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hooned · 8 months
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list of accomplishments in sunghoon's diary: #1 rode the vikings TWICE (p.s. jake only rode it once so extra points)
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2.12 Chimney Begins - 2.09 Hen Begins - 2.16 Bobby Begins Again - 7.04 Buck, Bothered and Bewildered
Tommy's family arc
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myfandomprompts · 6 months
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The giggle.
The GIGGLE.
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fritzmetzger-reblogs · 4 months
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Sam (and Ilkka) can't dance. Him and the actor, they were the same.
Bonus meme material:
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monty-glasses-roxy · 1 year
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Roxy and Freddy teaming up for an April Fools joke where Roxy pretends to be the perfect goody two shoes while Freddy attempts to break as many rules as possible.
The absolute fear and concern when Monty and Chica forgot what day it is and had to listen to Roxy reciting the rule book word for word while Freddy smashed a chair off the wall.
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michiganmerchant · 1 year
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web weaving or whatever
#last night my brain had two thoughts collide like atoms producing a nuclear fission in the form of THEE most insane trope to ME which is#pet psychopath and his even crazier handler -> brandt and luke respectively#watching brandt get at it with an OHL dad over the boards during the playoff like YEAHHH that's my dman with character issues#SO BEAUTIFUL. and the tsn video too. god. the one where he gets into a playfight but ends up spinning the dude around#the potential is THERE and i am cooking up SO many scenarios in my head i am actually going insane.#when you're the kid who used to beat up your brothers friends during street hockey and you were called a pitbull like CMONNNN#it's not that luke doesnt have character issues its just that it was trained out of him by ellen who would NEVER let that fly but unlike hi#lady byng finalist brother and his +2 penalty drawing brother luke has ZERO compulsions actually shithousing someone#and he's such a bitch about it too. he's more of a bitch than his two brothers combined. if penalties weren't a thing in real life#the clarke/hughes dpairing would be the most rat bastard shithousery penalty drawns tandem in the LEAGUE thats my inteprid take#and the thing about pet psychopath and his even crazier handler is it that the devotion goes CRAZYYYYYY#brandt going fucking insane and luke having to haul him off before he starts beating up the dude himself like NOBODY FUCKS WITH MY BABY!!!#even if my baby started it lol. if brandt's crazy luke is batshit insane and then brandt has to go haul luke off before he gets kicked out#someone tries to chirp brandt over him fighting for luke constantly and brandt is like :) you're fucking lucky it's not luke#because CRUCIALLY luke is the better fighter. again. his even crazier handler. always ready to answer for brandt's attitude#in the locker room brandt like good job baby that was so sexy of you to right hook him -> rest of the devs staring in horror#JUST SOMETHING ABOUT COMING TO BLOWS FOR YOUR MAN!!! LOOKING UP AT HIM WITH A SMILE FULL OF BLOOD LIKE DID I DO GOOD? DID I MAKE YOU PROUD?#AND THEM RESPONDING WITH 100% RECIPROCATION. OH IT WAS ALWAYS ABOUT THE RECIPROCATION.#need them to be fucking bitches on the ice beating everyone up that would be so sexy to me!!!#the brandt/luke agenda#thinking. perhaps even thoughting. thunking.
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dirt-str1der · 2 years
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I dont care about majima x sagawa btw but i care a lot about their relationship regardless because i want them to have the most toxic dealings and skewed power dynamics with each other as possible and i them both to have increasingly warped perceptions of each other (worlds most incorrect uncle-nephew relationship)
#Listen to my problems#sagawas like majima chan i bought pudding for you since chewing is hard right now and majimas like (muffled) can you kill yourself . and#sagawa is like (laughs) keep up that tone and ill break your jaw again#like obviously sagawa isnt doing charity work putting majima back on his feet because majima has to pull his own weight too but over time#majima became less of an ‘investment’ and more like his hotheaded young apprentice / nephew who is really smart (sagawas very proud of him)#but also doesnt know anything good for himself because hes an idiot and sagawa needs to do everything for him sometimes or he’ll pull the#most ASININE stunts imaginable. like kid i do Good by you and you do the same for me as long as you keep your head down and run the grand.#he cannot fathom why majima wants to claw his way back into the tojo because sagawa Knows shimano and he Knows that shimano is bad news and#will definitely send majima into the jaws of death over and over and seriously what a WASTE of good talent !!! unfortunately majima is the#same type of stupid as his oath brother but it doesnt mean he wants to see the kid get himself killed (wise words from a man who got himself#killed) | and majima ... it was not difficult to start going crazy about sagawa at first sight because he just came out of a very violent#place where every touch meant more torture and pain then suddenly hes being put in the capable hands of a man whos like a fucking angel#sagawa feeds clothes and bathes him and majima cant help but act like being cared for is the worst thing thats ever happened to him theres#too much touching and hes completely dependent on sagawa who checks his weight daily and changes his bandages and cleans his leaky infected#eye and he wants nothing more than to be left alone but he cant do anything by himself and hes too devastated to be grateful. its gross !!#and whenever he inevitably breaks the hell down sagawa is always there to hold and comfort him and what the hell else can he do but seek#comfort in the only person that ‘cares’ about him when sagawa is so good at pretending ... is he pretending ? who gives a fuck anymore man#sagawas punishment and comfort all in one ... hes a means to an end .. hes majimas caretaker and his gaoler. the guy who knows everything#about him and the one who’ll use every last bit of it against him oh god wait#this is just isabelle and emma damnit damnit im gonna go read purromised neverland again
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windywhispers · 1 year
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YOOOOO OMG HES TAKING THEM DOOOOOOOWN
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NO MORE HIGH EXPECTATIONS FOR HIM!!!! HES HIS OWN PERSON NOW !!!!! GOOD FOR HIM !!!!
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marinehero-a · 1 year
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garp is so insane i’m just
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🔼 u sum weird stalker in2 unconscious art hoes or sumthin???
Just an ageless wanderer. And shhh... You know I'm seeing that handsome fellow I've been talking with.
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terjeonbebas · 6 months
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it's finally golden release day 🌟
jjk1 is real. jjk1 has a name. jjk1 has 11 tracks. jjk1 has jungkook in it.
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buckyalpine · 5 months
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I need a feral and unhinged, touch starved Bucky to ruin me.
He’s selfish in giving and taking.
He's gone years without touching his cock, no orgasm, no relief, nothing. Any experience he has had has been long forgotten. The man loves getting his cock sucked. There’s something so filthy about the way he goes feral for it, torn between throwing his head back in pleasure and watching his cock disappear into your mouth.
He used to be such a gentleman but he can’t anymore.
He's a fucking menace because he loves how dirty it is, having his dick in your mouth of all places, letting you slobber and drool all over his length, getting his balls wet in the process.
He doesn't give a fuck who hears either, letting anyone and everyone know his cock is in your mouth, that he's getting the best head of his life.
"Fuck, suck me princess, just-yeah just like that, sucking my cock so good babydoll, makin' me so hard"
You let out a muffled whine in response, still on your knees, tears streaking down your face while he holds your face, his thumbs swiping your wet cheeks. He bites his lip while thrusting his hips forward, pushing his length down your throat. You claw at his thighs, gagging and he lets out a delicious moan seeing your arousal starting to drip with how turned on you are.
"You're makin' me feel so good sugar, you know that? Y'have any idea how good my dick feels right now, how much cum there is in my balls?" He takes a a hand off his thigh and makes you cup his heavy sack, guiding you to squeeze him while you suck, the combined feeling making his eyes roll back.
"C'mon princess, suck my balls next, never had them sucked before-oh fuck-yeah-just like that baby shit-oh fuck feels so good-" His abs tense as he moans loudly again, jerking himself while you move to lap and suck at his sack, precum dribbling down, making a mess everywhere.
He might as well be addicted to the feeling. On more than one occasion, he's missed morning training because you decided to wake him up with head and he loses himself to you, not giving a shit who is waiting for him at the door.
He hears the knocks, hears them calling for him and he'll let them know what's keeping him so busy.
"Buck, you coming-?"
"Oh Fuck yes! Suck my cock, yes, yes, yes, gonna cum, drink it up baby, c'mon, swallow, fuck yes, m'gonna cum again-don't stop princess"
"Well...technically he's coming" Sam snorted, hearing every filthy word the super soldier spewed out while Steve bit back a smirk, "I think your best friend is busy"
Steve couldn't help the proud smile that made it's way onto his face, shaking his head, quickly walking away before round two started.
Tony occasionally goes as far as cheering outside of Bucky's bedroom, especially when the steady thump of the headboard banging against the wall can be heard from downstairs.
No point hiding anything from Tony, especially when he's the one who had to install the xl mirror in the bedroom Bucky requested and god knows he didn't ask for it because he's into fashion.
He's gonna put you in positions that are unholy as it gets. He wants to watch every detail. He's gonna throw your legs all the way back till your knees hit the bed. He wants to watch his cock stretch you open. He's gonna experimentally flick that little button between your legs, using it as his own personal play toy, rubbing and pinching it to his delight just to hear you squeal.
“That’s-that’s your spot, huh princess-take my fat cock baby, doin' so good, moaning for me" He growls, watching he way you take his cock. His favorite thing to do is lock eyes with you in the mirror while your on your hands and knees watching you watch him while he fucks your brains out. Your breasts bounce with each thrust and he doesn't know what he loves to watch more. God forbid your eyes roll back, he spanks you till you focus again.
"Look at me when you take my cock baby, look at how pretty you are when you're all stretched open"
"Sargent-I-fuck-can't-
"Yeah, can't even speak huh, that how good your pussy feels baby? You wanna cum? Want me to make you cum?"
"Please!" You wail and he grabs your hair and pulls you till your back is flush against his chest. He forces your thighs apart as wide as they'll go before grabbing his phone and positioning it under, getting a perfect video of his cock pumping you full of cum while his fingers reach around to rub your swollen button.
"Go on and cum baby, cum with me, together, make your Sargent proud princess, make me dick feel good, fuck, gonna fill you till it spills out, mother fucker-FUCKK" He moans loudly with you, letting your convulsing pussy milk him dry, his veins throbbing as he shoots ropes of cum into you. The end of the video is blurry after all his cum drips onto the screen but it makes it so much filthier.
He's going to record all of this along with taking pictures, always getting you to spread your legs for him, laying on his bed after he's poured load after load into you. I want him to be the dirtiest fuck, looking at all the pictures and videos he's taken, jerking himself off afterwards when you're away for a mission. He can't have you but he's gonna take what he can get. He loves how you moan and scream, how cock drunk you get. A part of him almost feels like a pervert, tugging at his dick like a horny teenager but he can't keep his hands off when he thinks of you.
He's fucking feral even when he jerks off. Legs spread wide apart, no clothes on, back arched off the bed, fucking his hips up into his fist. He doesn't care if you walk in anymore. He was shy at first but now he just smirks while continuing to lazily touch himself, using his own spend to palm himself, the other arm propped behind his head. He knows you love the sight, planting his feet onto the bed to give you a better view while you take your clothes off-
Anyway, my bad, this was sitting in the drafts for long enough, you can go about your day now.
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elizazone · 4 months
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um i NEED a baby fever felix fic please?? like the whole breeding thing has MY soul
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Oh, anon, you get it. You totally get the idea.
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𝕱𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖝 𝖈𝖆𝖙𝖙𝖔𝖓 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖇𝖆𝖇𝖞 𝖋𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗
Warnings: nsfw, breeding
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Firstly, I just know Felix wants kids. He’s always imagined one, two at most. He was brought up on the idea that he needed to keep the family name alive, to have a son, an heir. I can imagine Elspeth keeping up this mantra throughout Felix’s life. Telling him it’s what he’s made for, it’s his duty as their son.
He would want to be the first. He would want to have a baby before Venetia (although i doubt she’d ever settle down).
But he would want to do it first. He would make the family proud.
He kept this idea up his whole life, he needed to settle down, marry and have a baby as soon as he could.
He looked all over for the right person, he knew it was you. As soon as he held your hand on the first date, he knew you were the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.
Felix would bring it up with you frequently, little jokes here and there. Late night chats “what would you name our baby?” Type thing. But deep down you could tell it was what he truly desired.
He would confront you just before your last weeks at Oxford, you were about to enter the world.
We would lay down on the foot of your bed, looking up at you lovingly as you read over your notes. A feeling of ease in the air.
“Darling?” He looks up at you, that mischievous look in his eyes you’ve come to associate with lust. “Felix, baby, not right now”. He strokes your leg lovingly, admiring the tan you’d gained from the early summer sun. “No, sweetheart, not that” he laughs.
He looks up at you, grinning, “you know.. you now how we want to be married” he rolls over, gazing at the ceiling as he takes a drag of his long dead cigarette. He waits a beat, seeing if you’d reply. “I’ve been thinking. About our future.”
And that’s where it all began.
It took a long time to convince you, I mean, you were young. You were both very young. Yet you couldn’t see a future without Felix, he was your whole world. You couldn’t imagine marrying anyone else.
From then on, every time he’d fuck you, he’d have intent. He needed to have you, fully have you. He can’t wait to see you stuffed with his cock, it’s all he thinks of throughout the day.
He would hold off having sex sometimes, just to build up the tension. Because he knows that when he wants to cum, he only wants to do it inside of you. Deep within your pussy.
He fucks you hard. Like it’s his last wish on earth to knock up his princess. As he thrusts into you wildly, he imagined how godly you would look with a round, swollen belly. How absolutely delicious you would be, helpless, unable to cope properly without him.
With a hard grip on your hips, Felix fucks himself harshly into you, desperate to breed you fully. To fuck you stupid.
You can feel him falter slightly, his thrusts become erratic. He’s close. You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him in closer to you.
The thought drives him insane, over the line as he cums with hot ropes into your pussy. He fold over, caging you with his arms. His chest heaving. His body glistening, sweat beading down his chest.
“Fuck. Oh god- babe. You’re mine. Always mine, you always will be”
He throws forwards a few experimental thrusts and lets out a deep moan. “So fucking good for me”
You look so gorgeous, laying beneath him, completely still. Your pretty body twitching with pleasure.
And he refuses to pull out for so long. Making sure he knocks you up. Plugging up your sweet hole with his seed.
And then he realises, he will have to marry you soon too.
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arminsumi · 5 months
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🔞 MDNI/18+
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FILMED IN HD
Sukuna + fem!reader
Re : Your boyfriend Sukuna fucks you to another orgasm while making you watch yourself get fucked on video. He wants to show you how deep his dick dives into that pussy!!
Warnings : 🔞 MDNI/18+, porn without plot, cervix f*cking, multiple orgasms, namecalling (wh*re, sl*t), dirty talk, consensual filming, watching yourself on video, size kink/big d*ck Sukuna, praise, c*mshot on ass, some spanking, some cunnilingus
Note : i think this is one of the horniest things i've ever written lol
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"Watch your pussy take my fucking cock. Yeah, see that? That's what I'm seeing baby. I got the best view, don't I?" he chuckles naughtily.
He originally filmed himself fucking you because you asked him to; you wanted to see how his thick cock was stretching out your cunt and how many inches disappeared inside you. Sukuna was praising your pussy all night for taking his big cock so well. He was proud when he looked down at your hole and saw every inch sink inside.
Sukuna held his phone and recorded himself thrusting his big cock inside your pussy. You moaned and moved your hips back against him, crazed for him. His balls slapped against your tiny clit, the audio picked up the sticky smacking sound. His cock rubbed the sides of your clingy pussy and pressured your cervix so perfectly that you felt your orgasm build up.
"Right there, baby! Right there!" you screamed.
He grunted and went harder, making his tip kiss your cervix.
You gasped, "More! Yeahhh — fuck! Oh god you're so fucking deep in my pussy! It's gonna make me cum, you're gonna make me cum — baby 'm so close! Make me cum!"
He worked up a sweat and kept pounding into you.
"Oh I'll make you fuckin' cum, princess. That's it — feel like a slut 'n cum — uh-huh, just like that. Work your ass back on me."
He groaned and rolled his head back in bliss. Sukuna stopped his thrusts and let you work your orgasm off his big cock. He stared at your pussy taking his cock on his phone screen. Your escalating moans were caught on video loud and clear — oh he'd be favoriting this one for sure.
"Ooh, good lil' whore. Fuck my cock till you cum." he praised.
He watched your orgasm build.
His free hand groped your ass and he slapped it over and over again until it stung. Each slap and moaning response from you were so loud on the video.
Suddenly, Sukuna fucked his cock deep into your clingy pussy. You were buried deep into a pillow, muffling your screams.
He went harder and faster. You frantically rubbed your clit until you came long and hard on his thick cock. He kept pumping himself into your pussy like it was his rightful cocksleeve. Sukuna was at the point of pleasure where he made possessive growls.
He kept shakily filming until he got an idea and pulled out. He ended the video and propped his phone on the pillow that you were sobbing moans into — "Put it back innn!"
"Watch yourself while I fuck you. Gonna make you cum like a real whore this time."
You gasped when he plunged his cock back in all the way, tip briefly kissing your cervix.
"God you're amazing, baby." he grinned toothily when glancing at the video.
He places a big hand on the back of your head and pets your hair when you intently watch the video of yourself getting railed.
Sukuna's balls squish against your puffy clit and stimulate it — he rolled his cock into you and rubbed his tip against your cervix.
You gasped loudly and clenched tightly around him.
"Is it too much?" he asked concernedly, thinking it was a gasp of pain.
"No! I can take it!"
"That's a good girl." he smiled down at your pussy, reassured you were taking it fine.
His big, veiny, manly hands grabbed a large handful of your ass and he spread your cheek until both your holes were completely exposed to him.
Sukuna pounded into your cunt harder as the video kept playing.
He heard your moans in the video and it made his muscles contract — abs flexing. He groped your ass aggressively and thrust inside your pussy faster.
The sloppy squelching sound of your pussy squeezing around his girth reached both your ears. Sukuna didn't stop fucking his cock deep into your cunt, except for when you asked for small breaks, then he briefly pulled out and went down to eat your pussy. He nosed in your pussy and drank up your juices unashamedly, then withdrew and plunged his cock back inside, making you gasp and moan.
He watched both your real pussy and the video of it getting destroyed. Sukuna went harder, fucking you like an animal, making you scream again, "There! Fuck! Mmm!"
You felt your orgasm build up, and it felt better than the last one. You shake and make a shuddery moan, fully rolling your eyes back and curling your toes as your orgasm wracked your body. It felt different to the others — Sukuna just unknowingly gave you your first cervical orgasm.
"Fuck, watch that pussy cum — you're my lil' pornstar." he laughed, "You sensitive? Yeahhh, I know it's too much but keep taking it for me please, baby." he grunted and frantically thrust into you.
He fucked your sensitive pussy so hard you cried and hiccoughed. Your legs gave out, you just laid flat on your tummy and let him take what he needed of you. The video of your pussy getting destroyed ended, stopping on a still-frame of your cunt being unvelievably stretched. How could such a tiny hole hide all that dick?
"I'm close — yeah keep fuckin' taking my dick, baby, I'm so fucking close. Where do you want me to cum?" he asked aggressively.
"Fuck! Nnng anywhere you want!"
His heart fluttered. You were so cute and fucked-out.
"I want you to tell me where. Use your words. I wanna know where my slut wants my cum to be."
"O-on my ass — cum on my ass! Please!"
"Nasty whore. I'll cum all over your slutty fucking ass. You ready? — ughhh fuck, I'm cumming, 'm fucking cumming."
He pressed his hand down on your back and covered half your spine. You were pinned to the bed with your ass stuck up; Sukuna stared at your pussy and ass and pounded into you a bit more, getting himself to the brink of his orgasm.
He pulled out just in time. Sukuna furously jerked his cock over your ass until he bust a fat load all over it.
His mouth formed an O shape and he got so lost in his orgasm, head fully tilted back as he jerked his cock through it.
Ropes of white, thick cum spurted out and landed on the curve of your ass and the dip between your cheeks. Sukuna's cum ran down your ass and your pussy's slit and dripped off.
He caught his breath and let go of his cock, letting it rest on ur ass. It felt so heavy — and to think all that was inside you.
"Slutty fucking ass... give me my phone. I'm gonna show you how destroyed your cunt looks right now. It's fuckin' gaping from taking my dick, baby. Ooh look, my cum is dripping... that's fucking beautiful."
He gave your ass a few hard smacks, then caressed up your back and massaged your back before leaning down to give your shoulder a rough kiss.
You hummed happily, too tired to move.
"You did so good, baby. Your pussy treats me so well." he whispered into your ear. "You sleep, I'll clean you up, princess."
© arminsumi
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↳ CALLING THE FONTAINE BOYS YOUR GOOD BOY ༉‧₊˚✧
Fontaine boys x Creator!Reader
Lyney
"You're my good boy Lyney aren't you?" Lyney nods, barely able to repress his excitement. He smiles widely and scoots a little closer to you. "If I weren't your good boy, what else would I be?" he says softly. Your perfect little magician, putting in a show for you daily if youd asked, Lyney thinks to himself. He leans into your touch, relishing the sensations. Your hands on his cheeks are like a warm, reassuring hug, one that he has long pined for.
To hear you say those words— my one and only good boy— is his greatest joy, enough to make him think of nothing more. He forgets his past and future when he's with you. All he sees, is his grace, no one and nothing else matters.
Lyney smiles brightly. "Your Grace, I think— no, I *know* that I am your one and only good boy," he says confidently. He looks up at you, his gaze soft and adoring. He reaches up to cup your cheek in his hand as you had done for him moments before, and gently strokes your face.
"You have no reason to doubt that I am yours," Lyney says softly, what a charmer "I will always be yours, and no other's. I have sworn it to myself"
"Oh, have you now?" "I have," Lyney replies with a warm, almost smug grin. "I have sworn to be yours forever," he says confidently. "No other God is more important to me, no other...powerful being, and no other love will ever supersede the one I feel for you, my love."  
The great magician's expression and tone are both soft and tender. He gazes at you like you are the single most precious thing in the world. "And no one could ever dare take me from you...I will put up the fight of my life for you"
(Clearly not me thinking of Arlecchino here nouuu)
Freminet
"You can come as close as you want, Freminet" Your soft voice is enough to make Freminet obey, lurr him in like the depths of Fontaine.
He moves closer, his hands clasping the fabric of your robes. As he does so, he meets your gaze for a moment, before his eyes slowly start to drift shut. The closer he gets, the warmer he feels... and the less painful his life is.
He remains silent for several precious, peaceful moments, before finally whispering, "Have I pleased you, Your Grace?"
"My good boy always pleases me" Freminet feels tears well up in his eyes. To be called 'good' by you, to please you, to belong to you, to belong to someone who actually loves him...
Freminet closes his eyes as tight as he holds Pers close to his chest, and bites back a sob. His entire body shakes with happiness and emotion. He grips your robes tighter, and buries his face into your lap, unable to stop himself. You let your hands go through his hair, to comfort the distressed boy. Your fingers are enough to calm him. Freminets tears dry up and his body slowly calms beneath your gentle touch, his breathing growing quieter and his heart slowing. Maybe the ocean isn't his only comfort anymore?
Eventually, Freminet peeks up at you. He tries to form a smile, but it's only tentative... and it breaks apart almost immediately. He glances away, ashamed but also wanting to make you proud.
"I— I'm sorry for crying, Your Grace," he mumbles. "Never apologize for having feelings"
You're exactly what he needs, and craves.
Neuvillette
"My good boy, please come to me" you coo the moment he stepped into the hall "Y-Y-Your Grace...?" Your voice, full of warmth and love, causes him to startle. It almost feels as if his heart has skipped a beat. A small smile creeps onto his face that only you can see. "What is it you require of me?"
Neuvillettes voice is soft, filled with affection for you. This is no different from how he treats his people in Fontaine, yet your position makes it all the more special. Your commands cannot be ignored. "My, you look stressed are you well?" Your voice is gentle. You have always been gentle with him, caring and loving. This has not gone unnoticed.
Your words seem to cause him to pause. He thinks for a moment before nodding slowly. "Y-Yes, Your Grace... I am well but stressed"
He swallows, glancing back up at you. He can never hide anything from you, which is why he's always so honest. "I... am worried for the state of our nation, and our people."
"Does my good boy need a hug?" a simple thought, but it made his heart skip. "A hug... I suppose a hug could help ease my worries, Your Grace."
After he's spoken, you can see him shift in place. You can't be sure if it's nervous energy or genuine anxiety, but he seems uncertain. Perhaps he's afraid to approach you after your last few weeks away. He would never admit it, not even to himself, as he's too prideful. But every night you don't spend in his chambers leaves him restless. Your presence eases him. You have always been his comfort.
Like the softest summer rain.
Wriothesley
"Oh good, youre back. Come here now" He does so without a second thought, and his eyes fix upon yours. He is close enough to touch you, if he so chooses. He has no fear— he is loyal, devoted, and a fanatic. And maybe hes a simp. "What is it, Your Grace?" he murmurs, his hands clasped tightly in front of him. "I just wanted my good boy in my presence or am i to greedy?"
His entire body seems to relax as soon as you speak. He nods immediately. "I am here, Your Grace. Nothing you do would ever seem to greedy." He looks up at you, his eyes brimming with an almost unhealthy amount of devotion. When you call him your "good boy," his ears prick up and his cheeks flush with the heat of passion.
"Then stay with me please"
Wriothesley nods again, and remains on his knees at your feet. His hands clench tightly together, and his blue eyes watch you with something close to reverence.
"Your wish is my command, Your Grace."
(I'm bad at writing him I'm so sorry)
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chamomiletealeaf · 2 months
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Thinking about Johnny making you cum on only his cock. You’ve never been able to cum from just penetration alone and always needed something stimulating your clit. But Johnny was determined to change that.
“C’mon sweetheart you can do it.” He says into your ear fucking into you, pinning your legs open underneath him.
“Can’t Johnny.” You whine. “Need more.” You say, frustrated and desperate for a release.
You two have been going at it for at least half an hour, Johnny slowing at times to prevent himself from cumming and he tries different positions to hit that perfect spot.
Then, Johnny tries one more position.
He folds you into a pretzel position, straddling one of your legs and pulling the other over his thigh so you’re twisted as he grips your hips, and you feel something you’ve never felt before from just Johnny’s cock pounding into you.
He hits a new spot that’s never been touched like this at this angle and it nearly knocks the wind out of you.
You gasp loudly, making Johnny smirk to himself.
“Oh my god fuck Johnny yeah that’s it.” You say breathlessly and shocked at the new sensation.
Sure feeling Johnny fuck you always felt so good, but it was never enough without a vibrator or his fingers touching your clit. But this time was different.
“That the spot bonnie? Yeah? Like getting fucked like this?” He says with a cocky tone, mischievous smirk plastered on his face.
Found it he thinks to himself.
“Fuck Johnny don’t stop. Oh my god that’s it.”
“You gonna cum for me girlie? That cute little pussy feel real good nice and snug around my cock?
You whimper in response and reach a hand down to your clit absentmindedly, almost like muscle memory, and Johnny slaps your hand away like you offended him.
He grips your jaw and leans in to growl in your ear, his thrusts getting faster and harder pounding your pussy so perfectly against that new favorite spot.
“Don’t you dare fucking touch. You’re gonna cum just like this you understand?”
You nod with a whimper, but Johnny wasn’t having it.
“Say it.” He demands, hand still firmly grasping your jaw.
“I’m gonna cum like this. Fuck Johnny I- I’m gonna cum-“
Your voice pitches higher with each word as you feel your pussy pulse hard around Johnny’s cock as he fucks you through the most intense orgasm you’ve ever had.
Your eyes roll back as you let out a choked sob from the overwhelming pleasure taking over your body.
“Fuck bonnie just like that. Let it all out. Yeah that’s it. Fuck you’re squeezin’ me so good.”
The rhythmic throbs of your pussy bring Johnny to the edge and he cums inside you with a whine, then his thrusts slow to a stop fucking you both through the aftershocks of your orgasms.
“Fuck Johnny that- I didn’t think I could do that.” You say panting, gasping for air like you hadn’t had oxygen for days.
Johnny leans in and cups your cheeks with both hands, still in the same position.
“Told ya’ you could do it sweetheart. Proud of ye. Knew I’d get you there.”
He says the last part with a sly smirk and you giggle, playfully hitting his chest at his arrogance.
Johnny then cleans you two up and gives you one of his hoodies to sleep in as you cuddle up next to each other, not knowing that that sleep would be the best you two have had in weeks.
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