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himbeaux-on-ice · 16 days

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sidney crosby, the most stubborn man in the whole wide world 💜

#'gimme that goal back'#pens lb #pittsburgh penguins #sidney crosby

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mrsoharaa · 1 month

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i just had this beautiful perfect cozy dream (i just woke up like half an hour ago lmao) of me and miggy going on a casual/comfy (long sweatshirts x baggy sweatpants) pier date :((

#it was one of those muggy/cloudy type weathers in mid afternoon #walking down along the pier with the sounds of waves clashing ever so perfectly amongst the piers pillars a gentle crisp breeze wafting ove #talking about small stuff fave foods restaurants our goals and what not <333 #fingers occasionally brushing against each other from time to timeee <333 #i would sit up on the ledge of the piers railing back facing the dancing ocean the moon peaking out through the dusky clouds #him nestling in between my legs wrapping his arms around me securely face gently cradled beneath my chin <333 #ugHHH JUST GIMME ONE CHANCE #I NEED THIS DATEEE #i need to write something for this but...lazyyy lool x'((#miguel o'hara #miguel x me #self shipping #atsv

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dopaminestarvedsim · 5 months

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omg y'all ts4 can NOT be trusted with animals - my llama won 2nd place at the finchwick fair but uhhh SHE IS GONE!? nowhere to be found!!!

she was supposed to go back into my inventory, so i could just assign her back to her shed... but no. such. luck.

first the chickies, now goldy the llama! devastating.

#ts4 bugs #ts4 glitch #gettin on my damn nerves #ts4 #sims 4 #simblr #the sims 4 #ts4 gameplay #sims #sims 4 gameplay #the sims community #cottage living #gimme back my llama #wtf sims 4 #ughhhhhh #i'm just trying to hit my goals for this challenge haha #the postcard legacy challenge #dopaminestarvedrambles

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saetoshis · 1 year

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SO SENSITIVE! [‹ DEMON SLAYER ›]

[‹ WITH ›] tengen ; akaza ; kyojuro ; shinjuro

[‹ SUMMARY ›] how they like to overstim you!

[‹ MATURE CONTENT WARNINGS ›]

fem reader, overstimulation, praise, pet names [bunny, baby, my girl], multiple positions, size kink [tengen], mentions of multiple orgasms, mentions of creampie

[‹ TENGEN ›] to treat you after a long mission!

by the time tengen's back from a tireless, drawn-out mission, he makes it all-too-clear how much he missed you from how he kneels behind you on the bed and pushes your chest against the comforter. his cock twitches at just the familiarity of it all as the pent-up weeks of being without you pleasing him is wracked hard in his limbs.

"god- missed this pussy so much," tengen grunts out as he slips the head of his cock between your walls, the conversance tight slickness of your pussy pulling a shuddered exhale out of his chest. his lips trail over your nape, the rasps in his groans making your clit throb and cunt tremble around him. "fuck, feels like she missed me too, huh?"

"missed you, tennie... forgot how big," you murmur whiningly into the sheets, knees shaking on the mattress as he rocks his hips quickly with wet smacks. you could cum from just the stretch alone, his cock prodding at the spot that makes you shudder hard. "s-so close already..."

tengen sneers and fucks into you fervently, and the sheer push and pull of your slick walls around him is enough to have him keening for his own climax, too. his smirked jeers of 'c'mon, show me what i missed, baby' are enough to egg you on, your body shuddering underneath his brawny frame as you cum hard around him.

"ah- there you go baby, big one, huh?" tengen chuckles out between broken grunts, his cock twitching as his abs flex and shudder from his own high burgeoning in his chest. he'll promise to make up for lost time and give you as many orgasms as he can - and a couple of his own, to make up for lost time.

"mmph- gonna fuck you all night. think you can gimme a couple more, baby?"

[‹ AKAZA ›] to hear your pretty sounds!

nothing sounds prettier to akaza than when you're whimpering out broken pants of his name. he envelops you closer against his chest as you straddle his lap, his cock grinding up into the hilt of your pussy with every rough rock of his hips - and akaza things he could pass out just from the shudders in your cadence.

"feels good, huh? got you shaking a little," akaza leers out with a heaved sigh, admiring the glimmers of pleasure in your eyes as you wrap your arms around his shoulders a little tighter with each rough grind. the way you tighten up around him pulls a gasp from his chest, and he can't help but fuck into you faster just to see how hard he can make you shudder again. "hah- god, you're so pretty like this, bunny..."

"yes, yea-yeah, feels so good," your whimpers come out in a slur as your clit grinds against him again and again. akaza can tell you're barely grounded, head swimming with pleasure and now all he wants to do is send you reeling. "gonna- fuck, cum... g'na cum for you!"

akaza pants out heavily as he rocks his hips hard enough to shake the bed, arms tightening around your waist as he grunts out against your shoulder. his murmurs of 'cum for me, cum for me' are enough to tip you over the edge, your frame shuddering as your vision blurs and stuttered whines leave your lips.

akaza can't help but feel a twitch in his cock from just the sheer prettiness of your whimpers, and now his goal's started to turn a bit egotistic - he'll promise not to overstimulate you too much as he chases the own euphoria jolting through his body.

"give me a few more of those moans, hah- promise i'll give you what you want soon..."

[‹ KYOJURO ›] on accident!

kyojuro just can't help but get lost in the soft push and pull of your walls around him - enough for him to feel hazy with a twitch in his cock that just won't go away until he fills you up with all the cum he has to offer.

"you want it just like... this, right?" kyojuro grunts out as he ruts his hips to hit just the spot he knows makes your knees weak. his fingers dig into the plushness of your thighs as he rocks his hips at a quick pace, wet smacks flooding the room as you heave shallowly beneath him. his thumb finds refuge on your clit, circling the nerves until he can feel your thighs shake in his hands. "there you go... does it feel good when i touch you like this?"

"hah- yes, yeah, right there kyo," you murmur as your head lolls back against the pillow, your frame shuddering with every quick thrust of his hips. he's only focused on your pleasure - enough to have you on the verge with jolts of euphoria driving up your spine from his every move. "c-cumming, gonna cum..."

"oh, there you go, so perfect for me..." kyojuro's eyes widen and glitter with pride at the way your body keens for him, shaking harshly as whimpers of his name fall from your mouth like a chant. the way you tighten up around him draws a grunt from his throat, his eyebrows furrowed as his cock throbs with every slicked rut.

kyojuro doesn't realize he's overstimulating you until you desperately grasp his hand between your thighs, pulling his thumb away from your clit as it throbs against the cool air. he lets out a slew of rapid apologies, only for his eyes to widen at your words of 'it's okay, i liked it..."

"i'll keep going just like this for you, have to see you cum like that just one more time..."

[‹ SHINJURO ›] for his own enjoyment!

shinjuro just adores the glimmers of euphoria in your teary eyes as he fucks you just how he knows you like it - maybe because it fuels his ego, or maybe because he likes to see you feeling good enough to cum hard on his cock time and time again.

"that's my girl, fuck- keep fuckin' me like that," shinjuro grunts out from beneath you, your mind clearly lost in the rhythmic smack of your hips against his as you ride him. every harsh press of his cock hitting the hilt of your cunt is enough to jolt your frame, and all shinjuro can do is smirk at the sight. "so pretty, aren't you? ridin' my cock just like i told you, huh?"

"f-feels so good, shin..." your mind is hazed and vision blurry as you bounce in messy grinds on his lap, his hands gripping your hips being the only thing keeping you stable and grounded. every brush of his cock against your sensitive walls has you shaking, climax building up around him as you keep your sloppy pace up. "god- gonna, fuck- gonna cum..."

"oh fuck, atta girl," shinjuro chuckles out as he feels your slick burgeon around his shaft, the tightness of your pussy sucking him in and forcing a low grunt out of his chest. his grip tightens on the plush of your hips to keep your quick bounces going, his cock rocking into you hard as you ride out your high.

shinjuro can't help but get a little bit greedy as he holds you stable and fucks up into you - after all, you feel so tight and soft around him that he can't ignore the twitch in his cock any longer.

"fuck, baby... you can take a lil more for me, can't ya?"

2022 SAETOSHIS.

tagging: @littleoanh @minxsane @hystix @youronlygirl-riri @simp-lauren @animepansexualosaurus @babiefwuit @nymphoheretic

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bakubunny · 7 months

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personal trainer!bkg

tags: oral sex (m receiving), rough sex, plus size fem!reader

18+, mdni. minors & ageless blogs will be blocked.

thinking abt trainer!bakugou who falls for one of his clients. you’re nervous because you didn’t expect the best trainer in the city to be hot as hell and have pretty, red eyes and how is he so much bigger than you? but he tells himself he’s not nervous at all when he sees your chubby cheeks, thick thighs, and pretty smile.

trainer!bakugou who gets a little pissy inside when you say your only goal is to “lose weight.” “that ain’t gonna cut it with me, sweetheart. gimme a better reason. i know you got at least one.” he wouldn’t usually press the issue, but part of him was annoyed. and truthfully, “to get stronger and gain confidence,” was a better answer anyways.

trainer!bakugou who’s not oblivious and notices how flustered you get whenever he touches you during instruction. he stays professional; he’s not gonna bring it up or do more than absolutely necessary. but if he’s honest, sometimes he has to hold back a smirk.

trainer!bakugou who simultaneously pushes you a little harder than you think he should but also goes easy on you, too. who celebrates every success you have with a bigger grin than usual, but no one who knows him is stupid enough to point that out.

trainer!bakugou who you’ve assumed is constantly flushed because he has rosy cheeks, but it’s really because has to keep his thoughts from wandering whenever you’re around… especially when you wear those damn leggings that fit just right. he knows better than to stare unnecessarily, but he also has to do his job because you’re paying him good money for his work.

trainer!bakugou who tries to ignore the fact that he finds himself going home painfully hard after every session. who tells himself he’s just horny, but his thoughts always wander towards you when he takes his dick out. he’s definitely wondered if you go home and do the same thing he does, thinking of what you’d look and sound like fucking yourself, moaning at the thought of him.

trainer!bakugou who (probably) has no idea that you go home with ruined panties every time you see him because the sound of his voice and the look in his eye and the heat of his hands is too hard to ignore. you’d be absolute mortified if he ever knew you went home and immediately grabbed something to fill your aching cunt.

trainer!bakugou who’s more bothered than he should be when you tell him you have to stop training with him because you can’t afford the extra cost. he knows he’s about to do the stupidest thing he’s ever done if it ends badly, but he does it anyways. “well, if… if you want, we can workout together sometime. no trainin’ or nothin’.” he can see the smile on your face, yet somehow he’s surprised when you say yes. “you know what? yeah. i can do that. some company would be nice.”

trainer!bakugou who definitely isn’t your trainer anymore, but he seems to find a lot more excuses to “help” than he used to… even when he knows you don’t need it. one day, you’re feeling bold and call him out with a playful look. “y’know, you said you’re ‘just trying to help,’ but i think you’re looking for an excuse to put your hands on me.”

trainer!bakugou who sees the glint in your eye and takes his chance. “yeah, i am. i like the way your body feels. ‘s that a problem, pretty girl?” he watches your entire face turn red and he smirks. “i think you know i’d be disappointed if you didn’t,” you offer. “then we should find a better place for me to do this, huh?”

trainer!bakugou whose hands are rough and strong and grip you tightly as he holds you up against a wall near his front door. his kisses are hot and fervent as he groans, grinding into you.

trainer!bakugou who lets you push him back onto his bed, pull down his shorts, and do what you’ve been thinking about for weeks as your lips graze his hard cock. you moan from the taste of his skin and how perfectly he doesn’t even come close to fitting in your hand. soon, you’re making a spit covered mess of yourself as you suck his dick. you don’t even care because he’s moaning and panting, bucking his hips into your throat, his hand in your hair.

trainer!bakugou who pulls you off his cock with a groan in his throat. he shoves you back onto the bed and takes your leggings and panties off in one fell swoop. he’s kissing and groping his way across your skin, eager to get any part of you he can in his mouth as he takes off your clothes.

trainer!bakugou who’s stretching your pretty cunt out so perfectly with his cock as he fucks you hard. your breath catches after every moan when he hits a sweet spot, one that makes you shudder. “this is what you fuckin’ needed, isn’t it, princess? needed my cock for so long, haven’t ya?” he says with hot breath. you nod dumbly, lost for words.

trainer!bakugou who can’t get enough of you and your perfect, soft stomach and the way your tits move. his head is spinning from the way you’re squeezing and pulling him back in with every thrust. the way you’re moaning louder the harder your hips meet makes him grip you tighter.

trainer!bakugou who feels your fingernails dragging down his back and groans into your skin. who tells you everything he’s held back as he watches your eyes roll. “d’you have any fuckin’ clue how long i’ve wanted this? how many times i’ve stroked my cock thinkin’ of your ass and thighs? thinkin’ of this pretty little pussy? hmm?”

trainer!bakugou who’s determined to never let you forget that he knew he wanted you the day he met you and not a day later.

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lovethatpinkvenom · 7 months

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IMAGINE... (GP!LISA X FEMALE READER)

going on a romantic getaway with your rich wife, gp!lisa, and seeing her frolick happily in her pretty bikinis. bathing in the sun everyday, drinking the most expensive alcohol by the pool and having the most privacy all the world can offer to bask in each other. one day, when you're both in your private pool and splashing water at each other, she gets out with a giggle and sits at the edge.

only her legs are submerged in the water, spread wide to air out the not-so-humble bulge under her bikini bottoms. the water accentuates it all too much that you can't take your eyes off it, gravitating toward it like it's a magnet. there's a shift in her eyes and she no longer has that playful smile, it's moreso a smirk as she looks down at your lustful expression. you lick your bottom lip and reach for her panties, and she lifts her hips so you can pull them to the side.

her cock is half hard already, the tip pointing toward you before the length starts rising taller. it's average length but thick and engorged, leaking arousal from its pink tip.

you grinned. "you're so hard already, baby..."

"it's pretty easy to be when my beautiful wife's between my legs," she quipped, reaching down to play with your hair.

there were some days where you liked her balls more than her cock. they were just always so large, heavy and full with cum that you just wanted to milk dry. and today is one of those days.

you don't have the patience to keep your hand away from her cock anymore and grab it like it's yours to own. the water sloshes as you move closer and push her thigh away to make space for your lips to kiss the tip. your face lowers to your original target and you get to work. she leans back on her hands to give you more access before your mouth is sucking in her left nut.

"o-oh, fuuuuck. someone's especially h-hungry today," lisa groans.

you hum, sending vibrations that run shivers all over her body as you stroke her cock. your tongue fondles her spit-coated balls as you grab ahold of them with your free hand. they swell in your firm grip and they're sliding in and out between your lips. your other hand is busy trying to get you what you want—you want it to twitch and shoot all that cum she's been keeping in her balls.

"such a n-naughty girl... oh, fuck yes! just like that. keep sucking my balls, b-baby. they're all y-yours..."

if you weren't so focused on your goal, you would've snapped and sat on her cock already. fuck, you were a lucky girl.

"gimme your cum. i want your cum on my face," you muffled.

your hand spares no mercy on her sensitive cock, your gentle strokes becoming harsh tugs until you feel the familiar twitch in your grasp. lisa sits up as your mouth lets go of her balls with her loud pop, and with a few more jerks on her cock, she spurts out what feels like an endless amount of warm cum on your face. she moans while you continue your minstrations on her dick, one of her own hands grabbing her tit as she paints your face with white and looks off to the view of the sun setting behind the greek sea.

for the next few days, you might just forget about all the sight-seeing you planned to do and just fuck like rabbits. it's not like you can't extend your stay here anyway.

#blackpink smut #girl group smut #gxg smut #kpop smut #blackpink lisa smut #kpop gg smut #wlw smut #g!p #blackpink x reader #lisa x reader

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b1mbodoll · 8 months

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also been thinking abt yunjin 💭💭💭 shes so pretty she probably looks even prettier when giving head T_____T groaning into your pussy bcs u taste sooo good and all this talk about being milked is making me lose my mind a lil !!! cause she would (tell me if this is not a okay subject for you!!!!!!!!!!) LOVE sucking on your pregnancy tiddies and tasting all your breast milk while she strokes her (g!p) thinking abt how she just wants to get you pregnant again and again if you'll keep producing such good milk for her ♡ probably cums on your pussy and eats you out again so you'll be "cleaned up" <333333

love 🎀 anonie!

pairings: huh yunjin x f! reader

warnings: oral + g!p + creampies + breeding + overstimulation + pregnancy + lactation

💌: god nonie i love u to pieces ur brain words fucking wonders this is my fave thing ever aghh im gonna kissyou

“stop squirming, princess.” yunjin’s voice is distant. she’s fucked you with her tongue to the point where it dont even feel like you’re in your body anymore, and it has you convinced your girlfriend’s tongue is a gateway to heaven.

“god, you taste good.” she hums, curling her fingers inside of you, making you lurch forward as a high pitched whine is ripped from you, clit throbbing from the overstimulation.

she pulls her drenched fingers from your hole before aligning her length with your entrance, using the moisture as lube to jerk her stiff cock at a sloppy pace just outside of your cunt, too desperate to maintain a steady one.

“‘m gonna knock you up.” she promises, sliding just the thick head of her dick inside as one of her hands palms your tit, pulling at your sensitive nipple. the pain makes you jolt, pussy trying to suck her in while you grab at her wrist in an attempt to stop the assault on your breasts.

“yunjin — hah — stop..hurts” you whined, already close to cumming. you both know that you don’t want her to stop and not bothering to use your safeword is enough of a reason for her to continue, pushes her dick inside with one thrust, the tightness too much for her to bear. “i know it hurts baby, but you like it, yeah? you’re a nasty little thing that’s why you like when i hurt you n use you like a fucktoy, right baby?”

there was something so sexy about yunjin’s dirty talk. maybe it was because your girlfriend is usually such a sweetheart but the second she’s balls deep in your cunt she can’t help her mean words and even meaner actions.

the pleasure is mindnumbing, making you unable to focus on anything but her dick fucking into you, the thick veins look delicious covered in your cream and you can’t look away, your mouth hanging open as you focus on her cock disappearing inside your stretched pussy.

“look at you, angel” she tells you, “look so pretty f’me bet you’ll look even better carryin’ my kid.” yunjin moans at the thought, pressing deeper inside, her only goal to fuck a baby into you. “can’t wait til your tits fill up with my milk, need to taste it so bad.” her eyes have rolled into the back of her skull now, mindless groans escaping her every now and then.

“give it to me” you were delirious, too fucked out to process the words as they left your mouth. “gimme a baby, yunjin, need it so bad. wanna make you a mommy ‘nd have you milk me,” her thrusts speed up, becoming harsh and uncoordinated. “you’ll help me right, yunie?” you’re such a goddamn tease it makes her want to wipe the faux pout off your lips.

“yeah baby, i’ll help. gonna milk you like a fucking cow ‘nd plug you full of cum like my breeding bitch.” she snarks, her balls slapping your ass with every push of her hips.

whines and mewls are your only response, too cockdrunk to form a coherent sentence as you approach your orgasm.

your walls clamp around her dick in a vice grip as you cream around her and the sensation is enough to make her blow her load, bucking her hips haphazardly as she empties her balls deep inside.

“good girl, good fuckin’ girl” she moans, the praise combined with the thick ropes spilling inside makes you squeal, wrapping your legs around her to keep every drop of cum inside, neither of you wanting to waste her potent seed.

even after filling you up yunjin is insatiable, continues to slowly grind her hips into yours as she kisses you softly.

she won’t be done until she’s shooting blanks or passes out, whichever happens first.

#♡.signed. sealed. delivered.#♡.the honeypot #♡.sweetheart: 🎀#le sserafim #huh yunjin #le sserafim x reader #le sserafim smut #huh yunjin x reader #huh yunjin smut #💌.g!p #💌.oral #💌.creampies #💌.breeding #💌.overstimulation #💌.pregnancy #💌.lactation

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lilacliquors · 6 months

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kinktober day twenty: vibrators

pairing: johnny cage x reader - dealer's choice!!

word count: 474

notes: happy day twenty! and happy spider-man 2 day i had to force myself away from the game to write this lmao. and since i also write for mk1 men now, i figured johnny was the best choice for this he gives me kinky vibes

he had an arm wrapped around your waist, pinning you to him. you were bare, and the silk of his shirt felt so smooth against your back. your legs were spread, yet shaking, and your devious lover held a vibrating wand against your swollen clit. you were squirming in his hold, your head tilting back to lay on his shoulder as you gripped his thigh with one hand, and his wrist with the other. it felt so good, but you were so sensitive, and it was almost too much to bear.

“johnny, baby, please,” you gasped, your grip on him tightening as he upped the speed ever so slightly.

“hm? what was that? can’t really hear you over the buzzing,” he teased, gently taking your earlobe between his teeth in a playful nip. you felt his thumb brush along the skin of your abdomen, and you pushed against him even more, your back against his chest.

“you’re so … oh~” you whined, your eyes squeezing shut as he chuckled behind you. you were at his mercy, and you had lost track of how many orgasms he had pulled from you. but when he had you like this, enough was never enough. he wanted to wring you dry, and then fuck you senseless, maybe even make you squirt. that was his ultimate goal, after all. kinky fucker.

“i’m so what? devilishly handsome? all powerful and all knowing? overall amazing?” he asked, and you could practically hear the grin in his voice.

“evil. you, johnny cage, are evil,” you gasped, feeling the muscles in your stomach tense slightly.

“you know what? i’ll take it. you like ‘em evil, don’t you, babe?” he whispered, kissing below your ear. you whined softly, and your breathing started to quicken. your chest heaved, and from over your shoulder, he watched your breasts bounce with a hungry smirk.

“what a sight … god, i can’t get enough of you. so be a good girl and gimme one more, yeah? just one more, and then we’ll call it quits. you’ve been so good for me,” he murmured, his lips trailing over the back of your head.

you nodded, your grip on his thigh tightening, and then, without warning, you cried out. your orgasm washed over you, and you swore you blacked out for a moment. your heart was racing, and you gasped in relief as the buzzing stopped and the toy was pulled away from your sensitive folds.

“attagirl. shit, let’s give you a break. because as pretty as you look right now, can’t have my baby passing out on me,” he chuckled, and you gave his thigh and weak squeeze.

“wow, what a gentleman,” you muttered, smiling faintly.

“that’s me,” he said, against brushing his thumb over your skin. “and i love you so much, babe.”

“mm, i love you, too.”

#atomwritez #johnny cage x reader #johnny cage smut #johnny cage mk1 #kinktober 2023 #kinktober2023 #atomwritez kinktober2023

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daryl-dixon-daydreams · 11 months

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“Dun tell me yer goin’ out there again?” Daryl growled, eyeing the bag slung over your shoulder. “Ya’ve barely been back.”

You ducked his gaze and reached for a box of ammo. Daryl’s hand landed on it first.

“Hey—If there was any sign of that fucker, ya know I’d be out there with you. But he’s gone. First Michonne, now you. Dun ya think yer takin’ this a little too far?”

“That’s none of your concern, Daryl,” you said blankly. You met his eyes and your stomach somersaulted like it always did, but you bit back the feelings and refocused on your goal.

His brow contracted and he almost looked as if he flinched back for a split second. “None of my concern?” he repeated, incredulous. “Like hell it ain’t. Ya think I dun give a shit if ya go out there and get yerself fuckin’ killed?” His voice rose slightly and his eyes narrowed at you, intense. “Nah. It is my fuckin’ concern, whether ya like it or not.”

You gulped and averted your eyes again. “Are you gonna give me the ammo, or not?” you said softly. His hand was still on the box.

He sighed heavily. “How long?”

“I don’t know.”

He shook his head. “Nope. That ain’t good enough. How long? Ya gotta tell me so I know when to come lookin’ if ya ain’t back. Ya gotta at least gimme that.”

You felt a tightness in the middle of your chest as you finally realized the deep extent of his worry. “Two days. Maybe three.” You met his eyes again and he was attempting to read you, as if he’d be able to see what you were thinking by studying your face.

“Fine. If ya ain’t back in three days by dark, I’m comin’ after ya.”

A tentative deal. You nodded. “Fine.” You held your hand out and Daryl chewed on his bottom lip a moment, as if he was deciding whether he should let you go after all, but after a moment he placed the box in your palm.

“Be careful,” he drawled, his expression a bit anxious. “I want ya back here in one piece.”

You nodded. “I’ll do my best.”

“Ya fuckin’ better.”

Prompt: “Don’t you think you’re taking this a little too far?” / “That’s none of your concern.”

#daryl dixon fanfiction #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon twd #the walking dead #twd fanfics #daryl dixon drabbles #daryl imagines #daryl x y/n #fanfics #writers of tumblr #twd drabbles #protective!daryl

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cowboykento · 11 months

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Adrenaline

after scoring the winning goal, isagi is eager to receive the reward you have for him

genre: smut

content warnings: car sex & oral sex (m!receiving). minors or ageless/blank blogs that interact with this post will be blocked!

pairing: isagi yoichi x fem!reader

word count: 1.3k

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Your lungs and throat feel electrified as you scream along with the rest of the stadium that just watched Isagi Yoichi, your boyfriend, score the winning goal. You watch in awe as he kneels on the turf, chest heaving from exertion and sweat dripping off of him—he’s absolutely spent, but even more so he’s elated.

As always, you’re the first person to run up to him as soon as he’s out of the locker room and done dealing with the postgame press. He always had to talk to so many people after every game—part of what comes with being the best, you suppose—but you’re still the very first person that he’s eager to see. The first person that he searches for, and isn’t forced to talk to.

“You did so well, baby! I’m so proud of you!” You squeal, wrapping your arms around his neck as he pulls you in for a tight hug.

He presses a sweaty kiss to the side of your neck, “Thanks, baby. Couldn’t have done it without you cheering me on.”

A couple of his teammates come up to the two of you, either congratulating Isagi on scoring the winning goal or saying hello to you too. Everyone on the team knew you as Isagi’s girlfriend, a fact which boosted both of your egos a little bit.

Before long, Isagi pulls you closer to him and away from the large crowd that’s formed.

“Let’s get out of here,” he whispers into your ear, a familiar huskiness in his voice and you know instantly what he means.

You nod your head in agreement and in an instant he’s saying rushed goodbyes to anybody that tries speaking to him as he pulls you towards the exit and out of the facility.

His arm stays wrapped around you the entire way out to his car. He’s holding you close, fingers squeezing along your side in a way that you know means he’s needy—in a way that makes you just as needy as he is.

He opens and closes your door for you before hustling over to the driver’s side. He’s still a little sweaty from the game, and you can see his impatience in the tension he’s holding in his jaw. As he starts the engine, you lean over across the center console, kissing along his sharp jawline, urging him to relax a bit. Of course, as any of your actions do, your kisses only serve to rile Isagi up even more.

“Don’t,” he almost growls, voice low and dangerous. “Not until we get home.”

You pout at him and see the darkness in his eyes lose their heat for a moment as you blink up at him.

“But ‘ichi… I can make you feel good now,” you whine, running a hand down his side and resting on his hip, just above the waistband of his joggers. “And you did so well today baby, you don’t deserve to wait.”

“Fuck, baby,” Isagi groans. “You’re right. Go on then, gimme what I deserve.”

You smirk before kissing Isagi’s cheek, your hand slipping further down to palm him through his pants. He’s already hard, which isn’t surprising considering the look he’s had in his eyes since he left the field, and he’s needy—rutting up into your hand to get more friction on his dick.

“Need you,” he says, and you don’t need any more instruction to reach your hand into his joggers, pulling them down just enough to release his aching cock from its confines.

He lets out a throaty moan when you wrap your hand around the base, throwing his head back against his leather seats. You get on your knees, stretching your body across the center console to kiss the tip of his dick, suckling it in your mouth with wide eyes looking up at your boyfriend.

“C’mon baby, give me what I deserve,” he moans, as you lick a stripe from his balls to the tip, sucking it in your mouth again the way you know will get him drunk on you the quickest.

Your hand works up and down his shaft, using your saliva as lube as you continue licking and sucking the head of his cock. You can feel the surging impatience in him as Isagi grabs a fistful of your hair, practically shoving you down on his cock until it hits the back of your throat. Tears prick in your eyes and you can hear faint, breathy apologies from Isagi, even though he keeps you down for a moment—forcing you to choke and try to swallow around his cock—before releasing his hold on you.

He moves his hand from your hair to your cheek to wipe away the handful of tears he’d caused by forcing himself down your throat as he mumbles, “So good for me, fuck.”

You let your hand continue working him when Isagi presses the button to move his seat all the way back.

“Come sit on my cock, baby, please,” he says, grabbing your hand and helping you straddle his lap. The space is cramped but you don’t need very much as you lower yourself onto your boyfriend's dick.

Isagi lets out a breathy, needy moan when your pussy wraps around him. You kiss him as you adjust to the familiar stretch, his tongue slipping easily into your mouth as he seeks to devour you whole.

You start with a slow grind of your hips against his, only barely lifting yoursef off of his dick before rolling back down, moving your mouth to leave dark hickies along the column of Isagi’s neck the way you know he loves to show them off.

His hands have a bruising grip on your hips and his moans sound a thousand times louder in the confined space of his car.

“So close,” he moans loudly, unapologetically as if you were in the safe confines of your bedroom at home and not in a parking garage where anyone could see you. “Gonna make me cum, sweetheart, fuck.”

One of his hands slips in between you to pinch your clit, an action that sends you jolting forward and whining loudly from the unexpected pleasure. You’ve picked up your pace, slamming yourself onto Isagi’s cock as he continues rubbing quick, precise circles on your clit, determined to make you cum with him.

“Oh fuck,” you moan loudly, your eyes scrunched shut and head tucked into the crook of Isagi’s neck. “Me too, ‘m close ‘ichi!”

“Cum with me, sweet thing,” he groans in your ear.

The hand he keeps on your hip holds you down as he fucks up into you one more time, his other still focused on your clit before a white-hot flash of ecstasy washes over both of you.

You’re holding onto Isagi like a lifeline, like he’s the only thing keeping you tethered to this Earth, and his fingers have mostly stilled, letting both of you bask in pleasure as your orgasms take over.

After you catch your breath, you slowly pull yourself off of your boyfriend, feeling his cum leak out of you as you go back to your own seat.

“How about that for a post-game reward, hm, Yoichi?” you ask, brushing his bangs away from his sweaty forehead.

His lips pull back into a handsome grin, “Best reward I could ask for, baby.”

You giggle and lean across the console one more time to press a kiss to the corner of Isagi’s lips.

“Let’s go home, baby. You need to rest,” you say softly, holding his face in your hand affectionately.

“Rest?” Isagi’s eyes lock with yours and he presses a kiss to the palm of your head. “I could go for hours right now, sweet thing. You’ll let me, won’t you? I played so well today, didn’t I?”

You let out a slightly exasperated giggle—Isagi knew exactly what he was doing when he looked at you with those big, blue eyes of his that made it impossible for you to deny him anything. Not that you wanted to—not in the slightest.

“You were the best, baby. C’mon, let’s go home then.”

WOOOO first post on the nsfw blog! ofc it’s bllk they’re infesting my bones. hope u all enjoy thx for reading!! feel free to leave a request in my ask box if there’s something u would like to see me write! or check out my commissions over on my main blog! thx <3

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moremaybank · 1 year

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relating to your dad!jj headcanons: he wants so many damn kids that his partner can barely keep up.

any chance he gets, jj’s just pumping them full of cum, anytime anywhere bc he wants to keep seeing them carry his babies one after the other 🥵

CHILEEE DON'T GET ME STARTED ON JJ AND HIS MF BREEDING KINK. IF YOU’VE READ MY ‘GREEDY’ FIC THEN YOU KNOW. (mdni)

like you said, anytime, anywhere, all jj wants to do is fill you up and knock you up. his philosophy is that trying for kids stresses a lot of parents-to-be out beyond comprehension, and he just wants to make things fun. i mean, what better excuse to fuck like bunnies — and raw, at that?

you're always excusing yourselves from the group to run off somewhere and go at it.

"j, we can't do this here. what if someone comes looking for us?" you giggle as he faces you toward the back of the wreck. your hands brace on the wall in front of you, and you feel jj tug down your shorts and pull your panties to the side with ease. "shhh," he coaxes, running the tip of his cock through your wet folds, "just let me fill you up, pretty girl. wanna get you nice and round with my baby."

even if you're late for work, a party, etc., he does not care one bit. he has one goal, and one goal only.

"baby, i'm already late. i really have to get up now," you scold, though there’s little fire behind your words. he’s been filling you to the brim since the two of you woke up, but he can’t stop or get enough of you. “not the kind of late i want you to be, princess.” he gives you a deep thrust, pushing his cum deeper into your walls to prevent it from spewing out of you. “you got plenty of time. gimme one more.”

not to mention, the thought of you being pregnant with his kid in there sends him over the edge.

“god, this pussy’s holding so much of my cum and she’s still milking me for more,” he grunts as he pummels his cock into you. you moan louder at his words, and your walls squeeze him tighter. “beg me to give you a baby. cry for it,” he instructs. he goes harder, and you’re already close to finishing. “oh, god. please, j. want you to give me your baby,” you plead. you whimper when you feel his cock reach the depths of your walls, and you reach your high. “fuck, you’re so good for me. my good fucking girl. gonna give you all my cum, knock you up real good. as many times as i want.”

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#₊‧°𐐪 daydreams 𐑂°‧₊#jj maybank x reader #jj maybank smut #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank blurb #jj maybank brainrot #jj maybank brain rot #jj maybank x you #jj obx #jj outer banks

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insipid-drivel · 2 years

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Southern Colloquialisms To Enrage ESL Bloggers:

I see a few posts asking international and other tumblr bloggers to supply the literal English translations to common colloquial phrases for the sake of the sheer silliness, strangeness, and outright lunacy of what happens when you take a colloquialism and take it literally (Factoid: linguists refer to this process as “Pidgin”)

But what about Southern colloquialisms from the United States that don’t even make sense in their native language? Hello! My great-great grandmother was born in a ditch outside of a mud house with mud floors in the Dust Bowl in the United States and I didn’t know I had a Southern accent until my friends in the Pacific Northwest pointed it out!

I have relatives from all along the Bible Belt, aka the “Old South” that, you know... Yeah. A few of my cousins are awesome people and we trade notes over ridiculous phrases our relatives and elders used that we never understood, but accepted on a spiritual level. Here are some I grew up with:

“Got myself a short cold.” - “I have seasonal allergies and just mowed the lawn.”

“Oh, crap and molasses!” - “I forgot something at home and we’re already almost to our destination and I don’t want to swear in front of polite company and small children.”

“Eating high on the hog tonight!” - “We’re not eating scrap cuts and offal for dinner because steaks were 2-for-1 today.”

“Hoecake” - A form of pancake or “Johnny Cake” made from corn meal instead of flour. They’re delicious.

“Catawampus” or “Cattywampus” - “I’m gonna have to wash that off the ceiling but at least it worked. It’s messy.”

“Piddling” and “Piddly” - Any worthless or time-wasting endeavor or result that helps no one. “This paycheck is plum piddly, hoss. Quit piddlin’ ‘round and gimme that re-GI-nal manager’s job y’all know I’m qualified for.”

“Hoss” - “Boss” that you also think could probably beat the crap out of you behind an alley for catching you cheating at pool.

“That boy’s bigger’n a brick shithouse.” - “Your physique and muscular stature is intimidating to the degree that I am complimenting you by comparing you to a solid structure everyone would regret trying to knock down.”

“Crazier’n a shithouse rat.” - “Dude, please talk to a psychiatrist.”

“Doohickey” - Any object or concept you can’t remember the name of but need urgently. Often accompanied by aggressive hand waving in the approximate direction of said object without actually looking at it.

“Y’all better hush up back there!” - Your grandmother’s polite way of warning you she’s going to take a flyswatter to your ass if you don’t shut the fuck up in Church.

“Y’all’d’ve” - A real contraction I can’t even stop myself from using meaning “You all should/would have” and am leaving here just for the English majors out there.

“Dude” - A completely urbanized individual who has no idea how to live or function in a rural or wild setting without technology and utilities and can’t ride a horse or milk a cow.

“Proudboy” - Oh yes, it was already a thing. In Southern slang, a “Proudboy” is a neutered male horse that still acts like he’s a badass stallion the mares will want to mate with. “Poor proudboy ain’t noticed yet, bless his heart.”

“Bless his/hers/your heart.” - “Because the Good Lord sure didn’t bless your head.” It’s also used as a heartfelt form of “Thank you” when someone goes out of their way to offer you a kind and thoughtful gesture. Context is important.

“Don’t let the door hit ya where the Good Lord split ya.” - “You are no longer welcome in this space and if you don’t leave now I’m literally going to slam the door on your ass.”

“Living in high cotton” - “I have achieved fiscal success and am using a colloquial term to refer to it without considering the fact that the term originated out of slave plantations.”

“If the creek don’t rise.” - Basically “Knock on wood.” A term meaning, “I’ve prepared for everything but what I can’t prepare for or anticipate and will achieve my goal so long as it is within my power to do it.” Bonus points if you pronounce “creek” as “crick”.

“Fixin’ to” - Another polite way of indicating you’re about to aggressively undertake a task. “I’m fixin’ to whip ya ass, son.” This is not to be confused with “Fixin’s” singular, which refers to the ingredients or catalysts required to cook or complete something that requires assembly.

“Doesn’t amount to a hill of beans.” - A hill of beans is a Southern unit of measurement for anything that remains worthless regardless of how much of it you have, much like NFTs. “Your anti-TERF ‘sources’ don’t amount to a hill of beans, proudboy.”

“(Way) Over yonder” - “It’s over there, and the number of times I repeat the word ‘way’ prior to ‘over’ is indicative of how much yonder is between you and there. Sorry, what’s a yonder? You just asked me to show you! It’s way, way over there! Bless your heart...”

“Madder than a wet hen.” - “Oops, you have reached ‘yikes’ level of pissed off. Better skedaddle!”

“Skedaddle” - “RUN AWAY FAST NOW AAAAAAAAAAAAAA”

“It’s blowin’ up a storm.” - The sensory indicators of an oncoming heavy storm or hurricane that presents with the smell of ozone, high humidity, and an abrupt drop in temperature. Yes, it’s a thing; I can also smell when a storm’s gathering and it is a distinct set of very subtle odors.

“Pretty as a peach.” - “That individual whose pronouns are irrelevant but is most commonly a woman or proud of rocking a femme aesthetic is exceptionally beautiful and I admire them.”

“Busy as a cat on a hot tin roof.” - “We’re overburdened and understaffed to the point that I am numb to all forms of communication that don’t involve someone being on fire.”

“Aren’t you precious.” - Not a question unless it begins with “Well,”. Depending on tone, it either is a high compliment toward someone’s appearance or behavior being exceptional, or as a sarcastic response to when someone says something insulting to you. “Awww, you’re so sweet, baby sister!” vs. “That insult was just adorable.”

“Yes Sir/Ma’am/Mx” - Also applies to “No”. Answering a question with “Sir”, “Ma’am”, or “Mx” to someone that is your age or older is just considered universally respectful in polite conversation. If a Southern person suddenly stops answering your questions with your preferred pronouns or never does at all, it probably means they have 0 respect for you. When the small niceties disappear, you’ve fucked up.

“Frunchard” - “Front yard”, the opposite of the back yard.

“Quit being ugly.” - “Stop being an asshole.”

“He thinks the sun comes up just to hear him crow.” - “You’re so stupidly full of yourself you’d probably honestly believe the sun rises and sets just for you.”

“That dog won’t hunt.” - “I know you believe it’s a good idea, but uh... it’s not.” Also used in place of replying to a person’s excuse you know is 100% bullshit.

“Well, I declare...” - “I am about to obliquely reveal broad adjectives reflective of my emotional state or opinion about this state of affairs and you should probably prepare yourself for more nonsensical colloquialisms.”

“My eyeballs are floating.” - “I need to pee so badly it isn’t going to be an option very, very soon.”

“Can’t never could.” - “Can’t never could do nothing!” That’s... that’s literally it. I can’t elaborate any more than saying it’s a term indicating you’re feeling optimistic.

“Give him two nickels for a dime and he’ll think he’s rich.” - “This person’s stupidity is physically painful to experience.”

“That makes me wanna slap my mama!” - “I am so impressed/pleased with that experience that we’ve circled around to domestic violence somehow.”

“You could start an argument in an empty house.” - “Go to anger management classes.”

“Ain’t got the good sense God gave a rock.” - “I cannot fathom this level of lack of common sense and forethought and require divine intervention immediately.”

“Slicker than pig snot on a radiator.” - “That person is the Webster’s definition of a scumbag.”

“About as useless as a screen door on a submarine.” - I think that one is pretty self-explanatory.

“There’s not a pot too crooked that a lid won’t fix.” - “There’s someone out there for everyone. Don’t give up on finding love and companionship just because you’re different.”

#southern slang

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Hey Girl, Tired of Being Told to "Be Nice"? ‍

Forget the sugar and spice, it's time for some fire and ice! This ain't your mama's self-help blog. Here, we ditch the damsels in distress routine and learn to be the queens of our own damn castles.

Remember the following mantra's while interacting with this blog:

"Kill or get Killed."

"Be Pretty. Be Petty."

We're all about unleashing your inner boss babe and conquering your goals with a side of sass. Here's a taste of what you'll find on this hot mess of a blog:

1. Kill or get Killed (Survival tips)

Survival 101

Tips for Dysfunctional Family Girlies Part 1

Tips for Dysfunctional Family Girlies Part 2

Saviour Complex Fever

Tried and tested Manipulation Techniques

2. Quit Being Basic, Get Iconic

Mini steps towards being independent

Devil may care- A guide on being unbothered

Tips on how to be Goody Two Shoes and Pure in the society's eyes

Be Bold. Be Shallow

Being Audacious

The vicious cycle of Needs, Wants and Demands

The Art of People-Pleasing and how to Fail at it

Corporate Tips

Things to be aware as a hopeless romantic

3. Mic Drop Talk

Tips to improve People Skills/ Being more Charismatic

Practicing Tact and Open mindedness

Listening techniques

Handling curiosity so the cat doesn't gets killed

Hush Hush Honey

4. Mind Over Matter

Cheating Anxiety With Me

Exercise and staying fit

How to tackle Fragmented Sleep/ Sleep disruptions

5. Siren School

Being in touch with your sensuality

6. Opinion Time

Opinion Time 1

Opinion Time 2

Opinion Time 3

7. Random Motivation

Motivation 1

Motivation 2

Motivation 3

Motivation 4

Motivation 5

Motivation 6

Is that Britney Spears ,"Gimme more" playing in the background??

I know you'll be coming back for more like a moth to a flame.

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Need You Now

A/N: THIS IS NOT FINISHED BUT I NEVER WILL FINISH IT. ITS BEEN SITTING IN MY DRAFTS FOR GOD KNOWS HOW LONG BY NOW.

Summary: Songfic of Need You Now by Lady A. You and Striker broke up, but neither of you can stop thinking about the other.

“Hey Y/N, uh, its me. I’m still thinkin’ bout what happened and uh…I don’ know, I just miss ya so much. Gimme a call back…please.”

You stared at the phone and replayed the message again, the voice of your ex-boyfriend, Striker, pleading for you to call him back. It had been almost three weeks since the two of you broke up, fighting over stupid shit because you were both upset and not actually listening to the other. You had been upset because you had no way of contacting Striker and went days on end not knowing if he was okay or where he was. He didn’t want to hear it, yelling at you that you weren’t his mother and he didn’t have to tell you everything about everything. The two of you blew up at each other, screaming and yelling and probably waking all your neighbors. But you didn’t care as Striker grabbed his things and put his hat on, slamming the door so hard behind him it shook your apartment. You hadn’t heard from him since, your friends all telling you he wasn’t coming back and you needed to move on from him, but you couldn’t. You still loved him, that’s what got you into the fight to begin with. You spent many nights afterwards drinking wine and sitting on the floor of your bedroom, looking at pictures of the two of you throughout your long term relationship and mourning it. You often cried yourself to sleep and woke up with a nasty hangover and tear stained face, longing for the comfort Striker brought you, but he hadn’t come back.

You tried to ignore his call like how he ignored you all these weeks, deciding to try and go to bed. Walking into your bedroom, you saw the pictures scattered around your room from the night before. You picked up one of the both of you at a bar, Striker bending over you at the pool table to show you a better aim. Another photo in your other hand was one of the both of you at a random ranch you worked at for a few months, both of you muddy and hay in your hair, but you were happy. You began to cry yet again, not being able to get over Striker. He had always been there for you and did what he could to tend to your needs, and you were always there when he got home from a hard day to ease his worries and pains. You missed the feeling of his arms around yours, dancing to some love song in the living room and laughing when he dipped you and kissed you. Sure he was a hardass on the outside, but to you he was sweet and romantic, and you loved him more than anything. You knew he loved you too, your relationship wasn’t one sided. He sought out your love and comfort, and opened himself up to you in ways he had never done with anybody else.

You turned back to your phone, seeing Strikers missed call and pressed his contact.

Meanwhile, Striker poured himself another shot of whiskey, quickly downing it and slamming his face on the table. He hated himself for hurting you. Your heart broken face plagued his mind, he hated the way you looked at him in that moment. Your face was red from tears and anger, but the feeling of betrayal was prominent in your eyes. You looked like he had just shot you in the chest, and he may as well have considering the pain for you was equal. He’s had plenty of breakups before you, but none of them hurt like how this one did. You were everything to him, for years he was on his own with only one goal; to take down royalty for how they treated him and the ones he loved. But after meeting you, he had a new mission; to protect you and love you no matter what. He had never loved someone so…softly before. He was willing to open up about his past and insecurities, you gave him a space to be sweet and soft with you. And that all ended because he was selfish and cold towards you, shutting you out and getting angry when you accused him of exactly that.

Striker sat up and took another shot, his eyes lingering on the door of his hotel room. He missed how you’d walk through the door, face lighting up when you saw him and leapt into his arms. He wished you would walk through that door right now, giving him anther chance with you. But the silent hotel room stayed still, reminding him of the loneliness he felt without your bright spirit there to put him at ease.

Striker wondered if you were even thinking about him at all. You probably hated him, despised him for how he treated you, and he didn’t blame you one bit. He was thinking about you constantly, you were his first thought when he woke up and his last thought before he fell asleep. He was never a soft or sentimental guy, but seeing some of your belongings around his room struck his heart with a pant of guilt. It had been three weeks and you hadn’t even come to retrieve your things, some clothes and other small items. He figured you were too angry to even look at him, maybe wondered if he had thrown your things away, but he could never. He left your things where they were, wishing you’d come through that door demanding for them back with that feisty spirit he loved so much.

#helluva boss striker #striker x reader #helluva boss #helluva boss x reader

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fanficsat12am · 10 months

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dress MC would wear to a gala or ball with the brothers & datables I Leviathan, Satan & Asmodeus

Request from anonymous: What dress would you wear to a gala or ball with the obey me characters?

A/N: Hellew I'm back with another post! Super sorry this one took so long. This one needed a bit of tweaking since I didn't really feel like it captured the brothers enough. On another note, THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH FOR 1.1K! THAT'S ABSOLUTELY INSANE LIKE WHAT?! Thanks so much for all the support and I cant wait to see what else I'm able to give you guys :> Once again, bye luvs~~

📜 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃!! 📜 Buy me a coffee? Lucifer & Mammon

Leviathan

- He really likes this one because you apparently look like an anime protagonist who lost hope in the kingdom they once served…he was very specific about which one he was talking about.

- During the ball, his eyes would never leave you, why would he when you look so entrancing? And just like him, as soon as the attendees have a glimpse of you, they are unable to look away, all feeling as if they were mere flies caught in your web.

- He’d get a nosebleed when he first sees you in the dress and expect his face to be absolutely flushed.

“W-would you like me to slip on your feet? I mean!- sweep your feet? Gah! One more time. Will you do me the honor of letting me sweep you off your feet? Nailed it!"

Source: https://bridesandtailor.com/product/custom-black-and-purple-wedding-dress-with-illusion-sleeves-black-wedding-dress-trumpet-black-dress-illusion-back-wedding-dress/

Satan

- You were radiant, Satan seeing you as if you were a mythical being pulled from the pages of a fairytale. Everyone knew you were human, but right now you truly looked as if you were from another world.

- He was transfixed by you, taking your hand softly and guiding you to the middle of the dance floor. He’d lean to your ear and softly whisper words of praise, seemingly unable to hold back his awe.

- By the end of the dance, he would excuse himself for a moment and run to a more hidden spot. Once there, his composure drops, screaming into the night “WHY ARE THEY SO GORGEOUS” and quickly run back inside to you.

"A fair creature such as yourself should not be kept waiting. As long as we've got the chance, I hope you’d grace me with a bit more of your time”

“Cut the act, I heard you outside”

“...Damn it”

Source: https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/H571dba9a08ac4a32a62d83bbd5707e29N/LORIE-Light-Green-Fairy-Prom-Dresses-Appliques-3D-Flowers-Short-Sleeves-Tulle-Evening-Gown-Side-Split.jpg_Q90.jpg_.webp

Asmodeus

- Two goals:

1. All eyes on both of you

2. Look good doing it

- You both decided to match with each other and looked through hundreds of shops to look for the perfect one. You eventually found one you loved but of course, he wants only the best. So he had someone make some "simple" adjustments to the dress that he made sure you approved of as well.

- You can forget about what the ball was actually about cause now you and Asmo are the main event. He’d be parading you around the other guests as if to show them he won and you were the prize. You’d both be getting compliments left and right as well as some underlying jealousy from the other attendees.

“OMG!” he exclaims. You didn't know it was possible but there are literal stars in his eyes.

“Gimme a twirl babe. Yas slay! You're leaving absolutely no crumbs and I’m living for it <;3”

Source: https://i.pinimg.com/736x/d4/51/33/d451333ccc5c0765b04ca4ad8be7582a.jpg

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drowsy-siren · 8 months

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what is your worst dnd take

I have none cuz all my DnD takes are amazing and flawless

BUT, my most controversial DnD takes:

- if you can, find a ttrpg system that's better suited to your desired genre and vibes than trying to make 5e fit that. There are so so so many better games than 5e

- 5e is a horrible system for new TTRPG players (the ONLY benefit I see is that it's easiest to find 5e games imo)

- A lot of RAW 5e lore/background info is hot stinking garbage. Especially: how alignment is defined and specifically "this race is pre-disposed toward {alignment}" type shit. It's boring, flat, unrealistic. Gimme wild variations in gender performance and social identities. It's fully nonsense for nearly every race to have binary sex/gender systems that all more or less parallel each other.

- 5e combat is fucking boring in RAW / pre-written modules. Specifically RAW doesn't really encourage interacting with environment during combat and I think that's fuckin stupid. Good, engaging combat takes a fair bit of creative homebrewing on DMs part (again going back to, not a beginner-friendly system) to make meaningful battlemaps with "alternate goals" during combat outside of maximimize DPS. These alternate goals are really good for bringing roleplay and character differences into combat encounters

- 5e currency is fucking stupid. It works as a barrier to powerful gear at early levels and then past a certain point it's useless. I know this is largely controlled by how the DM sets quest rewards and such, but I feel like I have never felt accomplished or proud to receive gp

- I let players cast multiple leveled spells in a turn, as long as the action-bonus action-reaction is still followed

- Ranger is a fun class

- if DMs are speaking more than ~30% of the time, it's functionally more storytelling than a ttrpg, so maybe rethink how the story is being told. My personal approach is to ask players to describe how things go. So rather than "[character] fails thieves tools and is unable to pick the lock", I'll say "player, please tell us why and how your character fails to pick this particular lock"

#ask Siren #gay mergirl gaymergirl #transgender #t4t #nerdposting #ttrpg

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