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gretavanlace · 1 year

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Jake kiszka x reader

18+ only! Minors do not interact!

Warnings: graphic sexual content, very light impact play, explicit language, overstimulation, etc.

Just a little something quick I whipped up because my life is now an absolute dumpster fire thanks to Jake and his eyeliner. Fairly lazy editing, my apologies in advance ❤️

Sexy? Yes, you had expected that. A feral crowd calling forth that smirk of his that proves he knows exactly what he’s doing. The wicked gleam in his eye that says ‘they want me and I love it’, you had expected that too.

What you didn’t expect, was the wild, white-hot flame that would be stoked way down deep inside you. The moment he appeared, a rock and roll angel…wings hidden beneath his jacket, you wanted to fall to your knees with a warm, wet, open mouth offering a home for his cock.

Eye liner. A sweep of charcoal along his lash line, expertly applied, rendering his gaze even more beautiful than usual. No man has any business being that pretty. Gorgeous, really. Feminine in the most delicious way. In the way that serves as a testament to the unwavering confidence and security in his own skin he possesses.

You had wanted him then, badly. Wanted to climb into his lap and kiss his lovely face, to suck on his bubble gum pink tongue, to rock your hips against him until he was so hard neither of you could bear it any longer.

Yes, you’d been down astronomically bad then, but now? Watching him destroy his guitar, fingers flying along the frets so rapidly they’re no more than a blur. Sweat glistening and rolling down his chest like diamonds as he flirts with the audience, stealing heart after heart, liner now smudged and messy from exertion…now your need is nearly painful.

If he were to curl a finger at you, you’d make your way over from side-stage and bow to his every whim…audience be damned.

You have to have him, and you don’t want him on the bus where you’re both forced to be gentle and quiet lest the others hear (although you’re fairly certain they still do from time to time). No, you want to fuck, with him behind you, looking like a whore of a pirate who stepped foot on dry land and somehow ended up here.

Never before have you ducked out before the end of their set, but there’s a first time for everything. If he swaggers off stage like usual - an arm will be wrapped around your waist in greeting as he bullshits with his brothers about the show…what went wrong, what went right, what might go wrong and right next time, it will carry on and on.

Normally you don’t mind. In fact, you enjoy it. But if you’re forced to stand around aching and fiending for the fix only he can bestow, you very well might begin tearing into him right in front of the others.

If he leaves the stage and his gaze doesn’t land on you immediately, he’ll forgo the post show back and forth in favor of hunting you down.

And it is to that end, that you find yourself waiting, not so patiently, in his dressing room.

It feels like an eternity, and exasperation is beginning to creep in when the door swings open.

“Where’d you go, baby?” He smiles through heavy pants of breath. “Were we that awful tonight?”

“Lock the door.”

“Why?” He looks confused.

Your patience is wearing incredibly thin. You want him just like this - covered in sweat, post show adrenaline coursing through his veins like the sweetest drug, screams of adoration still rattling about in his head “Just lock the fucking door, Jake.”

He reaches back and pushes the tiny button on the handle, eyes on you all the while, a quiet groan of lust escaping him when you lean over the vanity and hike your dress up over your hips. Panties are next to go, shoved down mid-thigh, blush pink lace as soaked and warm as your cunt.

“Look at you, my poor, pretty little thing. Does baby need some attention?” His voice is slightly hoarse. Always a tell as to how turned on he is. The man has no poker face when it comes to being buried inside you.

His reflection grows nearer in the mirror and your desire kicks into overdrive, shaking through your system until you’re practically vibrating with it.

“Fuck me.” It ribbons off your tongue with a tremble clutching at your throat. Twisting and squeezing in perfect time with the thunderous pounding of your heart.

His hands wrap around the curve of your waist, Chelsea boot kicking your legs further apart.

Your eyes burn into one another’s for a moment, the air in the room so thick with sexual tension that if you closed your eyes you might believe you were wandering through early morning fog.

He jerks your hips back against him, just to torture you with the heat of his hard cock, and that sets in motion what seems like a thousand movements.

Leaning forward, he sinks his teeth into your bare shoulder until you whine out in blissful pain, and then there is his finger, sneaking under the strap of your bra resting beside the mark of his teeth.

“Let me see them.” He snaps the elastic and then slides his hand between your thighs, growling low in his chest when he finds you dripping and clenching around nothing.

You chase his fingers as he teases them around, giving you just enough to pull whimper after needy whimper out of you.

“I said let me see them.” He sounds harsh and demanding, but you can see love behind the darkness in his eyes.

Yanking down on the neck of your dress, you take the cups of your bra along for the ride, leaving you nothing more than a half-dressed disheveled whore for him.

And that’s fine by you. You’d rather be a whore for him than a lady for someone else.

His tongue sweeps over his bottom lip as, at last, he finally slips two fingers inside you. “Look how fucking beautiful you are, baby. Play with them for me, and make it hurt. I know you like it.”

He feels you clench viciously around his touch the moment you take hold of your taught nipples, wrenching and tugging at them.

“You’re sucking me right in,” his breath is catching and hitching in his lungs. “I fucking love your cunt. So tight and hot. Velvet soft. Pink and greedy. What’s got her so worked up? Tell me.”

You try your hardest to collect your thoughts, but with his fingers circling into the spot only he has ever found, it’s nearly impossible.

In the end, it doesn’t matter, he figures it out for himself when you glance up and catch sight of the smoky eye his ruined liner has created…your eyes roll back in your head and he knows.

“There it is.” He sounds like sex drenched detective who has just cracked a case. “You like that? You like it when I look pretty for my sweet little whore of a fuck toy?”

“Yes…” the word drags out of you as you push back to meet his hand frantically. “Fuck me, Jake. Please, I need it. I need it so fucking bad.”

The teeth of his zipper hum open and suddenly you’re stuffed full in one smooth roll of his hips.

“Yeah,” a cocky smirk ghosts over his lips. “You’re soaked, baby. You love it, don’t you? You wanna paint my lips cherry red so I can kiss it all over this gorgeous pussy?”

You smack your palm harshly against the polished wood you’re bent over, biting down on your lip feverishly in an effort to keep quiet.

He reaches around and tugs it free…he wants every sound. Every moan and sigh, every call of his name. “Tell me I’m pretty.”

A flash of heat explodes in your chest, spider cracking all the way down to your toes.

Hand slipping downward, he wraps his grip around your neck, squeezing as if he’s trying to coax praise off your tongue with his touch. “Say it.”

“You’re so pretty, Jake…” each word is followed by a tiny gasp for air as he fucks into you harder and faster “A fucking princess with a cock. You’re the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.

He groans out an animalistic noise that springs goosebumps to life on your skin. His head falls back and you’re reminded of stage Jake, practically fucking his guitar, losing himself in the haunting notes his talented fingers call forth.

Once again, he finds your eyes in the mirror. “Come on, baby, cum for me. I’m so fucking close.” A shiver ripples through him as his cock jerks wildly deep inside you.

“Go ahead, Jakey…” you can’t tear your eyes away from him. “Give it to me.”

He shakes his head, sending his layers whipping around. “You first. I need to feel it. Fuck…be a good girl and do as you’re told…cum on my cock.”

A wail of a whine tumbles out of you, as you tighten around him like a silken fist.

“It's pretty, too.”

You’ve hardly made a sound, but he catches it.

“Is it?” The question drifts out with a hint of a slur - he’s completely drunk on you. “A pretty cock for a beautiful cunt.” He cracks a sharp smack against the outside of your thigh. “Now give it the fuck up, baby girl. I want it.”

Your muscles jerk and tense up tight as a drum listening to his teeth click together with a clenched jaw as he fights his own need. “C’mon sweetheart, please…”

The effort was valiant, but he loses the battle, and with a hushed call of your name, the sinful heat of his release warms you from the inside out and you wish you could keep it there forever. A bit of him secreted away safe and sound within you.

“Don’t stop..” you beg as his cursing cries morph into tiny whines of overstimulation. “Don’t fucking stop.”

He can’t deny you anything, so he carries on, fighting through it in order to get you there while you babble and moan incoherently, words peppered through. Harder. Right there. Keep going. Obscenities you’d be ashamed for anyone else to hear.

With the most endearing fucked out noise you’ve ever heard him utter, he sends you sailing over the edge, nails raking into the vanity, body shaking and squirming so intensely he is forced to wrap an arm around your waist to hold you somewhat still around his cock as it throbs and aches for mercy.

His forehead falls against your shoulder, tired, spent, satiated in the way he’s only ever felt with you.

Right here, you have all you’ll ever need…but soon, the spell is broken when you register the lowered hum of noise on the other side of the door. The place is slowly clearing out, the others are likely already on the bus wondering what the hell has become of you two.

There’s no time to shower, but you do your best at looking at least halfway presentable, futile as it is. They’ll see through you both right away, but it isn’t the first time your indiscretions have provided them with valuable material for their entertainment, and it certainly won’t be the last.

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just-barely-a-somebody · 2 months

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I’ve got a take on a prohibitedwish/fionna and cake pirate au that I thought of while listening to music and will never write a full fic for, so I just wanted to write out the ideas I had for funsies

It starts at night when Scarab, a feared pirate captain, kidnaps Prismo, son of the navy’s head general, to be used as a bargaining chip to save Jake from being hung.

Prismo has befriended an owl (Cosmic Owl ofc) and it follows them as Prismo’s taken away. On the ship, Fionna and Simon are ready for when he returns and they have Prismo tied to the mast to be clearly visible.

With no better way to help, Cosmic Owl attempts fly in and attack Scarab. It isn’t very effective when Scarab manages to grab Cosmic Owl by the claws. Scarab questions Prismo about the owl and Prismo panics to explain that Cosmic Owl was some of his only company.

Begrudgingly, Scarab sends Fionna to get something from below deck. Fionna returns with a small pouch. Scarab takes a pinch of colored dust from the pouch and blows it into Cosmic Owl’s face. Prismo’s worried about how it might hurt his eyes when Cosmic Owl sputters and is now *magically* able to speak (the first thing he says is probably yelling at Scarab to let them go or something before being like ‘wait oh shit I can talk’). As Prismo and Cosmic Owl are both coming to this realization, Cake comes up from below deck and makes a casual comment abt how great two way communication is (ref to what the squirrel said to cake in fionna and cake).

^that’s like the closest thing to an actual scene I’ve thought of

so more general lore just laid out

Meet the Crew (and learn the lore):

Scarab- captain, helmsman (does the steering). He is the owner of the boat, and is the one to decide who gets to join and who doesn’t. To his own annoyance, their safety is top priority. He claims it to be because they’re already such a small crew, and cannot afford to lose any more (but really he’s grown attached, though it would take a significant amount of inebriation for him to admit it). He carries an unassuming cane everywhere because of its magical ability to transform into a weapon (his crystal from fionna and cake but pirate themed). Previously a bounty hunter, he formed the crew after a target got the jump on him and left a scar slashed across his back. Now they search for magical artifacts and treasure to get by.

Simon- navigator, cook, surgeon. He takes care of everyone’s wellbeing and responsible for most technical stuff. He joined the crew in pursuit of knowledge about the treasures out there to be found. Years ago his long time girlfriend Betty sacrificed herself to save them from the kraken that rose from sea during a large battle at sea. She did it by using one of their treasures to fuse with the kraken before it could sink their ship, and the part of her that remains now allows them to cross its territory unharmed. He still misses her, and drops small offerings/gifts that he thinks she might like into the water when they pass over.

Fin- master at arms. Fin is well trained in combat and responsible for teaching the others how to handle themselves. He and Scarab are well matched when they duel, with most ending in a draw due to an interruption eventually requiring their attention. Growing up he was an orphan living on the streets with his only friend being his dog Jake. They were thieves to get by, and one day stumbled their way into finding the sack of magic dust that allowed Jake to talk. One day they stole a relic from bounty hunter Scarab that granted Jake his stretchy powers. They were caught in the act, but became the first to be recruited by Scarab as he saw their potential. Upon Jake's capture, he has become dead set on saving his best friend.

Jake- Cabin boy. With his stretchy powers he improvises ways to help the crew or hold together the ship. He met Prismo by chance and got to know him well enough to find out he didn't like his life stuck on land. They became friends before Prismo knew he was a pirate, but things went downhill when Prismo's father caught them and had Jake arrested. Stuck in jail, his only knowledge of what is happening is through the complaints of Prismo's father blaming Jake for Prismo's capture. Safe to say, it's the only reason he has yet to be hung.

Fionna- Rigger, Swabbie. She and Cake are the most recent addition to the crew. Like Fin she was an orphan before being recruited, and was the same age as he was when he was recruited many years ago. She reminded Fin of himself, though she was much more eager to be a pirate, so he convinced Scarab to allow her and Cake in. As the youngest in the crew and filled with a need for adventure, she often is the first to rush in without thinking things through. This has gotten them into troubling situations before. To make up for it, she is doing her best to learn how to fight from Fin so that she can properly defend herself.

Cake- Swabbie. When she joined, she was given the same magic dust that Jake had. In Jake's absence, she has had to learn how to use the stretchy power relic that he left behind on the ship. With some big shoes to fill, she makes it her business to keep others positive/entertained (this has yet to work on Scarab)

Not sure if there should be Bubblegum and Marceline or Gary and Marshal, or both, so feel free to imagine their inclusion however you prefer. Coming up with this stuff is hard, okay?

Prismo- hostage. Prismo lived most of his life under control of his strict father, and began sneaking out at night to live his own life. With little friends, he befriended an owl that happened to nest outside his window. One night he met Jake and they got along well, meeting up every night for a week until Prismo's father caught them. Only then did Prismo find out that Jake was part of Scarab's crew which his father had been working tirelessly to catch. Prismo was grounded, and Jake was jailed to be hung. After his capture, Prismo sympathizes with their crew, and wants to support their goal of having Jake released. It takes a lot of convincing from Prismo to be allowed to roam free on the ship after they have set sail (which Scarab permits on the grounds that Prismo simply doesn't have the combat skill be able to seriously injure any of them even if he wanted to). Scarab is highly skeptical of Prismo's sympathy, and keeps a close watch that Prismo cant help but be highly aware of. Fionna reassures him that it's just how Scarab is, but with his nervously pushy attitude Prismo is slowly able to break down Scarab's emotional walls one by one.

If anyone does anything with this I'd love to see it

#fionna and cake #adventure time #prohibitedwish #prohibited wish #the scarab #prismo #simon petrikov #finn and jake #finn the human #jake the dog #fionna campbell #cake the cat #fionna the human #betty grof #just writing

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jacksdinonuggets · 8 days

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Shes watching jake and the never land pirate

#age regression #sfw agere #hazbin hotel agere #sfw agere art #agere art

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littledragon1 · 2 years

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Kids shows for ages 🧸0-4🧸

Octonauts

Dinosaur train

Daniel the tiger

Super why!

Mickey Mouse

Bubble guppies

Sofia the first

Blues clues

Jake and the never land pirates

Little Einstein’s

Puffin rock

Super monsters

Nature cat

Shows for 🌺5-8🌺

Wild Kratts

Sid the science kid

Doc mcstuffins

Odd squad

Xavier riddle and the secret museum

Number blocks

Ask the storybots

Ready jet go

Super monsters

Muppet babies

#sfw little blog #age regressor #caregiver #sfw agere #agere little #agere blog #sfw little post #littlexspace #sfw little #baby regression #kid regression #agere carer #kids shows

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ferris-the-wheel · 7 months

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Reblog this for more results

@mermaidfanficlibrary @officialdaydreamer00 @qwakque @b-floyd-o-leech-b

#seahorse🐚#wishingstar🌠#nostalgia #nostalgic #kids shows

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kaythefloppa · 3 months

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Something that 5-10 year old me would've loved to see in Jake and the Neverland Pirates is the fairies from the Tinker Bell prequels. I understand that Disney probably didn't want to connect the show with their direct-to-video movies because of separate branding, (and both properties were slowly coming to an end in the mid-10's) but they were making those movies at the same time as the show. Not only that, the fairies are said to communicate to the NeverLand Pirates from Pixie Hollow through a rock. And it's repeatedly noted that Izzy got her pixie dust from "The Fairies" - Faries that Peter Pan knows... the same Peter Pan who is friends with a fairy... a fairy from Fairy Hollow.

The opportunities were right there. I'm thinking off the top of my head a potential episode (probably Season 2 or 3, fuck Season 4 lmao) - with all these ideas

Rosetta meeting Tick-Tock all grown up,

Zarina teaching Izzy Pixie Dust Alchemy,

Fawn playing with Patch the Pirate Pup,

Silver-Mist turning Mermaid Lagoon into a waterpark for the mermaids,

Iridessa and Brightly the Firefly having a lightshow,

Vidia bullying the absolute SHIT out of Captain Hook and Mr. Smee (and possibly Sharky and Bones) to the point where even the popinjays are crying (don't tell me that wouldn't happen)

Clank, Bobble, just being completely confused with the existence of Bucky but loving him anyways.

Queen Clarion and Lord Milori being like protective mini-parents to the puny pirates

Peter and Tink actually revealing how they met (i.e. the prequel we SHOULD'VE gotten to end off the Tink series)

And my personal favorite, (angst ahead) all of them flying to Pixie Hollow to visit Gruff's cave to visit him in hibernation.

Okay maybe not all of them would've happened, but just food for thought.

#jake and the never land pirates #tinker bell #peter pan #the massive reception on my jatnlp post from 3 months ago has gotten me hooked onto posting the main tag #I also rewatched the ending scene to NeverBeast and GOD it made me cry #Tinker Bell and JATNLP left this world far too soon ngl

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shanibun-nwn · 1 year

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jake and the never land pirates > one piece

#illustrators on tumblr #captain hook #peter pan #jake and the neverland pirates #meme #disney

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disneytva · 8 days

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Disney Networks May 2024 Programming Highlights

FRIDAY, MAY 3

Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney Junior Pupstruction – “Pirate Party/A Playful Playground” (1-23) (10:00-10:30 a.m. EDT on Disney Channel/9:00-9:30 a.m. EDT on Disney Junior, TV-Y)

“Pirate Party” – The Pup Crew builds a pirate ship.

“A Playful Playground” – Pupstruction tries to build a playground that will make all the kids happy.

Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney Junior Mickey Mouse Funhouse – “Goofy’s Birthday … in Space!” (3-03) (10:30-11:00 a.m. EDT on Disney Channel/9:30-10:00 a.m. EDT on Disney Junior, TV-Y)

Goofy’s birthday party keeps getting interrupted by Rocket Mouse’s outer space emergencies.

Jaime Camil (“Jane the Virgin”) reprises his role as Rocket Mouse.

Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney Junior Firebuds – “The Drive Along/Rescue Club Rangers” (2-07) (11:30 a.m.-12:00 p.m. EDT on Disney Channel/9:55-10:25 a.m. EDT on Disney Junior, TV-Y)

“The Drive Along” – The Firebuds join Axl’s “trambulance” dad on a ride along.

“Rescue Club Rangers” – The Firebuds try to earn Rescue Club badges by completing a forest rescue course.

SATURDAY, MAY 4

Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney XD Monsters at Work – “Descent into Fear” (2-09) (10:00-10:25 a.m. EDT, TV-G)

Tylor and Val start their first days at their new jobs: Tylor as a Scarer at FearCo and Val as a Jokester at Monsters, Inc.

Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney XD Monsters at Work – “Powerless” (2-10) (10:25-10:50 a.m. EDT, TV-G)

After a devastating blackout, Tylor must reconnect with Val to bring power back to Monstropolis.

Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney XD Hailey’s On It! – “Student of the Weak/Smother Knows Best” (1-28) (11:00-11:30 a.m. EDT, TV-Y7)

“Student of the Weak” – Hailey pulls out all the stops to be named Student of the Week.

“Smother Knows Best” – When Hailey and Scott go “Running with the Goats” for a list item, Hailey tries to keep her meddling mom away.

FRIDAY, MAY 10

Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney Junior Firebuds – “Fire Tower Frenzy/What’s Cookin’” (2-08) (11:30 a.m.-12:00 p.m. EDT on Disney Channel/9:55-10:25 a.m. EDT on Disney Junior, TV-Y)

“Fire Tower Frenzy” – The Firebuds visit a mountaintop fire tower to help look out for forest fires.

“What’s Cookin’” – Flash teams up with Chef Fernando and Chef Al in a bake-and-race competition for charity. The episode features recurring guest stars José Andrés (“We Feed People”) as Chef Al, Oscar Nuñez (“The Office”) as Chef Fernando, Padma Lakshmi (“Top Chef”) as Chef Pavani, and Julie Nathanson (“Avengers Assemble”) as Chef Fran.

SATURDAY, MAY 11

Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney XD Hailey’s On It! – “The Biggest Luger/An Imposter is Born” (1-29) (11:00-11:30 a.m. EDT, TV-Y7)

“The Biggest Luger” – Scott receives an invitation to a prestigious luge academy.

“An Imposter is Born” – Hailey lives the life of her favorite pop star but finds out it’s all work and no play.

FRIDAY, MAY 17

Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney Junior Firebuds – “Woodland Wiley/P.I. Piston” (2-19) (11:30 a.m.-12:00 p.m. EDT on Disney Channel/9:55-10:25 a.m. EDT on Disney Junior, TV-Y)

“Woodland Wiley” – The Firebuds take back a mirror Wiley steals while learning outdoor skills in the woods. Pamela Adlon (“Better Things”) recurs as Principal Kagan.

“P.I. Piston” – Piston solves the mystery of the disappearing instruments during music class. “Weird Al” Yankovic (“Milo Murphy’s Law”) and Lisa Loeb (“Jake and the Never Land Pirates”) recur as Latch and Laura.

SATURDAY, MAY 18

Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney XD Hailey’s On It! – “I Wanna Dance With My Buddy” (1-30) (11:00-11:30 a.m. EDT, TV-Y7)

Hailey’s plan to tell Scott her feelings at the school dance is thrown into disarray when a compatibility app says they might not be meant for each other.

FRIDAY, MAY 24

Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney Junior Firebuds – “Mayor for the Day/Dozer Disaster” (2-18) (11:30 a.m.-12:00 p.m. EDT on Disney Channel/9:30-9:55 a.m. EDT on Disney Junior, TV-Y)

“Mayor for the Day” – Piston wins a chance to be mayor for the day but gets carried away, making Gearbox Grove the safest town ever.

“Dozer Disaster” – The Firebuds try to save a grove of trees from being bulldozed.

Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney Junior SuperKitties – “Cat’s Pajamas/Country Kitty” (2-05) (2:00-2:30 p.m. EDT on Disney Channel/9:30-10:00 a.m. EDT on Disney Junior, TV-Y)

“Cat’s Pajamas” – Cat Burglar and a mystery thief compete to steal the Kittydale banner.

“Country Kitty” – Bitsy shares her cure for homesickness with Cousin Sassy. Anika Noni Rose (“The Princess and the Frog”) guest stars as Cousin Sassy.

FRIDAY, MAY 31

Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney Junior Pupstruction – “Mayor Boots/Good Clean Race” (1-24) (10:00-10:30 a.m. EDT on Disney Channel/9:00-9:30 a.m. EDT on Disney Junior, TV-Y)

“Mayor Boots” – Bobby Boots becomes mayor for the day.

“Good Clean Race” – Pupstruction tries to save family photo day when Bailey takes her race car for a test drive outdoors.

Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Junior Firebuds – “Haywire Halo/Smorgasburger” (2-10) (11:30 a.m.-12:00 p.m. EDT on Disney Channel/9:55-10:25 a.m. EDT on Disney Junior, TV-Y)

“Haywire Halo” – The Firebuds perform their first aerial rescue during a mountain hike.

“Smorgasburger” – Flash wants to open a booster shake stand at a food truck festival. Padma Lakshmi (“Top Chef”) and Julie Nathanson (“Avengers Assemble”) recur as Chef Pavani and Chef Fran.

#Hailey's On It #Hailey's On It!#Haileys On It #Haileys On It!#Monsters At Work #Monsters Inc #Monsters Inc The Series #Monsters Inc: The Series #Firebuds #SuperKitties #Pupstruction #Disney Channel #Disney Junior #Disney Jr

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lisa-and-shadow · 7 months

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My thoughts on Starfield:

First of all, I do really enjoy the game for all of its flaws. Just want to get that out of the way first.

It is, from toe to tip, a Bethesda game. For better or worse. It definitely has a very Fallout-esque flavor. As a big fan of Obsidian's The Outer Worlds, I can't help but compare the two and they are similar in a lot of ways. We are definitely having cowboy times in space doodoo do doo. That's not a bad thing though. I think it's easy to see influences from all sorts of sci-fi sources throughout the game. We've got space miners on asteroids, rag-tag space pirates, slick corpos, uptight military leaders, and the aforementioned independent minded space cowboys. Pick a trope from a popular title and it's in there. We've even got space drugs made from fish!

Technical downsides? Menu upon menus within loadscreens within menus. It's fairly quick, but it just takes you out of the action. So you wanna fly to another planet? Sit in the pilot's seat. Tiny unskippable scene of you sitting down. Menu to take off pops up. Cinematic cut scene of you taking off plays. Now you're in orbit. You might have a random encounter in orbit, peaceful or hostile. (Some really fun ones.) Open your main menu. Go to the star map. Find the star system you want to travel to and select it. Click Jump. Cutscene of your ship doing a FTL jump to that system. Load screen. Now you're in orbit in the new system. Open that menu back up to scan the planet and find a landing site. Etc etc.

ORRRRR you can pick a planet you've already been to, or from your quest log, and just fast travel there from the main menu and never fly in space at all. ??? Aside from kinda defeating the point, you have skill points to level up how much cargo your ship can carry that requires you to make FTL jumps. And BY GOD will you need cargo space.

The game does not explain things well. I guess Todd was tired of hearing about how Skyrim was too "hand holdy" because this game doesn't tell you shit. Once I played for a while I figured things out or I just looked them up online. I also watched a couple of Gameranx videos before I started playing. (I 💜Jake Baldino and Falcon.) That helped tremendously.

Speaking of not telling you things... there are NO city maps. The cities are huge with lots of buildings and shops you can explore and people you can interact with. Good luck memorizing them, bitch. (You'll get used to them eventually, honestly. But I'd kill for a map.) Planets have a surface map but it will only show you a very condensed local area with specific landmarks highlighted on a blank blue background.

There's a lot of really funny stuff in the game that has made me LOL and I want to shout out the writers. Just kooky jokes and silly encounters. Had a pilot hail me to make a Uranus joke. Dead. Had another ship invite on board to party. Very fun.

I personally have not encountered any major bugs to speak of. I thought I did on my first mission but I was in the wrong place bc the game didn't tell me where to go bc fuck maps. I did lose some weapons bc of bugged weapon racks on a ship I got but they weren't anything special. I haven't seen any floating mammoths or anything.

The leveling system is not my favorite. There are a ton of things to potentially put points into from pistol damage to carry weight to how well your ship steers. When you put a point into a trait it unlocks a "challenge". For example, I put a point in security, so until I unlock 5 locks I don't get the bonus from that point. Then once you complete the challenge, the bonus is activated and the next level of that perk is available to unlock. The problem is for some of the combat perks, you're going to be making pistol kills (or whatever) that aren't counting towards your perk bc you don't have a point to unlock the next level. Or maybe you forgot to go into that menu 30 minutes ago, or didn't realize that perk was done. Bethesda said they were trying to keep players from getting too OP and having too many perk points but damn. It sucks bc base building is also limited by perks.

Base building! Ok so this is a mash-up of Fallout 4 and No Man's Sky sort of... kind of. Apparently your main objective is to place bases on planets to harvest valuable resources like Helium-3. Considering that I already have more companions than I do places to put them, I was looking for a place to assign these folks so they'd stop pestering me on my dang ship. You can build bases right from the get go, but certain things are blocked off until you have a couple of perks unlocked. I always need more perk points. Ugh.

There are 4 companions you can romance. I immediately started flirting with the cowboy single dad. He looked boring before the game came out, but I'm 100% a sucker. He has a southern accent and a raspy voice and calls his daughter "gumdrop". He's like a 15% himbo. One of his voice lines after I looted a corpse was, "To the victor go the spoils... Did I say that right?" Shut your mouth and kiss me. AND! His baby mama is NOT dead. I won't spoil it, but it is refreshing as fuck!!

Yes, I did unlock the Adoring Fan from Oblivion and add him to my crew. How could I not?? He's everything you could possibly imagine and more. 11/10

Heller 💜

I'm a ways into the main story but these are my take aways without any real spoilers. It's fun. It really is. I'm a loot gremlin and Beth outdid themselves with the lootables on this one. So yeah. I like it. It's pretty much what I expected.

#starfield #I'm sure i forgot something i wanted to say #brain is potato 🥔

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I made something inspired by @xandri-art's Werewolf Kuromi TF art, Which is about Jimmy Five having werewolf stages like this (And yes, They are inspired by Dareen Younes!):

Stage 1: Jimmy Five is a completly normal human, Until he got bitten by a wolf in the forest.

Stage 2: Jimmy Five's hands grew grey fur with paws and claws, And he also gows semi-wolf ears and fangs as he kinda looks like Jake the wolf from Jake And The Never Land Pirates.

Stage 3: Jimmy Five starts transfroming into a semi-werewolf with more fur with a tail and his eyes turned yellow.

Stage 4 (FINAL ONE!): Jimmy Five finally turns into an actual werewolf as hie becomes one dangerous beast in Lemon Tree Street.

#werewolf tf #male werewolf #werewolf boy #werewolves #jimmy five #cebolinha #turma da monica #monica and friends #monica's gang

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Alabama Song

Jake Kiszka x reader

18+ only! Minors do not interact!

Warnings: graphic sexual content, unprotected sex, language, alcohol consumption, dirty talk, mild impact play, praise kink, daddy kink, pet names, degradation, use of toys, etc.

This one’s for this beauty...thank you, my lovely anon

“You’re fucking disgusting.” your words are mashed together into one languid syllable as you tug Jake into the bedroom, both of you wobbling on four left feet. “You stink of whiskey…” you lean in and draw in a breath of him, “and weed.”

“S’that any way to speak to…” he stumbles over himself, weight landing hard against you. You aren’t any steadier, and you crash to the ground with matching groans.

“We fell down.” he informs you seriously, like you might not have realized.

“Now we’ve gotta get up.” You shrug, as if it’s no big deal, but honestly, you can’t begin to fathom how you’ll go about doing so.

“That any way to speak to the whiskey warrior?” he asks, completing his thought this time around, except ‘warrior’ comes out sounding more like…well, like nothing the English language has ever boasted.

“You didn’t beat Josh.” you point out, rolling on to your stomach. Maybe if you can hike yourself up on your knees, you might find the way to your feet more easily.

“YesssIdid…” he slurs, sounding incredulous.

“You drank more, but then you puked on yourself.” you remind him, resting your cheek on the floor of the bedroom to stop the room from spinning.

“That was a cough s’all.” he lies, shaking his fist around like a frustrated old man. “I won’t stand for this character assasination.”

“Assas-na-tay-shunnn?” you ask, poking fun at the way his heavy, drunk tongue has massacred the word.

“‘Y’heard me.” he offers an exaggerated nod and crawls over to where you’re trying to pull yourself up.

“Help me into bed, wouldya, darling? Seem to have lost me legs.”

“Pirate Jake’s no fun.” you complain. “Where’s Oliver? I want Oliver.”

He gives up and sprawls out on the floor, limbs splayed out like he might be readying to make a snow angel. “S’just ‘cause you wanna fuck Oliver.”

“So?” No point in arguing. At last, you manage to haul yourself to your feet, steeling yourself against the bed. “C’mon up here and fuck me, Kiszka.”

“Sammy boy!” he snaps his fingers sloppily into the air. “Josh? Kelly? Hell, Ronnie? Anybody? The lady’s requested a Kizska.” he slurs his own last name adorably.

“Y’know which Kiska I want.” you nudge him in the ribs with your toe when he rolls closer to your feet.

“Help.” he says it softly, almost like he’s calling your name in his sleep the way he sometimes does.

“Oh no,” you lament. “This is going to be bad.”

He nods slowly in agreement, and thrusts his hand up at you.

It takes a ridiculous amount of time, but eventually you’re both stretched out across the mattress, loose limbs tangled together.

“Can I tell you something?” you whisper, unsure of whether he’s already passed out or not.

“Go on, darling.” he mumbles.

“You kinda smell like vomit.” you smile, though he can’t see you in the dark. It’s doubtful he could focus on you in the light, even if there was any to be seen.

“It’s a new cologne. French, you uncultured swine.”

“Did you jus’ call me a swine?” you ask with feigned shock.

“S’also french.” he slurs. “Means pretty.”

You roll over and straddle his lap gracelessly. “You smell terrible.” you run your hand through the tangled mess of his tresses. “And your hair is so gross. All knotted and sweaty. Speaking of sweat, you’re covered in it. Lookit yourself…” your fists curl into his wrinkled, stained shirt and then reach up, trying your hardest to brush the drenched locks, that stick to his face in ribbons, away. “Fuckin’ mess.”

“Be nice.” he ruts his hips up into you, but you feel nothing but softness.

“Never said I didn’t like it. I’ll fuck you just like this. I’ll fuck you all dirty and sloppy drunk…I don’t care.”

“Not the only one who’s drunk.” he points out lazily. “Look at your pretty tits falling out of your shirt and you didn’t even notice. Bad girl.”

“Why are you lookin’ at my tits, Jacob? Pervert.” you tease, yanking down on the scoop neck of your top to expose them totally.

“‘Cause I wanna put them in my mouth.” he says it matter-of-factly, like the answer should have been obvious.

“Do it then.” you challenge.

He lifts his weary head from the pillow and immediately drops it back down. “Bring them to me, will you, baby?”

You lean forward and he begins to suck at your right nipple with a messy, yet somehow delicate, technique…completely ignoring the left in a way he normally never would. Soon, his suckles begin to slow, drawing out gently…a baby drifting off at his mother’s breast.

“Jake…” you call softly.

His eyes laze open, slightly unfocused.

“Please, Jakey?” you need him so badly, but again, when you grind down into his lap…nothing.

“You’re gonna have to wake it up, darling.” he mumbles around the tightened tip of your breast. “Whiskey dick’s a bitch.”

“Goddamn you and Josh with your stupid drinking contests.” you snap, but it’s quiet and subdued, as you are also far too intoxicated to get properly worked up.

“Dinnit see you turnin’ anything down.” he points out, pawing at your hair as you wind a swerving path down his body.

It takes much too long for you to figure out how to operate his belt, and even longer to maneuver his button and zipper around…but finally, his cock rests, soft and sleeping, inches from your kiss.

“Dunno, Jakey…” you tease, licking along his length. “Seems like this pretty dick of yours doesn’t feel like coming out to play.”

“Shhh, put it in your mouth.” the demand rambles out of him as if it’s all one listless word.

He’s clammy and damp everywhere. Sweat beading and rolling down the expanse of his body. The scent of him, so just completely…Jake, is intensified ten-fold. It’s indecent and vulgar, salacious and improper, and it makes you love it even more. It makes you want it even more. You want to lick him clean…to swallow it all down as you nestle your face against him.

You ignore his cock and sink down further until the flat of your tongue can roam along his balls in a slow, savoring, stripe.

“Don’t, baby…” he protests with a shivering sigh. “M’all sweaty…you don’t have to-”

He quiets with a sharp hiss of breath when you suck one into your mouth, rolling it this way and that on your tongue with tender care.

You work him over thoroughly, sucking and licking every inch of him until he’s dripping wet, humming in pleasure, scratching at your scalp, purple marks blooming on the insides of his thighs…yet still– soft.

“‘Kay,” he wraps his hands around your shoulders and bestows a clumsy pat. “If I remember this in the morning, m’gonna pretend I don’t…but baby, it’s not happening.”

“Try.” you protest, sucking his soft, silken dick back into your mouth.

“Been trying, darling.” he sounds hopeless, and wasted…unbelievably wasted.

“But I want it.” you pout, sloppily lapping over his unresponsive tip. “C’mon and make me cum.”

His hand swats at your thigh with a uncoordinated flourish. “Come sit on Daddy’s face.” His words, slurred nearly beyond recognition or not, light a fire in your belly. Still, you argue, rightfully.

“You can’t even make your tongue work to form words, Jacob…” incidentally, neither can you. “How do you expect to get me off with it?”

“Know what?” he grabs for your shirt, misses, tries again, and then pulls you down close. “‘Bout tired of your smart mouth, little miss hot shit.”

“Bet Josh could get it up.” you tease, licking into his mouth. “Maybe I should go ask him to rail me into the couch. S’his cock s’pretty as his twin’s?”

“That’s fuckin’ it…” it tumbles out of him like he hasn’t even realized he’s spoken. “You wanna cock so bad? Grab it outta that fuckin’ drawer. Go on.”

You know what he means, but remain still all the same.

“Now, you fuckin’ cock slut. Move.” he’s still slurring to beat the band, but something hides behind his tone that makes you jump into drunken action, reaching forward to blindly search out the dildo hidden in your bedside drawer.

“Yeah,” he sounds so fucking smug. “Look at that…hurry up. I don’t have all night to fuck around with you.”

Your fingers curl around it and then, there you have it, held up and displayed between the two of you.

He snatches it out of your grip and thrusts it down beside his own cock. His first order comes, clipped and dark… “Lift your skirt.” His second, darker still, “Ride it.”

Without hesitation, you scramble around until the silicone head, smooth and still cool to the touch, is nudging at your soaked entrance. “Fuck it like it’s mine and you’re trying to make me cum. Do it.”

You slide down to the base, shuddering when his knuckles graze over your aching clit. “Aw’baby…” he stammers. “So greedy. Aren’t you sad that there won’t be any cum to fill this pretty hole of yours?”

“Fu– oh fuck…Jake…” You’re fucking yourself as best you can, unable to find a rhythm in your alcohol induced stupor.

“That’s it.” he watches you, but barely, blinking rapidly to regain his focus. “A whore…thatswhatyouare. Wretched whore…miserable little cunt always soaked n’ desperate. Tell me.”

“I am…” you nod urgently, feverishly searching for the right angle. “M’your whore.”

“Fucking vile...” he growls through his clenched teeth, “Can’t even wait for the real thing.”

Suddenly, he rips the cock out of you and before you can wrap your head around what’s happening, it’s landing, wet and heavy, against your stunned face in a revolting smack, before descending right back down to slip into your fluttering walls.

“Cum,you fucking slut...my filthy fuckin’ girl. Want it.” his tongue curls out as if he wants to lick your mouth, but you’re too far away.

Your hand drops to play with your clit, struggling to slip into the sweet, circling pace that is normally second nature. “Yeah, y’like that?” the way he sounds...sloppy, and barely there, is fucking with your head in the best way. “You like touching your pretty clit?”

“Mhmm…” you’re not sure how you’ve managed the tiny sound of confirmation, you feel a million miles away, and yet right beside him all at once. Without warning, the truth slips out before you can quiet the intrusive thought. “I hate that you’re still soft…makes me feel like you don’t want me.”

“Always want you, baby.” he hasn’t missed a beat, proving it’s the truth. “Told you, whiskey dick. You’re a fuckin’ wet dream…so hot. S’fuckin sexy.”

It’s inarticulate and less pragmatic than his reassurance would normally be, but unexpectedly, you love it all the more because of those things.

“C’mon you fuckin’ wet dream…pretty little cunt dripping all over me…cum for Daddy. Be a good girl…be a real good girl…”

His heavy lidded eyes are now trained unwaveringly between your legs, watching you work yourself over the dildo fisted in his hand as you stumble closer and closer to that blissful end you need so badly.

“Please…” you pant out, clutching at the shirt he’s still clad in, unbothered by the fact that it still bears the remnants of the dinner that drunkenly vacated his stomach.

“C’mon…” he coaxes softly, but it’s as though he’s spoken a thousand words…an opus of filthy encouragement lives in that tiny, slurred, verbal nudge.

“Jake…” it’s whiny, and drawn out. Shaking and hungry. So unlike yourself you scarcely recognize it…someone else might have stepped into the room momentarily to call his name for as foreign as it sounds.

“C’mon.” he repeats, thrusting the toy into you faster as you rock yourself down onto it. “Want it, baby. Wanna watch my sweet little thing cum. S’pretty.”

“More…” your nails curl into his soiled button up, and it’s a demand of only one word, but even in his state of intoxication, he understands. Praise…it’s what you want, what you need.

“Pretty baby…” he mumbles, fumbling around at your waist with his free hand. “That’s what you are. Beautiful…yeah, fuck…” he falters when you cry out and thrust against his hand harder. “Gorgeous little whore…all mine. Even when I can’t get it up. Still my fu- still my fuckin’ baby.”

Your head drops back, eyes gazing, unseeing, at the ceiling “Jake…” you breathe, it’s the only word you know right now “Jakejakejakejakejake fuck, please, Jake…”

You can’t see him, but you can feel his languid encouragement. He’s enjoying this, but in such a curious way, as though you could be a glass of cool lemonade he’s indulging in on a sweltering day. It’s odd to be on this solitary end of pleasure, but not unpleasant. In fact, you feel even hotter at the thought of it…taking what you want when what he wants doesn’t matter much at all. You shouldn’t love the selfishness of it as much as you do, but there it is, and it’s shoving at you, bullying you closer and closer toward the orgasm that is tugging away at the fringes of your being.

“Talk to me…” you gasp, desperate for his voice. The things he says, and the way he says them…so soft and velvety, slow and sensual, guiding you along like a beacon.

“And say what?” he pretends to mock you, but you pick up on the need in his tone right away. “How I know you need it bad? How that pussy’s making a mess of my hand?” he smacks at your face, owning you even though his movement is unskilled and messy. “Or maybe just that I love you? Love you s’much.”

Those words, that slurred, dragged out confession of adoration sends you crashing into the wall. The pleasure detonates within you, stealing your breath, leaving you unable to make a sound. Your mouth falls open in a silent scream as your body grinds to a halt. He’s too far gone to manhandle you around enough to continue fucking the toy up into you, so he settles on spinning it inside as you cum hard above him.

“That’s my girl…” he murmurs…working you through it until you fall against him.

His hand cups the back of your head as he tugs the dildo out of you, dropping it to the floor without care. Within seconds, his breathing is deep and rhythmic…a quiet snore creeping in. It lulls you right alongside, and you slip into unconsciousness right there, wet and disheveled, curled over top of him.

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