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blingblong55 · 5 days
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Graves: what're ya gunna do to me? I ain't scared o' yew!
Ghost: we know, to American for that, we though someone else could deal wit' ya
*he steps back, allowing grave to see the door, it opens and two eyes stare at grave from the darkness, a wide manic grim full of sharp then appears as well, and graves eyes widen and he begins to struggle in the chair he's tied to*
Graves: no, no! Y-you need me! You can't kill me! Please!
*Ghost tunes and walks out of the room, passing a VERY pissed off from as they walk into the room. He closes the door behind him just as Graves starts screaming*
Trust, their wasn't nothing but blood and bits of fabric left
also, I just wanna clarify, this is what the ending of the zombie au looks like I'm the Grimaverse
Survivor:...so, are they gunns...leave?
Grim: *Ghost is Holding them around the waist, soap is clutching into their arm, gaz hovering very close by, price is also hovering but has his gun held tightly, glaring at the survivor* nope! Their my family, and it seems even a virus that removes all ounces of humanity can't fuck with that!
The boys are just feral now and can't speak, that's the only thing that's changed
They would be the kind to keep a leash around Grim and do the whole, "it don't bite" when they full on know Grim doesn't bite...they devour and laugh at the same time
They also know Grim wouldn't hurt them, which is why skin to skin contact with Grim isn't going to end up with Grim biting someone they love
And Graves was a nice snack...chew toy
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doberbutts · 2 months
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Ron: what're you gunna do about it
Creed: I'm going to start by biting the fuck out of you that's what
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elektramustdie · 3 months
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was that so hard?
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Part two @princessg3rard
warnings- overstimulation, breeding kink?
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He took your hand, helping you off the counter, like a gentlemen, and then followed you to your room. 
"On your knees on the bed," he said as soon as you got in the room. You crawled on, ass in the air over the edge of the bed, the perfect spot for him to come take you, he did just that, walking up behind you and thrusting two of his fingers into your hole. You gasped, and he moved them aggressively, hitting that delicious spot roughly over and over, and over.
"I'm gunna fuck you full, alright." He was mumbling behind you, working his fingers quickly, hitting your g-spot like he own it and twirling circles around your clit. "Just gotta make you cum again real quick, and then I'm gunna fuck you totally full of my babies." He grinned, turned on by the imagery of you, all round and pregnant with his baby. Maybe one day...
You were getting close again, your arms buckled and you fell onto your chest, your cheek squishing into the soft duvet Mikey loved so much. 
It was too much, he knew you too well. You couldn't resist if you wanted to. You moaned knowing he was right, he was going to make you cum again, quickly and with ease. His tongue poked out in complete concentration, followed by a smile as he felt you tighten up. Standing up, he kept the circles on your clit going, but quickly switched out his fingers for his cock, angling himself until he felt your g-spot again.
You screamed again, muffling yourself in the blankets. And the feeling of his big dick penetrating you when you were that close, made you come undone again, you came around his cock, clenching him so tightly he threw his head back in pleasure.
He moved away from your clit, letting his dick be your only guide through another orgasm, and he was back to gripping your ass. He fucking loved that ass. He spanked it, gripped it, held and then out of nowhere he leaned forward to grab a fistful of your hair, pulling you back up, and holding it taut so you were forced to stay on your hands. You moaned, the pain was just another sensation of pleasure.
“You stay like that baby, looks so fucking good." He groaned, his dick twitching inside you, he was close. He wanted to cum so fucking bad, he needed the relief.
Tears rolled down your cheeks, the pleasure so great that you couldn't contain it. Couldn't even speak. Mikey fucked you stupid, and you didn't want him to stop. You wanted to be ruined by him. You wanted him to take total claim of you, marking you as his for the rest of forever.
"So fucking good -" he grunted, thrusting harder into you, hitting the back wall with every thrust, making sure to hit you with his full length everytime. "So fuck tight baby, you're so fucking tight. That's all for me, yeah? Just for me," he mumbled , and you moaned.
"For you," you muttered weakly, pathetically. You could barely get the words out, "I think I can get you there one more time, huh? What do you say, princess? Cum for daddy one more time?"
You nodded, feeling like you were close already. He let go of your hair and you leaned forward, arching your back as much as possible to give him even more access to you. He spread your ass open so he could see it all. Watch as he pummeled your little pussy. 
"Gonna c.." you moaned, "gunna please."
"What's that? I don't know what you're saying down there baby."
"I'm g-gunna fuck," you whined, "it's- again."
"What're you? Stupid? Use your words, baby, tell me," he cooed, egging you on when he knew damn well what you were saying, and your walls became impossibly tight around him.
"I'm gonna cum," you whined, finding your voice finally, and you continued to raise it as you said, "please, daddy. Please, I'm gonna fucking cum, you fuck me so good."
"Was that so hard?" he asked, finding your clit with a wet thumb and rubbing circles on it until he felt you come undone again, biting the duvet to keep from wailing and alerting the whole fucking town to what Mikey doing. 
He couldn't hold back anymore, and he followed through on his promises, continuing to fuck you as he came ribbons into your cunt, the liquids pooling up and dripping out around his cock. He watched with stars in his eyes at the sight of your pretty pussy taking all his juices.
He slowed down, his dick still inside you but softer. He cooed at you, praising you for being so good.
"Baby, that was... wow," he said, pulling out of you. He ran a comforting hand down your back, gripping your ass gently one more time. "I love you, I love you so much."
Mikey ran a finger over your pussy, to your clit, making your whole body jerk when he touched it. Your cum and his mashed together, an indistinguishable mess between your legs. You didn't move, just stayed face down ass up while Mikey worshipped up, touching you softly all over the place.
"My love," he said, taking your hand softly, returning to his nurturing boyfriend stat like he hadn't just treated you like a whore. His whore... "C'mon sweet girl, let's go get some water and a shower."
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I think Zane prefers things to match, be even, etc. .
So this leads to funny instances where everyone makes things slightly off, just to mess with Zane. But at one point, Zane has had enough.
Jay is wearing a long striped sock and a short dotted sock, it's not matching whatsoever. Jay's teasing Zane over it, seeing Zane's displeased frown. But what he doesn't see is the way Zane stares at him so intently, as if imaginary gears were turning.
"Oh yeah? Well what're you gunna do about it?" Jay sticks out his tongue.
Zane calmly walks over, and sits down beside Jay. With no warning, Zane gently grabs Jay's ankle and pulls it in his lap.
Jay yelps, his eyes widening with shock. "Hey! What the-!"
Jay's annoyed exclamation gets cut off by a squeal, suddenly feeling cold fingers wiggle all over his socked foot.
Zane traces the little patterns on the sock, watching in amusement as Jay makes all sorts silly sounds and squeaky protests.
That's how it becomes a secret (lee) code that if you wear socks or any article of clothing that doesn't match around Zane, the nindroid will strike. Even if it's not on purpose, Zane will always see it as a "good reason" to teach people a lesson on color coordination.
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partyinthecloudkingdom · 11 months
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You’ve made sexuality your entire personality
what're you gunna do about it? kiss me with tongue?
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millionsnife · 9 months
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"What if I'm not gunna?" squints at him, "What're you gunna do, put a collar on me?"
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"Would you consider that a punishment or a reward? Because it can be arranged."
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itsya-eonni · 5 months
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Dinosaur Love : Episode 1
Using this as kind of a filler series, honestly.
Omg Samantha is always at the scene of the crime. I love her so much.
Rak is gunna hurt me.. He looks so sweet. Stooooop.
Saifah, what're you doing here. 🤣
That is not how I thought that was gunna go. lol Rak is shook.
That's so wrong.. How could you forget your anniversary, then bring, I believe a co star, to your boyfriend's house... AND THEN CUDDLE ON HIS COUCH LIKE THAT??? THAT'S SO FUCKED UP.
He's much more handsome without the scruffy face. 😍
Classic slow mo intimate scene, then the throw up immediately afterwards 👌🏼🤣
Raaaaaakk noooooo. Fall into Dino.
Ayyyyyeeee the motorcycle.
Just him stepping up onto the sidewalk and getting close to Rak made my heart flutter. Ommmmmgg.
Mek... Fuck oooooffff dude...
NOT THE GASLIGHTING... WHAT A FUCKING TWAT...
The baby needs better friends... Both bf and bff... Like how dare...
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karasus · 2 years
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*Opening the door to your lecture room, I find you and make my way over to you, grabbing your bag as taking your hand*
Let's go
- Sanzu (Your Haru)
*giggling, ignoring the looks being sent our way as you pull me out of the room*
love you sm, what're we gunna do today
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you say my lack-of-grammar in my fic is infuriating - you know, that’s so funny, bc that’s also EXACTLY what your comment is being! :D
#I was polite on ao3 but I'm going to be a snot here#'wHy DoN'T yOu CaPitALize' it's literally a style choice I AM AN ARTIST#WHY DOES EVERYONE GET SO UP N' ARMS ABOUT CAPIALIZATION#what's with people leaving comments directly calling out mistakes you made like that's helpful#it would feel helpful if it actually appeared that you wanted to help me spiff up my fic and seem clearer in them#instead of coming off really snooty by pointing out every spelling mistake and then say it's annoying#are you also the person who points out when someone else has a pimple on their face?#'you didn't spell this right and also if you're writing this phrase it's-' YES THANK YOU#if it's so annoying go home#I only care about grammar/spelling/etc when it's affecting the reader or the story's readability I couldn't give a shit if it annoys you#what're you gunna do????? call the police?????? cry about it chump#I liked the 'still I liked the story' ending as if I'd won some kind of prize or their approval despite my horrible misgivings#you know I also have writers in fandoms I follow who's fics I can appreciate but who's style or wording I simply don't like#and so you know what I do??????#I DON'T COMMENT ON THEM#VERY SIMPLE ACTION#even if I don't think that's the best way to have written the story I don't TELL THEM THAT bc what's that gunna do?#unless it's done super tactfully it's just gunna make the writer feel bad/insecure about their writing#plus I still believe that there's no such thing as a 'bad' fic even if the wording or grammar or whatever is all over the place#ok I'm done now#honestly the comment wasn't that bad I'm just being a bit of a drama queen
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its transparent, go wild
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miss-smutty · 3 years
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Forbidden
Chapter 1
A/N- I've teased y'all for so long I hope this series is going to live up to expectations, I'm confident it will though because I'm addicted and it's been super easy for me to write - I'm up to chapter 3 so far so updates can be on time! There's a slight age gap between my professor Hemsy and OC Jess but she's twenty and completely legal. You know this is gunna be a giant tease fest for the first couple of chapters cos that sexual tension is fucking gold 🥵
Summary- Jess meets the man of her dreams and then stupidly leaves without getting his number. Will fate bring them together again?
Word count- 1.5 K
Pairing- Professor!Chris Hemsworth x OC
Warnings- Swearing, age gap
18+ only!
Disclaimer: This is an entire work of fiction/AU and has no affiliation to real life what so ever! This is a fictional story about fictional characters who happen to share names and faces with some real people.
Posted: 5th August 2021
Taglist:- @innerpaperexpertcloud @pandaxnienke @chickensarentcheap @jjpogueprincess @longlostinanotherworld @mostly-marvel-musings @darklydeliciousdesires @monet-belle
@skyfullofsong123 @swaggysposts
Chapter 2
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I pulled out a chair at the last available table in the unusually busy coffee shop, I thought I might've caught a break choosing the one outside of campus but alas I was wrong.
I was about to sit down when the chair opposite me slid out from under the table, my eyes lifted to meet with the most sparkly blue eyes i'd ever seen. The sight of him took my breath away. Literally.
I stood staring, frozen on the spot, my mouth slightly ajar as I looked him up and down. He was tall, so tall, definitely over 6ft and built like a dream. Thick thighs straining against his fitted trousers, wide muscular shoulders and I just knew there was a six-pack hiding behind that tight t-shirt. 
"Sorry. You were here first, I'll just grab a take-out." He smirked a side smile, amused at how I was so obviously checking him out but his sexy Australian accent distracted you from anything else.
"It's fine, I'm on my own. I don't mind if you want to sit there too." I mentally face palmed myself, drawing attention to the fact I was alone wasn't the best idea but then again he was alone too. "I don't bite." I added trying my best to flirt.
It seemed to work, he smiled at me as he sat down and I took the time to admire his handsome face. He was quite clearly a lot older than me, the laughter lines around his eyes a tell tale sign but he was still quite possibly the best looking man I'd ever laid eyes on. His hair was fair and the short beard framed his face perfectly but the one thing that stood out the most were those piercing ocean-blue eyes.
"So do you come here often?" I cocked my eyebrow at him over my coffee cup making him laugh at my reaction. "Sorry, it's been a while." He said nervously, running his hand through his hair.
"It's been a while since you spoke to a stranger or…?" I questioned casually.
"It's been a while since I spoke to an attractive woman." He finished, his eyes sparkling as he watched me almost choke on my drink.
"Oh, I err…. I don't think you're doing too badly." I absentmindedly circled my finger around the rim of my cup, crossing my leg over my other and accidently rubbing my foot up his leg. My cheeks felt hot and flushed as I looked up into his eyes and saw him smiling slyly.
"Evidently. We're already playing footsie under the table." He smiled widely, a genuine smile that stretched the corners of his mouth. I smiled back at him shyly, thinking of something to say to change the subject before I ended up looking like a tomato.
"What part of Australia are you from?"
"I'm originally from Melbourne but I lived in Byron Bay before I came to America." 
"Awesome. I've always wanted to go to Australia, the Spiders put me off though." 
"Yeah I think they put most people off but in heavily populated areas they stay pretty much hidden, I think it's the size that scare people." How have I made this conversation go from flirting to talking about spiders? And how do I get back to flirting?
"Are we still talking about spiders?" I raised my eyebrows questioningly and laughed at the innuendo, flicking my hair over my shoulder. I noticed something in his eyes when I did so, a hunger, just a little flash and then it was gone again. I'm sure I didn't imagine it though because his eyes lingered on my exposed shoulders.
I checked my watch subtly, not wanting him to think he was boring me but I had to get to class and couldn't be late again, not when this semester had only just started.
"I'm really sorry, I'm gonna have to run, I'm going to be late. It was really nice meeting you." I gathered up my bags, ready to leave.
"Already? You've only just got here." He looked disappointed, his smile fading. His mouth opened as if he was going to say something else and then closed again when he saw I was ready to leave. "It was really nice to meet you too, hopefully I'll see you again." His eyes sparkled as he looked into mine, standing from his chair to get the door for me. I felt fireworks when his hand brushed against the small of my back and his face lingered close to mine. The tension was unreal, like we were the only people in the room as his eyes hungrily stared into my soul, undressing me with his eyes. My heart stopped beating when his face moved closer to mine so I could feel his breath on my lips, the smell of coffee and his aftershave filling my nostrils. I paused, my feet routed to the spot, I wanted him to kiss me so badly but I moved away at the last minute. Surely he wasn't actually going to kiss me, we'd only just met, that would be ridiculous. Wouldn't it?
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I spent most of class daydreaming about my tall handsome stranger and the way he looked at me but most of all how I didn't even get his name. Or his number.
Now I was feeling sorry for myself because it would just be my luck to meet the man of my dreams and then never see him again. So I'd moped about all day and avoided the invitations for drinks after class. Instead I'd
gotten home early, changed into some sweats and settled myself in front of the TV for the night.
"What's up with your face?" My roommate, Ellie said as she walked into our room, throwing her bags onto her bed.
"What're you talking about?" 
"Your face. Looks like you're chewing on a wasp."
"Feeling sorry for myself." I pout pathetically.
"Why, what've you done now?" She rolled her eyes, kicking off her shoes and throwing her legs up onto the bed. I felt so lucky to have a roommate like Ellie, during our freshman year she'd become my best friend practically straight away and now after two years together we were practically sisters.
I sat up in bed cross legged and faced Ellie, getting myself ready to spill my misfortunes of the day with her.
"Well, I went to Impresso's this morning to get my morning coffee before class." She nodded, showing her enthusiasm by also sitting cross legged on her own bed, facing me. "And it was packed full of students, there was only one table left. So I went to grab it as soon as I could." She raised her eyebrow at me, wondering where I was going with the story. "And I kid you not, the most attractive man I have ever seen, pulls out the chair opposite me." 
"Oh my god! No way. Did you talk? Oh my god, this is like the perfect chick flick. Carry on." I smiled at her excitement.
"I told him I didn't mind if he sat there, I mean of course I didn't mind, you should've seen him El. Oh, oh, oh I almost forgot" I flapped my hands, bouncing on the spot. "He was fucking Australian."
"Fuck off, you're lying. Drop dead gorgeous with the sexiest accent ever. How is this even real? Now remind me why you're sat there with a face like a slapped arse?" 
"I panicked when I had to leave, didn't want to be late for class and I didn't get his number, didn't even give him chance to ask for mine." 
"Wow! Ok, now I understand. What were you thinking?"
"I wasn't thinking, I was panicking and you know what I'm like when I panic." You sulk.
"It's ok, maybe you'll bump into him again."
"Yeah, right. I should be so lucky."
"Cheer up." she says throwing a cushion at me. "There's a party at Alpha Kappa this weekend, I'm sure we can find you someone to help get over your mystery man. Or under should I say?" She raised her eyebrow at me, smiling slyly and making me laugh. She always did know how to cheer me up and maybe a party is what I needed.
There must be some good looking boys around campus that could make me forget about my Australian hunk. Surely? I thought about the guys I'd seen around campus, the guys I'd seen at frat parties and that's definitely not what I wanted. How could a twenty year old boy match to the masculine, experienced man I met this morning. My mind was set, I'd dipped my feet ever slightly into the mature pool and that's what I wanted more than anything. There was always something missing with previous boyfriends and I was tired of all the game playing. I wanted someone who knew what they wanted and wasn't afraid to get it.
The only thing was, he didn't know I was only twenty and I had no way of finding him again. If fate did bring us back together, would he mind that I was still a student? That I couldn't even drink when we went on dates? 
Who am I kidding? Of course he would mind, he could get any woman he wanted, why would he want me?
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glitcheddead · 4 years
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"What're you gunna do? Tattoo me again?"
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doberbutts · 1 year
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Heartbreaking: worst person you know made a great point
Two weeks after Walmart's "fuck you egg price gouging our eggs are 2 dollars now what're you gunna do about it, we can afford the financial hit for the duration of time it takes for the egg market to correct itself" eggs are now $5 for a two dozen pack where when Walmart was doing this they were roughly $4.80 for a single dozen.
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ladyartemesia · 3 years
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Alpha has me on my TOES. LISTEN... I knew it was good so I was like ... I need to hold off.. I'ma wait for more chapters before I dive in.. I have a feeling my death bed is awaiting me. God I was RIGHT 😭😭😭😭😭 the LUNA IN RED bless their sorry asses. The REGRET you idiots THOUGHT. the giggly tae that is stuck in all these awkward positions bless his soul. 🙏 What a blessing to be reading such a masterpiece. I'm def rereading it. What're you gunna do ? You keep getting better and better, your creativity and your characters. I see that you're trying different writing styles and you always find a way to make it work for you. I don't remember your previous work being written like this. I almost didn't recognize it was you! But I like where it's going. I think with every chapter you're getting better at this style.. you know ? Anyway you're a g
Ahhh! You said so many nice things I’m screaming! And you said I keep getting better 🥰🥰🥰 omg. Yes. lol you’re right, I do try so many different styles 🙈 prose and witty humor and noir and bullet point and fairytale... lol so many things... though to hear you say it works every time kinda makes me want to happy scream again 🥺🥺 I can’t believe you called it a masterpiece - IM ASCENDING 🥰😭Thank you so so much!!
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WHY THE FUCK DID THEY FUCK UP MOBILE MORE EWHAT IS THIS SHIT IM SO DONE @staff IM FUCKING SUING
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"Oh no. What will I do if I'm stuck all day with you? What're you gunna do, kiss me to death?"
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“Maybe I will!”
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