl. "here. you c'n have it." he attempts to feed it to lambert, misses, and watches as it falls into his beard instead.

to be a good friend one must always be ready to rectify their mistakes. "damn! how bad am i, huh?!" morion laughs at his own incompetence. if diamant saw him like this, he'd drag morion out by his ear for getting so hammered. "seriously, i'm not usually this shit at holdin' a cashew, for dragonssake... here, let me get it."

as any normal person would do, morion leans in to take the cashew... with his mouth. he doesn't trust his hands not to slap lambert at this point. at least the worst he can do this way is, like, bite him or something.

morion gets so close he can smell the night on lambert---alcohol, the outside air, and his natural scent mix together into something almost more intoxicating than the beer he's been throwing back. this smell is so interesting to him that he pauses mid-movement just to experience it a little more. is this normal? hell no. does he care? motherfucker, he's trying to take a cashew out of his friend(?)'s beard with his mouth. of course he doesn't care.

...but lambert probably does. it wasn't like he'd been invited to give his buddy a weirdly homoromantic sniff or two; morion's been sitting there with his mouth dangerously close to lambert's lips for longer than any reasonable amount of time. he won't go there. not when all they've been is friends.

"s'rry," comes morion's muffled, almost defeated-sounding grunt as he pulls himself back. "you, uh. you can get that. wouldn't be right of me t'eat that when i was just tryin' to give it to ya."

[ tw: mention of alcohol/being drunk ]

Cheeks red from the alcohol, his body relaxed and his mind unable to really focus on anything for too long but at the same time not too scattered to the point he couldn’t think straight. He was just buzzed, having a good time. Lambert could tell that he had been thankfully blessed with a fairly good tolerance to alcohol, as all he felt was at best a comfortable fun buzz.

That guy however, was on another level. They hadn’t even gotten that many drinks yet and the guy was already slurring his speech all over, barely able to even grab a cashew. Or perhaps it was Lambert who was able to down volumes of alcohol without it affecting him too much...either way. The blond simply watched, smiling as he tried to hold back a laugh as Morion continued his struggles with the small salted nut only for it to swiftly land on Lambert’s own beard.

He couldn’t not laugh at that, the sound hearty and warm. “I think that perhaps you have had too many drinks, my fellow.” It wasn’t meant to be a dig at Morion’s state, but at the same time…it was funny. “Worry not, you may have it. If anything I would say you need it more than I do, that is certain.” Alcohol tolerance aside, he did eat something nice before they started to drink- so he was set for the night.

Morion was an insistent man, however. Lambert was curious to see what he’d come up with for this little cashew. He could pick it off Lambert’s beard and just hand it to him directly, yes.

Or he could try to grab it with his mouth. That was A Decision.

What is up with this guy? It was just too funny. Well, maybe if Lambert were completely sober he’d find it shocking, but right now all he did was chuckle as he watched Morion come closer and closer…and then he stopped. Did he get shy?

The blond rolled his eyes. “You know, you can just ask for it.” He waited for an extra bit, then just leaned forward to press a light kiss to the corner of Morion’s lips. “Instead of using a cashew as an excuse. A valid attempt, however.” Lambert then plucked the cashew from his own beard, and fed it to Morion- his attempt much better coordinated.

Was Morion married anyway? If he was then...ah, the wife wouldn't mind a smooch between bros, would she? Nah.

#[support] morion #[ this was insane to write ]#[ OLD MAN YAOI ]

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Random rewatch thoughts High & Low the worst episode 0

Episode 1

-we get it your in love now stop dramatically fighting in the rain and kiss!

-I love how they all fear they´ll loose Murayama but let´s be honest he´s more interested in riding Cobra than motorcycles.

-Jamuo reminds me of the road runner in that scenario just getting the fuck outta there and running like the rent is due

-Also Tsukasa my guy,i love you,but what the fuck are you wearing you look like the teddy bear mascot of a bowling alley.

-“You´re going to be eaten alive by them.“Yeah he said that with so much confidence he got flowers for the funeral already.I love how Tsukasa thinks of the Todoroki faction as if they´re some horror movies escaped monsters,let´s be honest that´s Yasushi´s job.

-Whole day stakes is one of the greatest things Oya came up with and i would´ve loved to know how the full timers would´ve reacted finding their little game.

-“I shouldn´t throw that chair...:“Murayama I love you but I have anger issues I would´ve yeeted that damn chair right out.

-poor Fujio and his bike.My man looks miserable and will smash that thing with a hammer at least at some point

-i love how the photos of Yasushi and Kiyoshi are so bad quality cause those grown men probably needed to sneak up on them with the motto we ain´t gonna go near those crazy bitches.

-Also in episode 0 Yasushi´s hair gives a lot more feral gremlin vibes and I love that.

Episode 2

-crazy to see a principle go in that hell hole without a bodyguard or bullet proof west

-love how Yasushi is a lazy prick who doesn´t wanna go upstairs and in the movies they´re chilling on the roof every fucking day.

-Fujio´s just vacationing and can´t shut up to save his life so it´s the usual

-Yasushi´s a drama queen who loves a great entrace as if he´s a supervillain.

-the look in Tsukasas face when he sees Yasushi is hilarious.You can see his hope for a „Oya normal“ kinda quiet time,dying.He rather have a serial killer sitting there then Yasushi.

-The two of them have a fruity past or are related with each other and like rival cousins (that´s real.I got like three of them I would be ready to throw hands with each one on sight.)

-Kiyoshi sometimes walks as if his nuts hurt man.

-Todoroki is the human equivalent of a chill pill

-I love Shibaman and Tsuji acting as bodyguarts even tho it´s not necessary at all.

-Seki is Murayama´s personal cheerleader and that´s so adorable

-Yasushi,Kiyoshi and Tsukasa are from the same area?Yeah the mental ward.

Episode 3

-It´s so crazy to hear Yasushi speak,in a normal voice,not scream

-Nobody can defeat Fujio,he´s wicked fast.Whatever.You mean the guy that´s the equivalent to a golden retriver puppy?

-Yasushi kicked this man so hard down the roof I thought there comes a cartoon explosion noise.Let´s be honest he throws hands like an inmate already might as well catch a charge for attempted murder too.

-The totally normal conversation between the homies:“You´re amazing!“„You know that?“„I know that.“Okay Yasu-Kiyo get married.Right now.Off you go.You´re nearly as bad as Fujio and Tsukasa.

-Also at this point Yasushi´s itching for a jail sentence.Sweetheart what is you doin?!That´s how you end on the 5 o´clock news as the bad guy!

-Tsukasa quitting after 2 minutes of stress without emotional support Fujio.Same

-Todoroki vs. Yasushi the battle of the drama queens extravagant

Episode 4

-Todoroki only gave them the leadership cause he needed a break to finish his book in peace

-Yasu-Kiyo.exe stopped working.Hit over the heads and try again.

-Kiyoshi you total sweethearted dumbass.No.Just no.That happens when your brain let´s your dick take over you sexually frustraded pastry head. -Poor Fujio.Someone wrap this man in a fluffy blanket and get the emergency Tsukasa.

-Where the fuck´s Yasushi when you need him anyways?!Like dude your future husband is getting stabbed.

-Crazy Bastards?Nah.Horny Bastards.Totally.

-It´s fun.Oya High is fun!Someone took a shit in this mans brain and forgot to flush! -And those poor other two.Just looking at each other like yeah we gotta tell Yasushi that man snapped like glowstick. -Why would you be popular with woman?Yasushi you´re jealousy is showing.Go meet up with Kizzy she can show you how to properly hiss at people for touching your man.

-flirting then hitting his stab wound?Damn.Not exactly what Kiyoshi hoped would happen.

-I love how Yasushi just doesn´t give a single flying fuck on a rolling donut that they all laugh at them.

-I love the Yasu-Kiyo faction but I swear someone dropped Yasushi as a kid and instead of babyfood there where energy drinks

Episode 5

-Murayama and Todorokis love hate relationship is kinda iconic

-I would say Cobra´s trademark isn´t that red scarf,it´s that this man is hella fine but go on my sweaty friends.

-Jamuo my little squirrel on acid,what in the ever loving shit are you doing?!It´s like wearing a steak around your neck and throwing yourself to the wolves den!

-That was a pimp/bitch slap right there!Proud of you my tiny guy!It was a mistake tho.

-Jamuo isn´t just Tsukasas fan he´s turning into a whole ventilator

-The lead pipe karma train!Started right here!Jamuo got attacked by Yasushi.Who then got attacked by Kidra.Then Shidaken made his head bleed again and got attacked by Saboten.All with pipes.

-Sleepy Lion!This is the cutest nickname ever cause I would´ve came up with Sleeping Pill Sloth.

-look at matured Murayama it´s adorable.Cobra would be so proud.

-i love how Nakagoshi is ready to fight his own guys when they cross the line that brutally

-We love a protective Tsukasa in this house.

-If Yasushi would´ve hit Jamuo with that pipe Tsukasa would´ve killed him

-Jamuo you need a hug and be wrapped in a blanket and you need a drink.A strong one.

-There we are again with the two love birds in the rain.

Episode 6

-Not gonna lie the Chun-Chun faction looks a lot like my stoner friends from High School.

-Tsukasa.Sugar.Sweetheart.My dude.You´re so in love with Fujio it physically hurts.

-How can you still look good after a fist fight in the rain and mud?!That´s plot armor on it´s finest.

-I love Nakaoka´s hair

-Nakagoshi is so happy to see him i love that!

-Is Yasushi seriously licking blood of his hand?That´s nasty.

-Housen!Yeay!

#high and low #high and low the worst #oya high #high and low cobra #hanaoka fujio #tsukasa takajo #todoroki yosuke #yasukiyo #nishikawa yasushi #kiyoshi #shibaman #tsuji #murayama yoshiki #nakagoshi #nakaoka #jamuo

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itsclydebitches · 1 year

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The RWBY Justice League trailer is out. AU crossover fanfiction with a budget.

I just watched it and honestly? The plot seems fine. Painfully generic, but given that I support painfully generic things whose primary draw is the niche characters/references of a particular fandom (or in this case two), it's whatever. I like AU crossover fic, so I fully understand why, for current RWBY fans, getting that on a movie budget is a dream come true. Plus a few of the scenes looks nice, like Wonder Woman going after that grimm.

On its own I'd be fully wiling to go, "Eh, it doesn't look like anything special, but I'm willing to watch it on some random, weekend night" and leave it at that, but as with all things RWBY, this film is caught up in the franchises' other problems. For example, prior to watching the trailer I assumed that this was an AU in the sense that the DC folks have always existed in the RWBY-verse. AKA, Batman grew up as a faunus. However, now I've learned that they've actually been transported here... and de-aged... and some have randomly become minorities? I don't know anything about Vixen as a character, but taking the guy whose entire fighting style is based around his insane amount of wealth--whose philosophy is embedded in enacting change that even his power as a wealthy white man can't touch--and giving him bat wings that, in this world, is a symbol of the oppressed species seems... messy.

This is just the cycle for RWBY nowadays. Fans are excited and I'm genuinely happy for them. What they're excited for seems pretty lackluster to me. Then I think about it for a hot second, specifically in the context of RWBY's history, and go, "Wait..." At this point, I actively hope that any new installments are just "fine" as opposed to "potentially offensive to a large number of viewers."

Also, this is SUCH a nitpick and a wholly own up to that, but Ruby's nonsense encouragements drive me nuts nowadays. Most RWDE folks have aired their grievances over "What's the plan, Ruby?" / "Don't let anyone else die" (or whatever the exact quotation is). Now we've got "What do we do??" / "We... fight." Like yes, right before this Ruby has another "I just might [have a plan]" line, so of course there's something resembling strategy here, but I haaaate that cheesy, 'inspiring' call to action when characters are LEGITIMATELY asking how they're going to defeat a powerful foe. As in, what's the plan, Ruby, not the hopeful outcome. It feeds into the very non-nitpick-y problem of the characters coasting by on the meta assurance that things will work out because they're Good Guys/Main Characters, and likewise flies in the face of the earlier Volumes where Ruby did come up with truly excellent plans. Remember the days of taking out the Nevermore? Team attacks against Roman's mech? Shooting Nora with a lightning bullet? The era when fans were (imo rightly) pointing out that Ruby was the team's core strategist, despite how often the dialogue insisted it was Jaune? Now we've got individual fights against the Ace Ops, blinking against the Hound + the Schnees dealing the final blow, attacking Cordovin without a thought to the consequences, risking a Kingdom's worth of lives because they'll defeat Salem ~somehow~ and it's a writing MESS, so whenever Ruby has a generic "What do we do? We fight ✊" line it hammers home that RT isn't developing combat strategies anymore. Which, you know, for a show built around its combat is a bit of a problem for me.

ANYWAY /rant over lol

#rwde #rwby #mymetas

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As for Tae, I think when Jimin suffers and does something self-harmful, he will cry and say stop to his fan but it will be too late. I don't mean to be pessimistic. I hope God will protect Jimin, but he is human and he has endured enough

Jimin is stronger than he looks but yea we all have our breaking points. he's human after all and the constant pestering and negativity can take a toll on him.

And it's funny you mention this cos somewhere in my drafts there are several posts I've made talking about this very topic in regards to two POCs I know out here who keep going at it with eachother.

Some people don't know when to stop and will keep going and going till they've inflicted maximum damage on others. It's not cute.

There's constructive criticism and there's badgering and hammering down on people and that's equally as toxic and harmful as the supposed evils we seek to correct in people.

Many words won't fill a bushel. A word to a wise is enough. If your intention is to draw a person's attention to their mistakes, you don't go pestering them with it. And humans have brains and hearts for a reason, give them room to reflect on their actions and do the internal work they need to do and once that is done learn to forgive them and not hold their mistakes over their heads especially if they grow from it. But we all seem to have lost the plot.

Somehow in this community, it's always aha that person slipped that one time I'm gonna weaponize that and use that as ammunition to drive them out of this space so I'm the last one standing. It's nuts.

And it's true not everyone is like that in this space, there are a couple of bloggers out here who I don't fuck with yet they'd slip into my DMs every now and there to ask for clarification or let me know Hey you said this and that's quite problematic.

I just thank them and post clarifications here on my page. I respect those accounts you know. Cos you can tell they don't have ill intentions towards me.

Thus it's difficult for me to equally start tearing into them out of the blues on my platform- I'd rather send them a private message to talk- if I care enough about it but most of the time I don't care💀

What someone chooses to do with their platform is none of my business really unless they wanna @ me then let's go. I will stab you in the guts and bug spray your eyes. Don't play with me.

Tumblr staff are paid to moderate the platform and keep people in check. If an account violates their community guidelines then it's their problem not mine.

But that's just the problem isn't it? We see ourselves as a community and thus some have assigned themselves moderators of this community and have appointed themselves judge jury executioner passing judgements based on ambiguous virtues and arbitrary social rules- very high school of us in here.

Quick segue- that bitch going around people's blogs screaming I'm evil because I'm a "Ted Bundy stan" WHAT'S GOOD? It's the she was "exposed" and the "she lied" for me. Bitch if you don't shut up.

If I have to deny being a fan of something then am I really a fan of it at all?? Have you met me?

Like no, imagine that for a moment. Me. Scared to admit I like something because.... wait for it

Ita so deviant I'm afraid it will offend a bunch of strangers I've never met on the internet and they will not like me for it???

If I'm a Stan of Mr O'Brian Bundy WHO'S GONNA CHECK ME? YOU? ANON 2297 HIDING BEHIND AN ANNOYMOUS BLOG TO CRY LIKE A LITTLE BITCH ON PEOPLE'S BLOG POSTS?????

I THINK THE FUCK NOT.

I promise you YOU ARE NOT THE ONE WHO'S GONNA CHECK ME.

I'm a fan of True crime FOR SURE said that ones I'll say it again but Ted Bundy is not the hill I'm finna die on I'm sorry. He is the least interesting serial killer out there. Yawned my way through a stranger besides me- read it twice and yet I still hate the Author💀

Just because I hate the Author, again DON'T MAKE ME A FAN OF TED FREAKN BUNDY- that's just insulting. he's so bland. BORING

For the record, I AM obsessed with BTK and have since fell down the rabbit hole of serial killers who leave erotic poems behind for their victims.

SUE ME.

Oh here's one I think you'll love!!!!!!

It's called "Oh, Nancy Anna why didn't you appear"

T' was perfect plan of deviant pleasure so bold on that Spring nite.

My inner felling hot with propension of the new awakening season

Warn, wet with inner fear and rapture, my pleasure of entanglement,

like new vines at night

Crime literary analysts have described this quatrian as remarkable and have compared it to the works of writers such as James Joyce.

"The poem is in many ways remarkable because of the levels of meaning that BTK suggests in the words he uses. Reminiscent of James Joyce's epic, Finnegan's Wake, BTK uses words that suggest several meanings. Starting with the very first line in the poem, the T with the superscript 1 is used in scientific research to designate the beginning phase of a study. Subsequent phases would be T2, T3, etc. On another more ordinary level, the superscript 1 could be interpreted as an apostrophe to create "T'was" except that "T'was perfect plan" is missing a word, like "a" or "the." It appears as though whatever BTK had in store for Anna was something "bold" and new."

Oh no, she's a fan of serial killers let's cancel her

You do that Karen, I'm gonna be here and do me 💅🏾

People have their heads so far up their ass all they breathe is shit.

You place a lot of responsibility on Tae when you expect so much of him as a friend and colleague to JM. He's equally just an Idol and like JM he has his own crucible and haters and people out to get him.

I seem to recall him going on a love all seven campaign right before they announced their Solos. Let's give him credit. Cut him some slack.

We all disappointed with the way things unraveled these past few weeks. And some of us might never really move on but like I said life goes on.

Don't know why Tae went silent on us, but with time the reason shall come to light. Personally I'm not too happy with him for that. He broken my vmin heart. I won't ship them together for a while but yall feel free.

Okay who wants to hear about a serial killer who drew a picture of his penis on a victims night stand

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b00tyliciousbabe · 1 year

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guys who could bully, my tight, little, wet ass pussy pt. 1

Welcome to my new hit series, “guys who should clap tf out of my fat ass cheeks.” DISCLAIMER: do not judge me, i fantasise a lot but (unfortunately) irl I ain’t done anything (yet 🤭) Basically, I’m going to be writing how I wanna be dominated by the variety of men I find attractive. Obviously, this is smut, minimal to no evidence of fluff.

Okay so best believe when I went onto Pinterest and saw these four men adorn my fyp, I subconsciously started twerking. Those tattoos just turn me on differently, it’s part of my type. I just love how it decorated and accentuates their muscles. They look so hot and sexy but, I know my sexual experiences with them would differ. So that’s what oversharing is for. Sit back and relax while I assume their fave ways to plough me and wreck my hole with their poles.

The guy furthest to the left:

I feel like I would feel safest in his arms. His fave position is prone bone and I would want to be smothered by him. He gives me cultural vibes, like he’s from an exotic country, and I could just picture him muttering sweet nothings in his mother tongue into my ear as he stretches me out. Definitely on the larger side, quite thick and uncut, with a brown/maroonish tip. The man has a pretty face as well so to keep the intimacy, I would want him to fuck me in missionary, I feel like this is where he’d start to stroke really quickly, revelling in the faces and moans I make. I would always smile at him and when he’s easing it into me, we would both watch his dick go in and out 😩 I want him…

The guy middle left:

He’s literally the only one I might not let hit it. Reminds me a lil bit too much of MGK and not in the good way. I’d probably only use him as a breathing dildo, in cowgirl. Love the blonde hair though. He definitely has a spit kink. loves to spit in my mouth. And I would enjoy that hehehe. I feel like he would jack hammer me the best. He wouldn’t have the biggest dick but I know it’d be skinny and veiny af. He gives me really aggressive vibes. Like “fuck Yh baby, choke on that fucking cock” as he face fucks me, pulling my hair and using my mouth as a fleshlight. His tattoos are definitely the nicest imo. I would swallow, always no matter who, but I feel like he would wanna humiliate me and give me a facial. He’d take a picture and put it on his story or smth, to make everyone know that I’m his. I would let him manhandle me tbf but he also looks like an edl member so 👀 either way I would match his aggression, he reminds me of Harri Oakland and so the twunkish but muscly build makes me think of how he would pound me. I would definitely prefer him most in missionary, I think his mushroom tip could really hit my prostate best.

The guy middle right:

Realistically, he’s the one I’d end up with. I mean I’m a pretty bitch but the others (far left and far right) are literal Greek gods. Idk why but I feel like he’d be really girthy. Like to the point at which I feel like I’m being split in half. I feel like he’d love making me his cum bunny as well, busting a nut inside me and not pulling out until I’ve absorbed all of his seed. I don’t see him being aggressive but quite rough, his pounds would create earthquakes on my butt globes for sure

The guy furthest to the right:

I am definitely most attracted to this man. Like he’s everything. I would want to do missionary with him, because he has such a cute smile, that I know his lips would form everytime I breathlessly moan his name. I’d have my hands on his jaw as he grips my waist spreading my legs into the splits. “Fuck baby, that pussy tho,” he chuckled feeling how tight I get at his arousal. I know he could choke me so well, those hands would grip my neck in ways that would make me want to submit to him and his cock sm.

If it was a threesome, I would prefer for the far right and far left guys to use me as a cumdump.

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shadamyheadcanons · 1 year

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My thoughts on Sonic Frontiers

I really enjoyed it and appreciate everyone not spoiling it for me :) I meant to post about Frontiers months ago, but this took forever for some reason. Naturally, there’ll be spoilers under the cut.

(Are Frontiers details still considered spoilers? Idk. If they are, let me know!)

I like how many callbacks there were to previous characters and events. It made it feel like an actual narrative with greater stakes. There’s actual continuity now!

Tails and Knuckles were handled better than I ever could have anticipated. I haven’t loved them so much in years! I couldn’t ask for more.

Eggman and Sage are standouts. I’m interested to see how they’ll write Sage moving forward. I could see her feeling torn between supporting Sonic or Eggman.

I feel...conflicted about Amy in this game. Her compassion is there, at least, and she's not the bland cheerleader she was in Forces. She wasn’t a jerk like in Free Riders, either. Thing is, though, what I love most about Amy is how fierce she can be. It’s directly tied to her brand of kindness. She needs those strong feelings, both the good and the bad, to be her. And there was barely a glimmer of it in Frontiers. I was so excited when it finally popped up and she argued with Sonic about not doing enough to help the Kokos, but she backed off really quickly. She just got shut down.

I fear that the writers have decided a milder Amy is more “mature” than her fiery, feisty former self. I don’t want them to make her boring because they’re afraid of what she used to be. I’m scared that the Amy I grew to love is gone for good because people think she needs to be “Nice.”

She needs that energy. She needs that spark. She carries around a giant hammer, for Chaos’ sake. You can’t give her a giant hammer and then tell me she doesn’t have guts and a temper.

We already have Cream. We need Amy!

I’m hoping it’s just a side-effect of Frontiers’ somber setting. Ian Flynn *gets* her, so if they keep giving him more influence, then I have hope. And this is still an improvement in some ways.

As a side note, they really toned down her crush, huh? They emphasized how important love is to her (as they should), but none of it really seemed directed specifically at Sonic. Every time she mentioned love, she looked away from him. And if she’d decided to go on a journey to spread love around the world in literally any other game, she’d have invited him...but she didn’t in this one. And he showed no interest in joining her. Idk. I’m not saying she’s over him--I don’t think she is--but I’ve been seeing Sonic x Amy fans going nuts over this game for months now and calling them “canon,” and I don’t know why.

I saw far more chemistry between Sonic and Knuckles, no contest.

This game does a great job making use of the characters’ strengths. I love how Knuckles got to show his expertise with the ruins. I love how Amy was able to point out the freshly-recovered nature of Kronos Island, implying she goes back to the towns they’ve helped in the past and checks up on how they’re doing. In a game where Sonic’s friends can do so little, these details say a lot.

I was disappointed when Sonic’s cyber-corruption was immediately fixed by the cheesy “let’s hold hands” Power of Friendship deus ex machina moment. Cyber-corruption was built up for the entire game as something debilitating that couldn’t be easily fixed. Sonic was straight-up deteriorating, barely able to stand, and the stakes felt extremely high. Making it harder to undo all that--and bringing in his friends to do so and repay everything he’d been doing for them--would be ideal to me. This would have been the perfect place for the new story and playable characters they’ve promised! Give them their own missions! Use the corruption as a reason Sonic has to be sidelined! It’s obvious the devs were feeling the time crunch by that point in the game, so I don’t blame them too much, but it would’ve been seamless.

As it is, though, I am absolutely thrilled that I’ll get to play as Amy again!!! It’s been so long, and some leaks have been hinting at Origins Amy DLC, too!!

Give me the hammer! It’s! Her! Turn!

Finally, I’m really excited to see what they do with the time skip--or at least I’m assuming it’ll be a time skip. They’re all going on journeys and Tails literally said “You won’t even recognize me the next time you see me,” so I’d say it’s pretty cut-and-dried. New powers, designs, etc? Who knows?

#not a headcanon #sonic frontiers spoilers #sonic frontiers #i mostly wrote this to field any common questions #but feel free to send in frontiers asks now! i finally have some time

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