#fucking finally

[demonsandpieohmy]

Four times baby

#fucking finally #Donald trump #Georgia #us politics #lilly rants #2020 election #1k #2k #5k

[maxwell-grant]

IT'S OUR MOUSE NOW

#public domain #mickey mouse #meme #fucking finally #disclaimer obviously that there's a lot of caveats attached to how to use it and still risks involved but also #this is a victory to be celebrated #public domain art

[somerandomdudelmao]

The temperature has dropped a few degrees, I can LIVE AND DRAW AGAIN DKFBFBDJND THANK GOD

#I have a very cool update to draw #fucking finally

[monpetitchattriste]

At last my dreams have come along

#miraculous ladybug #ml spoilers #miraculous lb #marinette dupain cheng #miraculous #adrien agreste #adrienette #ml revolution #ml revolution spoilers #ml season 5 speculation #fucking finally

[ashersanity]

I need more Yan Bailey content sir. And Briar... Remy... if you write for them...

Let's say PC is working in the brothel, So what type of yanderes are they? Will they even let anyone see PC in those skimpy outifts?

I wonder how contradictory it will be for Briar... (Bonus: Avery will probably go furios mode because it's dragging his reputation down?)

bailey deserves a post of their own, planning a part 2 for the shitty caretaker. Just for you @mellowwillowy. part 1 is here.

Cmon, you knew what you were doing when you requested for Remy.. Wait, no one knows that im a Remy enthusiast, do they? Fuck. Well, here I go then. - @princesstokyomoon :)

SHADY BASTARDS AS YANDERES

asher is on a roll.

content warning! dub-con/non-con, mostly non-con really, mentions of violence, murder, kidnapping, marking, anal play with a bottle?? if that’s even a thing, possessive and abusive behaviour, you know the drill already.

pc and the bastards are gender neutral as always unless explicitly stated otherwise.

Briar

“Pretty little thing you are, aren’t you? Come to my office, baby. Let’s get you all cleaned up for the show.”

yandere type : sadistic, possessive, manipulative

Somehow always has you sticking by their side whenever you’re not on stage, which they make sure to limit of quite a bit, not wanting their precious little thing wandering off without their watching eyes. It becomes increasingly clear to the other employees that you’re Briar’s favorite, whispering among each other, referring to you as the boss’s bitch, not that it’s all that far off. Oh? Bailey wants you back at the orphanage to pay your dues? Don’t worry, Briar will take care of that. They’d like to talk business with the caretaker anyway, namely about your price. Name it, they’re willing to pay anything for you.

Drastically increases the costs of your shows despite not wanting you to perform. You may be theirs completely, but Briar cannot abandon their principles over cash since money is money for the brothel owner after all. Wants everyone to know that you’re not just some cheap whore. No, you’re fucking Briar’s whore, the one they call in whenever they’re feeling bored, slender finger idly tapping against the cushioned arm of their couch, outstretched arm ready to take in you for another one of your daily sessions. Aren’t you obedient too? Wearing the preferred outfit that they like to see you in. What a doll.

Addicted to having you on their lap, comfortably seated on the brothel owner’s spread thighs, smooth hand resting on your hips while the other is holding a bottle of wine. Of course, considering how they’re a sadistic bastard, doesn’t only involves sweet nothings whispered into the shell of your ear or soothing rubs over your back. You’ll never forget that one time, how they pressed the rim of the bottle against your tight entrance, eyes going wide once you realize what they plan on doing. Smallest of smirks forming on Briar’s usually calm face, throughly enjoying the cute whines that come out of you as they thrust the neck of the glass bottle into your used hole, wine sloshing inside. A real treat that you are.

Never actually shares you. Sure, those bystanders admiring your dancing form as you perform on stage is still a thing though it doesn’t bother them the same way it does whenever a potential customer is reaching for their pockets, waving their wallet. Forbids you from going to them, instead, Briar, the one who usually never steps onto the platform, now joining on stage with you. Makes it clear to everyone that you’re theirs as their hands trail lower over your waist to your hips, lifting up the fabric of your skimpy leotard, giving the others a ‘quick’ peek of the marks they’ve left onto your skin.

There’s no need to know what happened to that one individual who got a feel of your behind on stage, shamelessly groping the soft flesh in the palm of their hand just as Briar is watching. Might’ve resulted in the other’s bodyguards accosting them right then and there, bringing them over to the basement where the real fun happens. Shove them in the hole with ease, ass sticking out for anyone to use as they please and Briar’s sick grin appearing on their lips as they call you over to them as usual. Better keep your lips sealed tight if you know the full story, missing body who has yet to be found, buried deep in the woods. Briar likes to be thorough in their punishments.

Remy

“Look at that, perfect for breeding and milking. Fuck, you’re going to be my fucking star.”

yandere type : obsessive, possessive, overprotective

Keeps you away from the other cattle in the farm, your own personal pen that Remy built just for you, there to satisfy your every single need. Obviously they couldn’t possibly let you be after that one incident, catching one of their workers’s pesky hands gliding over your precious body, seeing red. You, you poor thing, utterly ignorant as you snoozed away, deep in slumber. The farmer wasn’t having any of it, gave that fucker what they deserved, having cleaned themselves off of that distasteful encounter. No one entirely knows what ever truly happened that day and it’s better not to ask around. Remy will simply shut you up with more gifts, your dumb cow mind too foggy to remember much of it anyway.

Tattooed their name on your asscheek, forever imprinting themselves into your flesh. It was done the minute they saw you, a sort of hunger in their eyes, the need to own you, for everyone else to know it. Affectionately traces a gloved finger over their lettering of their name ‘Remy’s bull’ permanently etched on the reddened skin, giving it a playful slap. It comes in useful in certain situations, the other animals and humans knowing to keep away from you as they get a glimpse of your tattoo, not wanting to face the farmer’s wrath by the risk of touching you.

Absolutely does not want you breeding with another cattle. Yeah, they do sort of feel bad when they isolated you in their barn, left with stacks of hay, a warm blanket over your frame and plenty of other supplies to keep you entertained, but it was for the best. Knowing every creature eventually goes into heat one day and so did you, caught you uselessly humping at one of the cows, mounting them even! If it weren’t for Remy that immediately stopped it, who knows what would’ve happen?? They know.. Yes, they know that you’re suffering from being deprived like this and so they’re happy to help, letting you get a feel of what real breeding is like at night, as they return from a long day of working on the fields.

Favours you, giving you special treatment and well, the entire farm is aware of it. Muttering about how you’re the only one who actually gets Remy to smile, their usual stern face and their lips who are meant to be pressed in a straight-line now curling up at the sight of you. Everyone shooting each other weird looks as you nuzzle against the farmer’s hand, demanding for attention and they don’t push you away. Just what the hell kind of trickery is this?? Turning the owner of the underground farm into mush, Wren constantly teasing the other about it, but they just scoff and play it off. As if you don’t have them wrapped around your finger, stupid cow.

Cherishes every single drop of milk that you produce, wherever it’s made from, your genitals or chest. Either way, they’re squeezing it all out of you, making extra sure not to waste a droplet of it as it drips down in the numerous cylinders. Such a prodigy too, milking the copious amount, thick consistency on the verge of spilling out from the plastic containers. You don’t know it though, how Remy succumbs to temptation, mouth watering from your organic milk, pink tongue dipping down to get a taste of it. How fucking sweet it is, they’ve never tasted anything like it, swallowing it all in one go. Actually never puts your products on the market since all of it is sloppily consumed by Remy, greedily lapping across their upper lip.

Avery

“There you are, darling. Looking sweet as ever. Did I ever tell you how beautiful you are? My prize.”

yandere type : self-indulgent, impulsive, controlling

Is in charge of everything that you wear, make it known to the town that you’re Avery’s first and foremost, gifted clothes or lacy chokers to place around your neck, the one they like to admire with a well manicured finger. Your closet now consisting solely of the expensive items that they’ve bought for you, stuffed away in the tight confines of the narrow space. It’s better to wear the suit or dress that the businessperson got for you, for they always know when you don’t, frown appearing on their face whenever they see you walk to school with that annoying orphan. What’s their goddamn name, Rowin? Robin?? God, they don’t care, pulling up next to you with their limousine, tinted window rolling down to greet you with a serene smile, completely ignoring the other standing next to you. They’re not worth your attention, you are.

Is the one to pick you up everywhere and they mean, everywhere. School ends, approaching the school gates and luckily not encountering Whitney in the process, met with Avery waiting in their car, telling you to get in. If they can’t manage a car, let’s say, for example because they’re away from town, coming to pick you up instead in a helicopter, ignoring the awed looks that attracts from others. If their rage is low, which you better hope it is, they’re giving you the full prince/princess treatment, treating you like deity even. Whatever you want, they’re here to provide. Oh, you want this new bag that everyone else has at school? They’re already sifting through their thick wallet, handing you the green notes with a pleased smirk. Buy it, doll. It’s their treat.

Would never let you work at the brothel, not on their watch. Are you crazy? It’s not entirely a lie as one would say, that Avery does hire a few whores on certain nights, crumpled bills stashed away in their pockets. Not with you though. You’re different, special, even if they never openly say it. They’ve never been ready to admit but the idea of you going there every Friday night, sleazy hands trailing over your naked body, no their body. The thought makes Avery grind their teeth, sick at the mere suggestion of you even possibly working there. Why would you? They’ll give you everything you need, pay twice, three times, ten fucking times more than Briar could ever share with you. Out of pettiness however, they do bring you over, in front of Briar’s own watchful eyes, possessive hands placed onto your hips. Loves glancing over to catch the brothel owner’s scowling face, watching on as you grind on the businessperson’s crotch.

Traps you in their manor, turning you into their little, obedient maid that’ll follow their every word and order, the one to come to them at a snap of their fingers. A servant needs to look presentable too, don’t you think? Forcing you into some fetishy maid outfit, silky, feminine lingerie regardless of gender, barely hiding the flushed skin beneath. Skirt is so short that you have to remind yourself to pull at the hem, fabric riding up your plush thighs and exposing your bare flesh to Avery’s hungry eyes. They’ll be such a bitch about it too, crotchless panties, putting your hole on display for them to leer at whenever you bend down to pick something up or are busy dusting a corner that’s particular hard to reach. Earns you a smack to the ass, Avery whistling to themselves as they walk off with your shocked, humiliated gaze on them.

Marks you in a.. different manner than the others, more sophisticated they’d call it? It’s subtle at first, hickeys and bite marks left on your collarbone, shoulder blades, inner thighs, places that usually wouldn’t be visible to other people, not unless you’re wearing something revealing which they don’t allow in public. Escalates to your neck, wrists, maybe corner of your lips, your huffed complaints bringing a smirk to their face, claiming that you’ll be forced to wear a turtleneck from now on to hide the evidence of those traces left behind. Why hide it though? It’s there to be flaunted, meant for the town to know, darling. Won’t take it kindly if you ever do try to worm your way out of it, theirs to own, their precious doll. Makes it official once they tuck the leather collar around your neck, tightening it with a click. Look at you, so pretty. Avery’s prized blue ribbon bitch.

Masterlist

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#fucking finally #finished it #it may not look hard but I had too many ideas #couldn’t organize them all at once #but here it is #I guess #or whatever #dol #degrees of lewdity #briar the brothel owner #remy the farmer #avery the businessperson #avery the businessman #bailey the caretaker #sort of #yandere #yandere x you #yandere x reader #gender neutral reader #asher writes #asher gets asks

[allegorism]

good for them.

#fucking finally #last thing i read about this whole thing mappa had forbidden them from complaining???? #like in public or social platforms wtf. #i'm not even following the jjk season rn but oof #also. one of the eps had bad animation or something bc they decided to release it without finishing it or something?? #and someone leaked info???? #mona.txt

[akolnoix]

fe3h has wayy too much life sim stuff between the fire emblem gameplay for me to be willing to play it, so im watching playthroughs instead. by luck of the draw i've started with blue lions. i'm having fun so far

#fire emblem #fe3h #oh god i have to do so many character tags.............. #hilda goneril #dedue molinaro #mercedes von martritz #lorenz hellman gloucester #bernadetta von varley #marianne von edmund #shamir nevrand #cyril fe3h #byleth eisner #dimitri alexandre blaiddyd #edelgard von hresvelg #felix hugo fraldarius #fucking finally

[elwenyere]

Helluva headline

#henry kissinger #fucking finally #rot you butcher

[7roaches]

his sleeve botherszme every fucking time i open my blog i needed to fix it

#my art #adventure time #simon petrikov #fucking finally

[allthingsgerman]

To celebrate the government planning to finally kick useless shaken placebo sugar pellets homeopathy off insurance, here is Neo Magazin Royale's classic piece on why it's bullshit.

#german stuff #fucking finally #Youtube

[vivern-of-nosgoth]

Halsin is my husbandwife, my papamom, my flesh-and-spirit doctor, I drink honeymilk from his tits, and you will never take me alive

#halsin #strong gentle bear for tired gentle people #fucking finally #halsin silverbough #halsin bg3 #halsin my beloved #peace and love #OR ELSE

[alloutshirt]

LTWT 22 Paris 2k capacity, sold out | FITFWT 23 Paris 20k capacity, sold out

"Listen, last time we were in Paris I think I played to roughly about two thousand, two and a half thousand people a night.…. Look at us now, I owe it all to you so thank you, thank you, thank you."

the difference one year can make, we are so proud of you louis <3

#that’s my boy!!!!!! #im so proud im gonna cry again #he deserves this so so much #fucking finally #what a fighter what a king #look at us now!!!!! sooo true buddy #they never saw us coming did they #louis #fitf tour #my show #x

[cyber-corp]

HOPY SHIT!!!!! DEMBER!!!!,

#DEMBER !!! #CHRISTMAAAAAAAAS #fucking finally #candy canes and trees and family and pretty lights and shitty buble covers :] #the best time of year! #christmas #gecko boy

[xxs0d4p0pxx]

GUYS DEACON AND ARTHUR ARE GOING ON A DATE

#sodasays #FUCKING FINALLY #TOOK THEM LONG ENOUGH #OLD MAN YAOI FOR THE WIN #jrwi soda #jrwi the suckening #the suckening

[otrebot]

Chainsaw Man Chapter 141

#my art #csm #chainsaw man #fucking finally #oh my god man

[hekuta-arts]

🥟🐊🎉 WE GOT DOROHEDORO SEASON 2 !!!

#dorohedoro #digital art #art #kaiman #nikaido #dorohedoro 2 #fucking finally #the wait is over #4 years were worth it #hope we get to see more 2D animated dorohedoro fr #not to say the 3D was bad but it’s been a while and technology has come a long way since the first season came out