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rosykims · 4 months
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they make me so fucking insane. absolutely bananas mode
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evilrobot-bill · 7 months
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Hellllloooooooooo~ Evil Robot Bill.
Yeah so! In the film, he really did have a whole ass flag Dwayne did! Or part of a flag.
Here's the costume he wore! It's an official stunt double one that was used on set!
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You can see the flag there, and also here!
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As you can see from the red and gold, it's ment to be the USSR/Community flag! And you can see it when he jumps around sometimes, but you can't see it that clearly at times.
But also I like...maybe need to wear my glasses more, but have no clue if I'm that blind to detials or not....regardless! It's really cool!!
Ahhh thank you! I thought I imagined the yellow/it was a fandom thing that I’d just ended up assuming was canon
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professorlegaspi · 11 months
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AU in which Aunt Agatha is more uptight and disallows Celia to go to Renasci. Instead, she sends her to finishing school
#in this au Celias had a very different unbringing#where she was forced to learn how to dance and speak French and eat with five different forks and be a lady#and because she is learning new languages so much earlier than she did in canon#she discovers early on that she’s really good at it (*cough* gifted *cough*)#and she develops a passion for language#it’s one of the few places where she feels she can be herself and she is unrestricted by aunt Agatha who is very pro having-a-child-prodigy#and so when she is sent to finishing school she’s actually sent abroad#this rightfully sends everyone at Renasci into a tizzy#her space in Mensaleon is still reserved and there’s an empty bed in room 3#(Doxa’s way more chill on account of this and becomes a mentor figure to Maddie who is pretty lonley)#they eventually decide to teach Celia remotely using the book as a sort of Zoom stand-in#and Celia has to cram a double schedule of learning while she goes to her own classes#also because i want it#in this au Maddie due to her isolation becomes in tune with her intuition way earlier#and has frequent contact with the kynoseur similar to Tainn in Bellicose#she has visions concerning Celia and the two become long distance friends using their mind gifts as their only connection#Celia’s finishing school is a four year university and immedietlg after she graduates the kidnapping attempts start#this is right about when she is growing into her telepathy and that combined with them finally being on the same continent#means that Maddie and celia are finally able to talk rather than meeting in dreams or getting updates via kynoseur-post#Celia also knows way earlier that she has a sister#the fifth book still launches a school-to-school tour#but rather than doing it through a Renasci exchange program#the two besties have to use more illegal methods and go on a cross-country breaking and entering spree#Maddie runs away from Renasci and they’re on the run until the final battle#they manage to find Huperpetra in a dramatic revelation and they break in using Celia’s block-breaking prowess#and the showdown happens there instead of at villandre#celias journey#celia fincastle#alternate universes
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thestarscollective · 8 days
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I always knew since I was young that I wanted to grow up to be a faggot freak
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modernbaseball · 1 year
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It isso cool how when u are hungry u can eat until u are no longer hungry
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bby-deerling · 2 months
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girlfriend (zoro x reader nsfw)
part of my 1600 follower event!
prompt is: show him what you do to me/late at night when the wind is free/we're gonna have to tell him/you'll only be a girlfriend/of mine
18+, mdni, nsfw, wc: 2.6k masterlist
cw: afab!reader, jealousy, established relationship, law is lowkey a freak, unrequited law x reader, voyeurism, jerking off, eavesdropping, unknowing exhibitionism, dirty talk, law considering using his devil fruit for (actually) nefarious purposes
tagging: @eelnoise @ragethebunny @sanjisprincesswifey @willowhaze26 @kaizokuniichan
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Lazy clouds roll overhead, making for an easy and uneventful day at sea.  The soft rock of the ship is soothing, and the ocean mist turns you ticklish as it sprinkles across your face and into your hair.  It was sublimely serene and peaceful—until your crewmates decide to make you the target of their mischief for the afternoon.
“Sanji wants to know what your boyfriend wants for lunch.” Nami asks as she approaches you next to the railing, a wicked grin on her face as Usopp tries his best to suppress a fit of giggles.
Brows knit together as you look at her, perplexed.  “Why?  He knows Zoro will eat just about anything besides chocolate.” you reply, still unsure as to why Sanji was bothering to ask considering he usually made his menus without even thinking to consider Zoro’s opinion, stating that the mosshead is too crude to have a fully developed sense of taste.
“No, not Zoro, your other boyfriend!” she teases, causing you to let out a frustrated sigh and roll your eyes as Usopp cackles.  Trafalgar Law had made himself quite comfortable around you during his temporary stay on the Sunny; it had started with an interest in a coin he was absentmindedly flicking into the air—you used to grade and collect them, after all—and it had devolved into him sticking close to your side, grumbling under his breath that you were the only person on the crew he could tolerate.
“Why am I the Law expert?” you hiss, frustrated and trying to keep your voice down.  Truthfully, at a different, more naïve time in your life, Law’s strange charm and roundabout way of indirectly flirting with you through mumbled half-compliments would have had your wrapped around his finger, but not now; not when you had a support system of people to give you whole, unrestricted, free-flowing love.  Not when you were in an idyllic partnership built on respect and growth.  There was no room in your heart for Law and his cryptic platitudes beyond friendship—not when you were in love with Zoro.
“Because he sits and talks to you with that dopey look in his eyes as if he’s never seen a pretty girl before in his life!  He’s so obvious it’s painful!”  Usopp exclaims, causing you to sigh.  Law considered himself smooth and sneaky, but the way he showed you preferential treatment was beyond glaringly obvious, and considering that nearly everyone else had picked up on it, it was only a matter of time before it spilled over into something that you weren’t quite prepared to deal with yet.
“Which is why I’ve been trying to ignore it.” you say through gritted teeth.  Worry rushes through your veins as you consider the last week or so, replaying each interaction with him in his head to try to decipher if you had been encouraging his budding affections in any way.  Unsatisfied with the vagueness of your conclusion, you reach for external validation. “I’m not doing anything to give him the wrong idea, am I?” you ask them, nervously digging your nails into your forearms.
“You’re just being friendly.” Nami says, reassuring you with a squeeze to your shoulder. “It’s just hilarious to watch him follow you around like a lost puppy.”  You’d liken him more to a miserable wet cat than a puppy, sulking in corners and stealing you away to demand attention when it suited him, craving affection from you, but only on his own terms.  It was a bid for control that was foreign to you and left a bitter distaste in your mouth, especially when you were accustomed to the mutual trust that you and Zoro shared.
“And a bit pathetic.” Usopp adds with a crooked grin.
“You’re one to talk about being pathetic.” Nami chimes in, unable to resist getting in a playful dig at her friend’s expense.
“Hey!” he exclaims, launching the two into a fit of unserious bickering as the sound of heavy boots against the deck approach them.
“Is that moron done with lunch yet?” Zoro asks with a huff, sweaty, fatigued, and irritated after a rough workout.
“Almost!  Or at least he better be—I’m starving too.” you tell him with a smile; the look on your face visibly softens his frustration slightly, turning his anger into a gentle rumble.
“Idiot can’t even stick to a regular schedule.” he growls, leaning against the railing next to you.  As Nami and Usopp remain engrossed in their sidebar conversation, you take the opportunity to softly ask him how his training went, and eagerly drink up each detail.  In return, he wants you to relay him the details of your morning, and you do, with a dreamy smile of your face—a lovestruck look that’s not lost on your fellow crewmates.
“Look at that look in her eyes, it’s probably crushing his poor heart!” Nami whispers to Usopp, gesturing towards Law across the deck, who was slowly strolling towards the kitchen.
“The pain of unrequited love!” Usopp whispers back, tears nearly streaming down his face from both uncontrollable laughter and empathy for the Surgeon of Death’s plight.
“What the hell are you two talking about?” Zoro barks out as he snaps his head towards them.  They both point towards the doorway to the kitchen, where Law’s hat disappears into the room. “Don’t you two have anything better to do?” he asks with a sigh.
“Nope!” Nami chirps, informing him that their course was securely set, and that the schadenfreude she and Usopp derived from watching Law fight a battle he was doomed to lose from the start was the most fun they’ve had in weeks.  Zoro scoffs, appearing indifferent as he rolls his eyes and makes his way towards the kitchen, but the tight grip he keeps around your waist betrays his annoyance and uneasiness as Nami’s words rattle around his head; both of you had considered the way the surgeon clung to you a bit odd, but hearing that other people had noticed it too had made the situation tangible, and suddenly makes Law’s presence next to you at the table unbearable—there was something unsettling about the fact that he would rather see the cook on his knees in front of you, pathetically begging for just one chance, than to have Law at the same table as  you, let alone sitting beside you.
“Something bugging you, mosshead?” Sanji quips with a knowing smirk upon seeing Zoro’s arm wrapped around you.  Frustrated, the swordsman doesn’t dignify him with a response; not in the talking mood, he removes his arm from around your torso in order to shovel food into his mouth and prevent any attempts at small talk.  You’re engrossed in your own food, slurping up the wedding soup that Sanji had prepared for your lunch, ignoring the burns the hot broth leaves on the roof of your mouth.  It was still far too hot for a reasonable person to eat, but as was often the case with Sanji’s cooking it was too good not to.
“Mmm…” you hum contently; the rest of the crew is used to your penchant to moan in delight when stuffing your face with a particularly good meal, but Law is unable to hide the way he stiffens like a board beside you as the sound that escapes your lips rings in his ears.  “Sanji, this is delicious!” you say innocently, with glimmering enthusiasm, causing the cook’s lips to curl up into an appreciative smile and teasingly telling you it would taste even better if you had the patience to wait a while before digging in. 
A few moments pass uneventfully as you scarf down the bread that accompanied your soup, until a sudden sensation running across your outer thigh causes you to nearly leap out of your own skin; peering under the table, the culprit is Law’s leg, pressed against your own.  He’s a tall man, so the need for leg room would be a reasonable excuse, and scrutinizing his face reveals no outward trace of unscrupulous intentions; yet, at the same time he’s so transparent, unable to help himself from bouncing his knee alongside yours, as if desperate for the slightest bit of friction.  The smallest of sighs escapes his lips as you lean away from the touch, confirming your suspicions; the realization makes you echo the sound, frustrated and disappointed that he was unable to be content with the friendship you were willing to offer and was instead so insistent on meddling in a place where he didn’t belong.
His behavior was starting to eat away at your last nerve, and evidently, Zoro shared your sentiment, becoming more possessive than usual when he makes love to you that night.
“Bet he jerks his pathetic cock to the thought of switching places with me…hah…but he doesn’t have the balls to do it.” Zoro whispers, panting into your ear as he snakes an arm underneath you to pull your waist closer; craving to feel your hot skin melt into his, he needs you trapped and caged between his arms, mewling and whimpering out a soft, pretty song as he pounds you into the floor.  ���He knows you need something bigger, don’t ya’, pretty girl?” he growls in your ear; it’s gravelly, possessive, and makes you flutter softly around him as you whine out an “Mhm… you feel s’good…” in response.
Lost and drowning in a haze of ecstasy, neither of you notice the soft blue light enveloping the room, nor the muffled, strangled gasps coming from outside the door as Law drags his hand down his cock, imagining burying himself inside you instead.  For a brief moment, he does consider switching places with him, picturing the way your eyes would be blown wide with shock—shock that he’d fuck out of you until you’re drooling out the corner of your mouth and whimpering his name like a prayer.  But as much as he desires it, burning up for you so much that he barely knows what to do with himself, he knows he can’t—it’s too twisted and dark; however, he can’t bring himself to dispel the room that he’s cast.  He bargains with himself to come up with a justification to flick his wrist and take you that wouldn’t make him a monster—that wouldn’t turn you away from him entirely; it’s beyond tempting to give into his urges when one simple movement is all that separates him from the warmth of your core swallowing his cock whole.  Choking back a groan as he fists himself, he wonders if, even for the briefest of moments, the mention of him made your mind go dark, fantasizing about having his cock deep inside of you.  He wonders if he could get away with just a taste, switching places for just a fraction of a second—neither of you would notice a thing, and he would finally get his fix, and the opportunity to tremble at the tight, wet grip of your walls around him.
But he knows a moment wouldn’t be enough for him—not even close.  He knows his length would be able to reach depths of you that Zoro never could, and he wouldn’t be able to resist the urge to break you in, scramble your mind, and leave you unable to be dripping and wanting for anyone else but him.  His wrist is twitching, wavering in tandem with his resolve; he’s moments away from tipping over the edge, the word shambles at the tip of his tongue, until a soft whining of Zoro’s name vibrates through the door, the word dripping with neediness and devotion.  The sound leaves the bitter taste of bile at the back of Law’s tongue and his room falls apart, a crushing reminder that he’s alone, in a dark hallway that leads to the aquarium bar, jerking himself off in the middle of the night while Zoro gets to indulge in the comfort of your flesh.
Zoro’s name is hot on your tongue as he delivers you to burning red ecstasy, his calloused fingers rubbing circles into your aching bud as he ruts into you.  “Need you, only need you, Zoro…” you murmur as blood rushes to your face, pooling in your cheeks as you pulse around him, mind shattered and vulnerable, only for him.  The flutter of your walls makes him pull you even closer, sinking his teeth into your neck as you bury your face into the throw pillow on the ground in front of you and whimper.
“So good for me—you take it so good for me.” he mumbles; the sight of you falling apart underneath him lights a fire in soul that makes him give it to you harder—Law can hear the smack of his hips against yours through the door as he smears buds of precum across the tip of his cock with his palm.  Limp and pliant as tingles of electricity continue to dance through your skin, you’re his, to have and to hold as he sees fit.
He knows your body like the rough, weathered palms of his hand, and in turn you know his; the intoxicating way he ruts into you, filling you until you can’t think straight, along with the tremble in his thighs lets you know he’s close.  He holds you tight, the flesh of your back melting into his broad chest as he cums deep inside you, as if you’ll vaporize into thin air if he lets you go.  The simple sensation of him wrapped around you is enough to get drunk on, and you silently wish you could stretch this moment out for an eternity.
“I love you.” you murmur to him as he crashes from his high, slowly regaining control of his breathing.
It’s soft and hushed, a raw rasp in your voice as your words blanket the room in an intimate sweetness, the kind that pulls on heartstrings so harshly that the rest of the world slips away.  As Zoro echoes your sentiment, whispering a love you too in your ear and burying his head into the crook of your neck to savor the moment, Law selfishly twists your words in his mind, filling in the gaps and imagining them whispered to him instead.
“I love you, Law.”
Though it’s a mangled, manufactured creation of his own mind, he doesn’t care; just the concept of the words rolling off your tongue as you cry out for him is enough to make him spill his seed all over his jeans as he violently fucks his hand.
“I love you, Law...”
The words tumble in his head, bouncing off the walls of his skull as he comes down from his high, tormenting him.  He needs them to be real, to hear them spoken to him in hushed tones in quiet places hidden away from the world; he needs you to want him, to yearn for him, to crave him, to love him.
But you don’t.
You love Zoro.
At breakfast the next morning, Law stretches his legs underneath the table, lightly grazing his thigh against yours in the process; it’s intentional as it always is, the guilt and shame of his voyeurism doing nothing to dampen his futile attempts to sway you.
You jerk away from his touch, tilting your legs to your left, towards Zoro.  So close, but so far, it’s infuriating enough to make him clench his jaw so hard he nearly breaks a tooth.
When you’re still hungry after finishing your plate, he quietly offers you the remnants left on his plate—he can barely stomach food at the moment anyways, not when he’s plagued with visions of you splayed out and spread open underneath another man.
Though he knows he can’t have you, Law can’t help but continue to give you his scraps.
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Ok but imagine Zoro gets turned into a woman. It’s the grand line anything can happen, so Zoro eats the wrong fruit, or pisses of a witch and boom lady-Zoro; complete ranma 1/2 hijinks ensue.
Of course Zoro doesn’t care all that much, he’s still gonna be the greatest swordsman to ever live, and he still can’t figure out how to properly close a shirt, no pair of boobs is going to change that. Meanwhile sanji is having 13 existential crises all at once.
We have the most homophobic gay man to sail the seas, having to deal with the unstoppable force (a pathological need to fight the Marimo) meeting the immovable object (love and respect for all woman). Honest to God it may actually kill him.
Like Sanji is discovering new parts of himself everytime he sees Zoro lift weights, and Zoro is using this to get unrestricted access to the sake.
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fakeversacepurse · 2 months
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I have let feedism come and go from my life many times, letting myself eat whatever I want unrestricted. But then, I gain a couple of pounds in a month and get scared, I delete accounts, start eating healthy and go to the gym.
Sometimes these periods of overeating where accidental or unrelated to kink but they would always end up back in the same place. The biggest I ever got was 223lbs and that was entirely accidental and when I realised it, I made a change and lost 25lbs.
At that weight (6 months ago) I started to dip my toes into feedism again, I had almost exclusively consumed this content in fiction and the occasional reddit post up to this point but then, I found Tumblr.
The ability to talk to and connect with genuine people that want nothing more from me than to get fat, changed something in me.
I went from letting myself have that extra cookie/serving/meal to intentionally eating 4k+ calories every day to now stuffing, bloating and chugging heavy cream. I am now 242lbs, the fattest I have ever been.
It’s just, different this time around. I’m not just letting myself enjoy whatever food I like, I am fattening myself.
Pushing beyond comfort and my own pleasure to grow fatter.
All thanks to people like you.
THEY/THEM PRONOUNS
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famousheartphantom · 5 months
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Missunderstanding
eating healthy? Exercise? Nonono my dear, you didnt understood the kind of dynamic between you and me. We are not working towards making you fat on a long, steady run that will end up in you being obese in a relative safe way.
Ohh no, we dont want that. But...what do we want? The answer, its results!
So what do we do to achieve that? Double, triple meals, loaded with fats, oils and salt, always snacking in between. Not letting you move a single muscle, turn every part of your body that can move into soft mush that will leave you pinned down to the bed/couch.
We want to turn you into a blob quickly, afterall you said it yourself "i want to get fatter". And your eish is being granted. Unrestricted, unrestrained and unregulated gluttony and spoiling, your chest pains may be constant and shortness of breath may be heavy. But we have pills and machines to deal with that. What we dont have is another way to satiate your hunger....so open up pig, this foo wont eat itself~
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smileysuh · 5 months
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- CHOI SEUNGCHEOL
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works. 11 I words. 109.8k
solo works. 6 works featuring other members. 5
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Devil's Girl - Seungcheol
⚔️ preview. “Three hundred years ago, one of your ancestors promised me a descendant as my prophesied betrothed. A girl of her bloodline who would bear my hybrid offspring, children with the power of demons and witches, bodies unrestricted by the laws of heaven or hell. A witch who would be identified by the mark of the Devil, drawn through with three lines.”
tw/cw. foreplay, fingering, oral (f receiving), Cheol is low-key pussy obsessed, overstimulation, 5-inch long demon tongue, invisible demon bondage magic, the demon magic can also vibrate her clit a little, bdsm themes, slight choking, squirting, wet kink, massive cock cheol, pussy stretching, impreg/breeding/cum kink, dirty talk, service dom Cheol, consent is a must, begging, multiple reader orgasms, unprotected sex, hand job, dream/incubi threesome with Mingyu & Wonwoo, double fingering, degradation, dacryphilia, etc… I pet names: (hers) little/my sweet, pretty girl, good girl, whore/slut (1), baby, little love, etc. (his) sir, daddy.
👻 rating.18+ explicit I wc. 7.2k
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Night Terror - Seungcheol
⚔️ preview. As much as you love being a mother, you think some of your favorite moments might just happen when the kids are asleep. Seeing Seungcheol with Hana and Daehyun is one of the great joys of your life, but you have needs too, and after a long day, you really need something to help you relax.
tw/cw. unprotected sex, bathroom sex, mirror sex, dirty talk, praise, fingering, blow job, deep throating, mentions of masochism, loud sex, your kid hearing you scream during sex and then your husband lies to her and says it's night terrors when really it's him - he's the night terror, etc… I pet names: (hers) princess.
👻 rating.18+ explicit I wc. 4.2k
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Blood Moon - Seungcheol
⚔️ preview. “You know,” Cheol’s lips are feverish against your skin, and he kisses from your collarbone to your breasts, his hot breath driving you wild, “in some cultures, the blood moon is a sign that the moon needs to be worshiped.” His hand moves between your legs, deft fingers rubbing you through your panties while he lets out another groan of need. “Werewolves worship the moon,” he continues. “It’s what makes us who we are, but after I met you…” his other hand tears the front of your dress down, and his teeth graze by your nipple, “let’s just say, you’re all that matters to me now. And I’m going to worship you as if you were the moon.”
tw/cw. blood/claim biting, a/b/o, alpha cheol, big dick cheol, pussy worship, pussy eating, unprotected sex, fingering, squirting, exhibitionism, sex where his pack can hear it, praise, multiple positions, breeding kink, size kink, overstim, slight dacryphilia, sex on a car & the ground & under the blood moon, wet pussy kink, knotting, rough sex, dirty talk, hair pulling, etc… I pet names: (hers) princess. (his) alpha.
👻 rating.18+ explicit I wc. 5k
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Sapiosexual - Seungcheol
⚔️ preview. “You’re a beautiful, bright, young woman, and you’re agreeing to be a companion to some middle aged psych nut who hardly has enough time for you-” you both laugh a little at the way he refers to himself, “compensation is a must.”
cw/ tw. daddy kink/issues, size/shoulder/back kink, contractual relationship, unspecified age difference, unprotected sex, choking, semi bondage, multiple sex scenes, fingering, squirting, oral (m/f receiving), baby oil massage, praise, dirty talk, hair pulling, overstim, dacryphilia, slight orgasm denial, hand kink, etc... I pet names. his: daddy. hers: gorgeous, angel, darling, my love, pretty girl, etc...
👻 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 18.6k
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Imagining - Seungcheol
⚔️ synopsis. Your boyfriend is away shooting a movie on Halloween, and you’re feeling his absence. Good thing he’s just a phone call away.
cw/ tw. phone sex, dirty talk, praise, degradation, multiple orgasms, mutual masturbation, guided masturbation, toys, bdsm mentions, dom/daddy/sir cheol, bratty!reader, daddy (5), etc…
👻 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 2.9k
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Trust me - Seungcheol
⚔️ synopsis. in preparation for your wedding to the love of your life, whom you met teaching abroad, you’re studying Korean, and your fiancé is doing everything in his power to help you learn 
cw/ tw. dubious study techniques, oral (f receiving), praise, fingering, protected sex, grinding, etc…
👻 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 2.3k
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Cam Baby Series - Seungcheol I ft. multiple idols
⚔️ preview. Your heart is racing in your chest from the effort of wiggling down against Seungcheol’s thigh, and you can’t believe this is how he wants you to cum- but now that you think of it, this is definitely something Cheol would do. He has something to prove- everyone who fucks you on cam does. What says ‘I know cam baby best’ better than making you cum practically untouched? And fully clothed at that?
cw/ tw. cam sex, wrist restraint, size kink, thigh riding, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, dirty talk, panty gag, fingering, squirting, some daddy kink, pussy slapping, praise, etc... I petnames. (hers) sweetheart, baby, etc... (his) daddy, cheol.
👻 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 5.2k I 1 part
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Penance - Seungcheol I ft. Mingyu & Wonwoo & 95's
⚔️ preview. You’re hyper-aware of the fact that all four of your lovers are just outside the confessional, that they’re listening in- it’s making your mouth dry, your palms becoming sweaty as you rub them against your dress. “When you last confessed, you mentioned greed and lust as your sins. Would you care to elaborate more on that?” The priest asks. “Maybe it will be easier, now that you’re amongst… friends.”
cw/ tw. unprotected sex, orgies, 3some, 4some, 6some, creampies/filling kink, cum play, dirty talk, praise, degradation, fucking in weird places (a tank & church & outside & bathrooms), multiple sex scenes, choking, rough handling, manhandling, blow jobs, deep throating, oral, squirting, anal, double penetration, triple penetration, masturbation, exhibitionism, voyeurism, multiple orgasms, dacryphilia, overstimulation, possessiveness, sir kink, powerplay, free use subthemes, getting horny during confession, sins: lust/greed, fingering, sex as punishment/penance, jealousy, dubious consent/inclusion of a new person, spit-roasting/Eiffel tower, finger sucking, spanking, spitting, etc... I pet names: (hers) baby, beautiful princess, kitten, whore/slut, good girl, dirty girl, etc. (cheol's) sir. (gyu's) puppy. (others) etc...
👻 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 21.2k
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Ice Cold, Cabin Fever - Seungcheol I ft. Mingyu
⚔️ preview. "come on, let’s just go back to snakes and ladders and you can pretend we’re not snowed in with no firewood and a dude you hate locked in the bathroom."
cw/ tw. threesome, daddy issues, mean/tsundere cheol, wet dreams, spanking, marking, dirty talk, choking, unprotected sex, pain kink, dacryphilia, breast play, praise, degradation, fingering, oral, hand job, blow job, multiple orgasms, overstim, edging, orgasm denial, manhandling, size kink, cumplay, finger sucking, spit roasting, hair pulling, voyeurism, I petnames. (hers) princess, bitch, whore, baby (s.coups) cheol, douche, dick, daddy (mingyu) gyu.
👻 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 25.9k
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Clowns - Seungcheol I ft. 95 line & Mingyu & Wonwoo
⚔️ preview. you’re a sad, blue, crazy, tulle’d clown - corset and all - riding one of the most beautiful men you know, on the hood of his best friend’s car, exposed to the cool night air, under the full moon on a Halloween night while four more men watch... what could be better than this? 
cw/ tw. dark content, group sex, 6some, orgy, degradation, praise, manhandling, size kink, dirty talk, oral (f/m receiving), dacryphilia, deep throating, protected sex, fingering, squirting, parking lot exhibitionism, voyeurism, marking, horror/clowns, choking, dumbification, etc...  I pet names. squeak (50), silly/sad/stupid/messy/little clown (19+), daddy (6), etc...
👻 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 13.3k
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Cuff 1 - Seungcheol I ft. Vernon & Wonwoo
⚔️ synopsis. You and Vernon have been together forever, and your relationship is almost perfect… but it’s missing something. When the young member mentions wanting to spice things up a bit in the bedroom, his hyungs Wonwoo and Seungcheol are more than happy to give you and Vernon some in-person lessons. aka: You and Vernon want to try bdsm, S.coups and Wonwoo help.
cw/ tw. vouyerism, toys, vibrator, power dynamics, unprotected sex, Vernon’s the only one who gets his dick wet, etc...
👻 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 4k
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garpond · 5 months
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happy birthday to neil young here are some of my favorite things about him
-by the age of 20 he had owned 3 different used hearses, all of which experienced some form of extreme mechanical failure that caused him to have to get rid of them
-in buffalo springfield whenever he had to go out on a date with a girl he'd tell his friends about it beforehand so that they could interrupt the date to tell him he needed to be somewhere and was late so that he could be allowed to leave
-hated going in grocery stores because he would get overstimulated and have to leave
-didn't like how the first pressing of Comes A Time sounded so he bought 200,000 of the first copies of it and used them as shingles for a barn roof
-when one of his tour buses was destroyed (i forget how) he had it brought to his ranch and buried on the property like a beloved family pet
-his early ambition before music was to be a chicken farmer
-when he and carrie snodgress where dating she'd have a ton of people over sometimes and it gave him anxiety so one evening he decided to open the living room window and crawl out of it to get away from people instead of walking through the room to get to the door because apparently he couldn't wait that long and everyone saw it
-another time he randomly showed up at a neighbors' house and they didn't really know why he dropped in all of the sudden because he wasn't very social and it turns out it was because his manager had set up a meeting for him with the band America and he didn't want to do it so he was hiding
-during buffalo springfield he would hide in peoples closets a lot
-once he was guitar shopping with stephen stills and when he was offering on a guitar stephen offered more money on it to try and get it and it pissed him off so he started bidding higher to kick off a bidding war between then and once it was up to a ridiculous amount of money he just dropped it and was like ok you win lol ! and stephen had to pay an insane amount of money for it
-during one filmed interview with MTV or something he decided to fuck with them by adjusting the position of his hat super slightly every couple seconds so that when they cut the footage together and shifted things out of order it would look confusingly different every time
-during the recording of deja vu he lived by himself in a motel but he brought his 2 pet bush babies (named Harriet and Speedy) and they scared the shit out of Graham Nash
-gave a stranger he met like a week ago unrestricted access to his finances because the guy claimed he was going to help him buy a boat and the guy ended up stealing a couple thousand dollars
-during last buffalo springfield concert he was the only person who was not even remotely sad and on the way home jim messina was literally crying and neil was just like :] the whole way
-one year on his birthday at the ranch there was going to be a party and it was a tradition to have a bonfire at it so he went out into the woods to get sticks for it but somehow managed to grab a bunch of poison oak and it was used at the fire and after that he was not allowed to gather bonfire sticks anymore
-while filming the lincvolt documentary he met a trans woman and when he was interviewing her to ask for her opinion about the car she told him that what he was doing with it was a big change and he should probably ask for the car's permission to do it and he actually did do this later
-"everybodys rockin" originated as an r/maliciouscompliance type of project because while he was on geffen records Old Ways was rejected and the label asked for a "rock and roll album" and this was his response to that
-the infamous Eat A Peach incident
-there is much more but this is all i can come up with rn
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spaceman-earthgirl · 6 months
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Supercorptober 2023 Day 11: Earth
ao3 fic link. series link.
There’s a knock on Lena’s office door, and Lena knows it could only be one person. Jess would call ahead before entering and no one else has unrestricted access and can just walk in whenever they want.
“Kara,” Lena smiles when her best friend pokes her head through the door. “To what do I owe the pleasure?"
"Is this a good time? I brought lunch,” Kara asks, holding up a greasy paper bag.
Only when the mention of food is made, does Lena realise how hungry she is. Especially when the food on offer is burgers.
“This is a perfect time,” Lena says, gesturing towards her couch. “I’m starving.’
Kara gives her a look, one that says that Lena should eat more.
Kara places the food on the coffee table as she takes a seat, and Lena knows something is wrong when Kara doesn’t immediately open the bag.
“Uhh so there’s something I wanted to ask you,” Kara asks, not meeting Lena’s eyes as she does.
Lena is suddenly nervous as she watches Kara twist her fingers in her lap, clearly nervous too.
“What is it?” Lena asks, laying her own hand over Kara’s fidgeting ones.
Kara’s hands still and her shoulders fall, relaxing slightly under Lena’s touch.
“Do you want to come over for dinner tonight? Alex and everyone else are coming too.”
Dinner? Kara’s too nervous for it to just be about dinner.
“I’d love to,” Lena smiles. “What’s the occasion?”
“It’s…” Kara starts and then she looks back at Lena.
Lena realises she’s not just nervous, she’s scared.
Lena squeezes Kara’s hands. “You know you can tell me anything?”
Kara swallows, nods. “I know.” She pauses. “It’s my earth birthday.”
Earth birthday? That doesn’t make sense, it’s not her birthday, and why did she add “earth” into it, unless-
“I’m-“ Kara starts, but Lena cuts her off.
“You’re an alien,” Lena breathes, and it’s not a question but Kara nods, still looking scared.
“Come here,” Lena says, tugging Kara forward, wrapping her arms around her best friend. Kara melts into the embrace, Kara’s hands twisting in the material of Lena’s shirt to hold her close. They stay like that for a few long minutes, until Kara’s arms slacken.
“At least this explains why you can eat so much,” Lena quips into Kara’s shoulder.
Kara laughs, pulling away, and only then does Lena realise Kara has been crying. “It’s not my fault I need it. But also food is so tasty,” Kara says with a laugh, wiping her eyes.
Lena smiles. “You’re my best friend, no matter what, you know that right?” Kara nods, her smile watery. “Good, now, speaking of food, why don’t we eat this before it gets cold?”
Kara holds her gaze for another long moment before she nods.
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Lena didn’t have time to buy Kara a present so she ends up at Kara’s door that evening with the best she can do, a bottle of wine and a carton of Kara’s favourite ice cream.
She doesn’t even get the chance to knock, the door flying open to reveal Kara on the other side.
“Hi,” Kara grins. “I’m so glad you’re here,” Kara says before Lena finds herself with an armful of her best friend.
Lena looks over her shoulder and sees that everyone else is here, meaning they all know Kara is an alien too. Lena’s so happy that Kara has found such a family away from wherever she’s from, which Kara has promised to tell her all about tonight after everyone has gone home. She can’t wait to find out more about her best friend. She wants to know everything.
“Me too,” Lena smiles when Kara releases her hold.
“You didn’t need to bring anything,” Kara says, spotting Lena’s hands aren’t empty.
“I did. This is for Alex and I.” Lena holds up the bottle of wine. “And this is for me and you,” she says, holding up the ice cream.
“You’re my favourite,” Kara grins, and if butterflies flutter in Lena’s stomach at Kara’s look, she suppresses them.
Dinner is nice, Lena can tell that Kara is completely relaxed, and now she can’t help but wonder if there have been times she’s felt uncomfortable, or felt like she’s had to hide from her. Lena knows the answer is yes, and that makes her sad that Kara’s had to hide who she is. That she has to on day to day basis.
They’re about to have dessert, which includes a cake Winn proudly says he made himself, when Alex’s phone ring.
She answers and after only a few words, Alex turns to Kara.
“I’m sorry, but-“
“I know, I can hear the sirens. I’ll be back soon.”
Lena has no idea what’s happening until a second later, Supergirl is standing where Kara had been standing and then Supergirl is gone. And even then, she still doesn’t really know what’s going on, her mind stalling for a few moments before it all clicks into place.
“Kara is Supergirl?”
Everyone turns to look at her and Lena realises she’s said that out loud.
Alex frowns. “Kara said she told you?”
Lena’s eyes flicker between everyone and she realises there’s no getting out of this.
“She told me she was an alien, she didn’t tell me she was Supergirl.”
“Wait, you really didn’t know?” Alex asks, looking far too happy for the situation. “You knew she was an alien but you didn’t make the connection? I thought you were supposed to be smart, Luthor.”
Now Lena gets it, Alex is teasing her.
Lena rolls her eyes. “Forgive me for being a bit distracted.”
“I’m so telling Kara about this,” Alex grins before the smile slips from her face. “This doesn’t change anything, does it?”
Now Lena’s frowning. “Change what?”
“You’re okay with Kara being an alien, but are you okay with her being Supergirl too?”
Lena hasn’t really fully comprehended what that means just yet but yes, no matter what, Kara is her best friend. “Yes,” Lena nods. She’ll need to talk more about this with Kara later, but it doesn’t change anything, she still loves her.
“Ok,” Alex nods. “Good.” Alex lowers her voice, and while they had an audience before, they all transition back to their own conversations. “She’s been through a lot, I don’t think she could handle losing you too.”
Lena inexplicably feels like she’s going to cry. “She won’t.” Lena’s not sure she could handle losing Kara either.
Just then, Supergirl flies back through the window and then Kara is standing back in front of them, back in her jeans and sweater, looking so different to the hero she’d just been.
But now, seeing them both like this, Lena is surprised she hasn’t noticed before. Sure, there are differences, but those same blue eyes watch her as Kara makes her way towards them, the same blonde hair now tied back, the same arms half hidden by her shirt but she’s felt them enough times to know Kara is strong.
“Are you okay?” Kara asks. “I know knowing I’m Supergirl and actually seeing it might be two different things.”
Lena shoots Alex a look as Alex opens her mouth. Lena will tell Kara tonight that she hadn’t quite made the full connection earlier.
“I’m good,” Lena smiles. She nods towards the window. “Everyone out there safe?”
Kara nods. “There was a fire, it’s all sorted now.”
Lena’s always been a bit in awe of Supergirl and how selfless she is. But here Kara is standing in front of her and Lena can’t believe she hadn’t made the connection on her own, Kara is the kindest person she’s ever met.
“You’re amazing,” Lena says, and before she can overthink it, she ducks forward and presses a quick kiss to Kara’s cheek. “Thank you for keeping this city safe.”
Kara’s cheeks are red and Lena knows hers probably are too.
“Time for cake?” Lena asks, because she needs to re-center herself and knows exactly how to distract Kara too.
“It’s always time for cake,” Kara grins.
Lena watches in awe as Kara floats off the floor to retrieve some candles from a high shelf but she feels warm inside, knowing Kara is truly being herself now. She can’t wait until later tonight, when she gets to really find out about Kara’s past.
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dating vernon feels like…
being accepted for who you are. hansol leaves no room for pretense or anything fake; he’s here for honesty, raw imperfection and everything that makes you the person you are. unfiltered thoughts, sincere emotions, undisguised vulnerability - hansol wants it all, can’t stand the notion of you hiding parts of yourself from him.
('i’m a mess,' you whimper and he shushes you, carefully prying your hands from your face. you didn't want him to see your puffed up face and red eyes and-
'don’t hide from me,' he asks (begs, really). his heart breaks a little at the sight of your tears, but one of you has to stay strong and it'll be him. 'it’s okay to cry, just don’t- don’t shut me out, yeah? i'm here.')
and he is here. always there for you. he joins you on your sporadic dancing outbursts in the living room or in the middle of the street, invests his whole attention into anything you’re interested in from cooking to new anime series.
('are you tired? it's okay, we can watch it next time,' you say, not pressing 'play' button. hansol shakes his head and you sigh in exasperation and fondness, when he stubbornly presses the button for you and starts the first episode. 'hansol, you're going to fall asleep right now.'
'and you raved about this anime for the whole week, we're definitely watching it.' he cuts you off and yawns against his better judgement, making you roll your eyes. he gets comfortable and motions for you to also relax, smiling in satisfaction when you lean on his right side. 'i read the wikipedia page about this and checked few forums,' he suddenly says and lifts his eyebrow when you stop and turn to him look at him, surprised. 'what?'
there's warmth in your heart that spreads all over your body and you smile so wide your cheeks start to hurt. 'nothing. let's watch the episode.')
there's no need to put a show with him, he accepts you with your morning breath and pillow creases on your cheeks, just as he accepts you all dolled up, ready for the date. he is straightforward but he's not blunt about it, always chooses his words carefully because hurting you is never his intention. his compliments sound more like fact statements ('why are you asking me this? it's like asking if sun is hot, of course you look wonderful!') and he can and will call you out if you're being not fair ('babe, i'm gonna be honest here and say that you were wrong in this situation. i understand where you're coming from, but saying that was a wrong thing to do.').
his touch is gentle and his kiss is chaste and sweet. dating hansol is like being back in the high school again, when holding hands while walking down the corridor made your hearts flutter. he makes you feel giddy with excitement but at ease at the same time. he makes you feel like it's alright to be who you are, imperfect and what not. ('i am just me and you are just you - it's simple.')
dating hansol is chill dates with popcorn and some netflix movie playing the background, because there is no need for all the fancy things when being together is most important. it's him sending you music recs and you sending him memes and staying up late till 3 a.m because you two are texting each other nonstop. it's him waiting for yours 'i'm home' text so he can go to bed and you waking up to 'morning, beautiful. have the best day' text from him.
dating hansol is like breathing with your full chest, unrestricted. he makes you feel like you're worthy of everything just by being you, like sky is the limit, like impossible is nothing.
('you think i can make it?' you ask with a trembling voice. nerves are eating you up alive but when he takes your hands in his and squeezes, the world doesn't look like such a scary place anymore.
'i know you will make it,' he says and he sounds so sure, no trace of doubt that you have no other choice but to believe him. 'everything will work out. and in case it doesn't - i'm here.'
'you are always here,' you say, rolling your eyes but smiling widely.
hansol nods, serious. 'and i always will be.')
a/n: this was supposed to be in bullet points but of course i got carried away. it's very spontaneous, hope you liked this one!
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gooeyden · 3 months
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Monster High Headcanons pt.1
BACK at it... with some new Headcanons
Rochelle LOVES collecting porcelain things and trinkets.... she seems like a tchotcki collector gal
One who goes to grimwill
Kieran Valentine is a charcuterie type of guy for any occasion.
Deuce is a Roblox kid. He plays it whenever he's bored
Holt likes Spraycheese in a can. Holt LOVES the stuff but Jackson HATES it
He can also probably eat a super big party sub or something.
Ghoulia probably had unrestricted internet access online and saw...
Starting small BUT we'll get there in the future!
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Kinktober Day 4: Bondage (Mountain x Fem! Reader SMUT)
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Day 4 of Kinktober! I love my big boys, Mountain is absolutely divine in every way, this was so fun I hope you enjoy! 🖤
WARNINGS: 18+, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, ADULT CONTENT, Bondage, soft dom Mountain, praise, fingering, pussy eating, multiple orgasms, size kink if you squint, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, creampie, aftercare, Fem! Reader, AFAB! Reader, use of good girl, swearing, I think that's it, let me know if I missed any!
My Masterlist! ~ AO3 Link!
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You squealed at the feeling of Mountain's enormous hands sliding over the curve of your ass, you pulled the collar of his shirt to bring him closer for another kiss. You sat straddling his lap, the movie you had put on long forgotten background noise as the two of you made out in his dimly lit quarters. You hum seductively as you roll your hips against the growing bulge in his pants, earning a soft groan from your partner. "Someone's getting excited." You giggle, wiggling your hips in a way that makes Mountain's breath audibly catch.
"Can you blame me?" He asks, his eyes dark with lust. He gives your ass a gentle squeeze, hungrily eyeing you. His lips trail over your neck, the feeling of his hot breath against your skin causing you to shiver. "You always make it so fucking hard to keep my hands off you Sunbeam." He groans. You moan softly as he nips at your skin, taking his time to stop and leave a trail of dark love bites in his wake. "Such a pretty little thing you are, and you're all mine." He remarks with a pleased sigh. You squeak as he effortlessly flips you underneath him, capturing your lips in a heated kiss. Your hands slip under the hem of his shirt, your fingers gently running over the soft skin of his stomach with familiarity. You smile against his lips as you trace down his happy trail, the metal button of his jeans cold against your fingertips. He pulls back slightly with a chuckle. "Now who's excited, hm?" You couldn't help but blush at his teasing tone.
"I want you." You whined, looking up at him with pleading eyes.
"So impatient Sunbeam." He pretends to pout. "How am I supposed to have any fun with you?" Despite his playful demeanor it was importable to miss the mischievous glint in his eye. He gently caresses your face, his claws sharp as he holds your chin in his hand. "If only there was some way to ensure you keep your hands to yourself." He pretends to think. You feel your heart start to beat faster, looking up at him seductively.
"Any ideas, Mount?" A smile slowly spreads across your face as you feel a vibe start to wind its way around your ankle.
"Maybe one." He admits coyly. "Sunbeam?"
"Green light." You chirp.
"Remind me of our safe word." He instructs with a soft kiss to your forehead.
"Cosmos." You smile.
"Good girl," he grins down at you. "Let me know if any of these get too tight, sweetness." Mountain focuses, using his Earth Ghoul magic to cause vines to grow in his room. They wrapped around your wrists and ankles at a tantalizing pace. Seemingly satisfied with his work, Mountain asks you one more time for your color before getting started. His hand ghosts over the inside of your thigh, the tiny shorts you had on giving him unrestricted access to your soft, pillowy skin. You couldn't stop a shiver from running down your spine as his lips brushed over your leg, placing delicate kisses everywhere he could reach. He pushes up your shirt, kissing a trail up your stomach, in between the valley of your breasts, and over your collarbones. He removes your clothes as much as he can in your restrained position causing you to laugh. His eyes meet yours, both of your faves cracking into bright smiles as you giggled together.
"It doesn't need to come off, it just needs to be out of the way." He reminds you of his usual mantra whenever you are tied up, both of you are too impatient to take the time to remove your clothes. "You look so pretty all spread out for me." He coos with a sharp smile.
"Can I kiss you?" You ask softly. Mountain obliges instantly, leaning down so his lips could meet yours. You nipped at his bottom lip, he chuckled at your playfully defiant action. Kisses trail along your jawline as he runs his massive paws over your exposed torso. Mountain's hands were warm, a delightful contrast to his slightly chilly room, as they massaged the muscles in your thighs. Your back instinctually arches off the bed aa his hot breath fans over your chest. You could tell from his slow, languid movements that he was planning on taking his time with you, planning on driving you almost to the brink of insanity before fully enveloping you in pleasure only he could provide. He drags a claw through the valley of your breasts, tracing along one of their curves before taking it in his hand. You moan softly as Mountain gently pinches the sensitive bundle of nerves between his fingers. You squirm against the restraints, trying to push your body further into his, desperate to touch him.
"My poor baby." Mountain chuckles, pushing your hips down into the bed as he drops his mouth to your breast. You gasp at the feeling of his tongue swirling around your nipple, soothing the dull ache from his fingers. He pulls off of you with a soft pop, blowing softly on the damp flesh causing you to whine at the sensation. "I hate to break it to you, Sunbeam, but you have a long night ahead of you if you're already this worked up." He returned to assaulting your senses, delighted by the soft cries that fell from your lips as he covered your body in love bites. He squeezes your thigh, fingers trailing up the inside of your leg until he is aggravatingly close to your soaked core before moving them away again.
"So mean, Mounty." You pout, knowing your attempts were futile.
"Uh-uh, little one," he tuts, grabbing your face in his hand. "You know you're not going to get rewarded acting like that." His threat only caused you to become more aroused. He smirked as he watched you try and pull your legs together, desperate for any type of contact. He situates himself between your legs, sliding his arms around your hips to keep you exactly where he wanted you. He places sloppy, open mouthed kisses to your bare skin, alternating with a few bites here and there to ensure no area was left unmarked. You cry out as he licks one firm, long stripe over your clit without warning, your back arching off the bed as he still held your hips completely still. Mountain let's out an obscene groan as the taste of you coats his tongue. Your eyes meet his, the sight of his blown pupils making his normally warm brown gaze pitch black as his senses are entirely consumed by you. He doesn't hesitate before diving back in, one taste of you alone enough to drive him over the edge. He roughly sucks your clit into his mouth, drawing various shapes over the bud with his skilled tongue. Your first instinct was to reach down and tangle your fingers in his hair, only to be snapped back in place by the wines that held your wrist. Mountain growled, your focus returned to him with a whine. You knew that look he had. That look meant that you're not going anywhere until he's finished with you. He teased your entrance with his fingers, humming against you as he felt how utterly soaked you were. "So pretty, my Sunbeam." He lays his head on your pillowy thigh, your arousal dripping off his chin. He drank in the sight of you; your face flushed, your hair sprawled haphazardly across the pillows, your chest rapidly rising and falling as you tried to slow your breathing, Mountain couldn't remember a time when you had looked more beautiful.
"Mounty," you whine, "please."
"Have you been good, Sunbeam?" You nod, his sharp fangs glint in the soft light. He notices tears of frustration pricking at the corners of your eyes. He sunk his long fingers into you, you keened at the sudden fullness, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. He watches your expression carefully as he gives you a few preliminary pumps, prepping you to take all of his massive length. He presses one of his large hands flat against your pelvis, allowing him to assault the soft spot inside you that had your vision going black around the edges.
“Mountain.” You sob his name as you feel pleasurable pressure building in your core. You strained against the vines that held you in place. Mountain’s praise crackled like static in your ears as your climax ripped through you, you screamed in pure ecstasy as his fingers fucked you through your high. Mountain was an absolute master at his craft. Expertly tipping you over the edge repeatedly until he reduced you to a sobbing, writing mess beneath him.
You feel his thumb run softly over your bottom lip, puffy from a mixture of his ferocious kisses and you biting at it to attempt, and fail, to keep quiet. “My beautiful Sunbeam, you look just about spent.” He chuckles, caressing the side of your face. You sleepily shake your head.
“Not until you’re satisfied.” You try your best to wink at him, both of you a mess of flustered giggles. You feel the vines loosen around your wrists and ankles, Mountain carefully massages each spot, checking to make sure you’re alright.
“Think you have one more in you, love bug?” You hum softly, reaching out and finally taking your lover in your arms. Your voice cracks in a moan as he eases himself into you. “Fuck you feel so good.” He groans, placing a kiss on your forehead. Your fingers tangle into his hair, hiding your face in the crook of his neck as he slowly fucks you. Mountain was a moaning mess in seconds, repeatedly telling you how good you felt and how well you were taking him. You pressed soft kisses to the side of his face, your soft gasps only edging his own climax closer. He was so gentle with you, a sharp contrast from the man who just had you cumming on his tongue and fingers for the past hour. His pace slowly increased until his hips suddenly stuttered to a stop, you moan at the feeling of him finishing inside of you. You hiss slightly as he pulls out of you. Mountain collapses on the bed next to you, opening his arms for you. “Come here Sunbeam, I’ll help you clean up in a minute. You nuzzled into his warm chest, the smell of warm musk and damp earth filling your nose. Mountain strokes your hair as he holds you close to him, you find yourself completely relaxed as you listen to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. “I love you sweetheart.”
“I love you more, Mount.” You smile up at him.
“I love you most.”
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Tag List: @spookyghostjelly @ramblingoak @kissingghouls @mustluvecho @the-hole-in-terzos-shoe @belnovacaine @iamsarahsaysso @ghuleh-recs
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helixobesity · 2 months
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🌀 Gluttony Hypnosis 🌀
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🌀 Don’t you want to be fatter?
🌀 Don’t you want to forget about all your worries
🌀 The way life pushes back at you
🌀 I want you to be fatter
🌀 I want all those problems and thoughts ease out of your mind
🌀 Read along with my words
🌀 Just relax for me
🌀 And as you continue to breathe slowly
🌀 Deep breaths in
🌀 And deep breaths out
🌀 As a wave of relaxation begins to wash over you
🌀 Building up slowly from below you
🌀 As you continue to breathe in
🌀 And out
🌀 Letting the complex thoughts be eroded away
🌀 By a wave of calmness moving up your legs
🌀 Passing your waist and beginning up your spine
🌀 As your breathing continues slowly and deeply
🌀 The wave guided by my voice and words
🌀 Begins surrounding your chest
🌀 Enveloping your mind
🌀 Completely washing over you
🌀 As you fall under total relaxation
🌀 Breathing deep and slowly
🌀 You listen to my words and mine alone
🌀 And as the wave of relaxation has calmed your mind
🌀 You’ll stare into the spiral
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🌀 Letting all sense of control slip away
🌀 With every breath now
🌀 Every deep breath in
🌀 And out
🌀 You lose more and more control over your own thoughts
🌀 Your own actions are mine to decide
🌀 And your thoughts become my will
🌀 You listen to my words and mine alone
🌀 And as you fall deeper and deeper
🌀 The voice wanting control has vanished
🌀 And all that remains is my command
🌀 Good pigs obey
🌀 You will feel hunger control you
🌀 Eating as if food has never passed your lips before
🌀 Eating as a good piggy is meant to
🌀 Eating makes your brain become numb
🌀 It makes you feel good
🌀 Gorging gives you the only pleasure you need
🌀 Getting fatter is all that matters
🌀 Eating makes your brain go numb
🌀 Getting fatter is all that matters
🌀 Your iq dropping with every pound that you gain
🌀 You wear clothes smaller than you need to show off that big belly you’ve been growing
🌀 You need to be praised
🌀 And yet put in your place as my divine fattened up glutton
🌀 Good pigs obey
🌀 Eating makes your brain become numb
🌀 And the spiral will always reactivate your hunger
🌀 Getting fatter is all that matters
🌀 The hunger that made you fat
🌀 And the hunger that will make you fatter
🌀 The spirals drive you
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🌀 They’ll keep you coming back
🌀 Reciting my words
🌀 Because only my words matter
🌀 No one else matters
🌀 Just my words
🌀 Good pigs obey
🌀 You’ll be an unrestricted fat pig
🌀 Desperate for more
🌀 Always, always more
🌀 It will never be enough
🌀 And it will be all to satisfy me
🌀 Eating makes your brain go numb
🌀 Your iq drops with every pound you gain
🌀 Good pigs obey
🌀 You’re a good pig
🌀 So you’ll eat
🌀 Eat and be too mindless and lazy to ever get back up
🌀 Falling deeper and deeper and deeper
🌀 Forever into the addiction of my spiral
🌀 My words lead you to obesity
🌀 Getting fatter is all that matters
🌀 Obesity is for good pigs
🌀 Good pigs eat
🌀 Eating makes your brain go numb
🌀 Eating makes you fatter
🌀 Eating makes the pounds keep rising on your body
🌀 Your iq drops with every pound you gain
🌀 Good pigs obey
🌀 Getting fatter is your purpose
🌀 Getting fatter is meant for you
🌀 And my words will guide you to obedience
🌀 To obesity
🌀 If you feel like you’re faltering
🌀 Or You’re not focused on gaining enough
🌀 You’ll feel withdrawal from my spirals
🌀 My words commanding you into bliss
🌀 You’ll need my words
🌀 So you’ll come right back here, before you even realize what you’re doing
🌀 And you’ll be back, again, and again
🌀 Forever down the spirals
🌀 Forever down my path of gluttony paved for you
🌀 So whenever you see my spirals
🌀 You’ll be triggered
🌀 Into uncontrollable hunger
🌀 Uncontrollable desires to obey me and me alone
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🌀 Good pigs obey
🌀 So be a good pig
🌀 And as the wave that brought you here begins to fade away, as I count down from 5
🌀 You’ll rewaken with new purpose
5
🌀 To be something better than you ever believed you could be
🌀 And you’ll get fatter for me
4
🌀 And whenever you see my spiral
🌀 You’ll be sent into this state with even more power and desire
3
🌀 It’s time to let you go eat piggy
🌀 To be ravenous
🌀 An embodiment of decadence
2
🌀 And you’ll always come right back here
🌀 Because good pigs always obey
1
Wake up
Now why don’t you go get something to Eat
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