#like genuinely so fucking envious

[ac1dhao]

lee seokmin, you’ll always be THAT pretty mf.

#numero uno witnesses i hope yal sleep well. #cause why am i not part of the crowd #what the e fuck #ure telling me yal saw numero uno seokmin #THE NUMERO UNO SEOKMIN #im so jealous #like genuinely so fucking envious #im gonna go ballistic if i thjnk bout it again #anyways #fuck i love seokmin so much #seventeen #seventeen dk #dokyeom #seokmin #svt #🌏;seokmin

[uncanny-tranny]

happy transsexual thursday!!!! i'm at a nail salon getting my nails done. since starting my transition to male i've always kinda found it hard to be more feminine but the people at my local nail salon are super accepting and nice (and also don't mind that i'm mostly silent during appointments 😭)

I've felt the same way, not gonna lie! I was so nervous to wear heels to an event, but it was genuinely fine, like it was actually so relieving... I can only dream to go to a nail salon ong

#ask #anon #transsexual thursday #my old gay friend (somewhat relevant) wanted to go get his nails done and i was so envious of him for being brave enough to consider it #but tbf i was pre-transition and he was wanting to actually explore femininity in ways i wasn't ready to (re: pre-transition) #ugh if my job wasn't so labour-intensive i'd've done my nails so much more by now #like black nails are genuinely something i wish i could grow naturally 😭 #ANYway!!!! i am so proud of you!!! i hope you love your nails!!!!!! #i hope you have NOTHING but good experiences <<3 #your femininity fucking RULES. your maleness is NOT cancelled out by it; your femininity actually enhances your maleness because it is YOURS

[deunmiu-dessie]

price, after seeing you with kids, vows to himself that he'll get you pregnant.

  "i'm so happy you guys could make it!"

    john watches fondly as you smile. it's wide and genuine, the action making your nose scrunch up; your head tilting to the side to mimic the woman's excitement─ and john can hardly take his gaze off of you. your eyes glimmer at the sight of your heavily pregnant best friend and the woman watches with a soft smile as the two of you make your way up their driveway. 

 your body is tucked away underneath john's arm, the usual warmth of your perfume; a sweet and spicy blend of saffron and sugared vanilla, has him unable to keep his hands off of you and he makes it obvious with the way his thumb rubs back and forth over your bare shoulder. and you're just as guilty as he is, with the way your hand is nestled snuggly in the back pocket of his jeans, the other stationed right atop his hand that rests affectionately on your shoulder. 

when the two of you can make it to gatherings in your neighborhood, there's bound to be talk and swooning about you and john the next day. most women were envious that even after being together for years, it seemed like the two of you were still in your honeymoon phase.

 "jas! babe, what are you doing up?" your voice is a teasing lilt as you shimmy your way out from under john's arm, looking back at him briefly to flash him a pleased smile. however, it's different from the one you sent jasmine earlier, it's softer, intimate, and familiar and it warms his belly better than bourbon ever could; his eyes soften and he smiles back, the crow's feet around his eyes deepening. 

despite john only having a few days off until his next mission, which he had wanted to spend with you, cuddled up next to the fireplace and watching movies, or perhaps cooking and baking with each other, all lovey-dovey and tête-à-tête─ you had instead asked if he could spare a day and go to a cookout hosted by a mutual friend. 

of course, he couldn't say no to you. not when you looked so reluctant to ask in the first place, with your eyebrows furrowed and a small frown marring your lips─ the same lips he had languidly kissed until it flipped right side up, with gentle murmurs of reassurance. besides, john didn't mind jasmine's husband. tom was a retired colonel of the army and they had hit it off quite quickly, especially given john's position. 

  reluctantly, john's eyes drift away from where you stand hugging jasmine, immediately spotting tom who is situated with a few other men at the grill. sucking in a breath, john made his way over to them, a smile splitting his cheeks when tom notices him, his tongs clanging against the metal. "well i'll be damned, if it isn't john, fucking, price." 

 the two men join hands briefly, "tommy, i've been gone a few months and she's already pregnant again." john chuckles softly at tom's sheepish look, the man's cheeks pinkening. "m'surprised y'r balls haven' shriveled up yet." john finishes, dropping into a squat to pluck a lone water nestled amongst the beers. “well, what can i say? she’s all over me!” tom, through his boisterous laughter at his own joke, notices the bottle and sends john a smirk, "you gone in a few days?"

 john grunts, hoping to save himself from the conversation, talk of work right now would only annoy him. tom clasps him on the shoulder firmly and sends him a mocking grin, perhaps this is why john liked tom, banter flowed naturally between the two of them. john was reminded of gaz time and time again when holding a conversation with the retired colonel. "it's as i said before. maybe it's time for you to settle down, you're not getting any younger."

  john grunts at that one too, eyes scanning the bustling cook-out to look for your comforting presence. he immediately finds you amongst your group of friends, a newborn babe nestled in the crook of your arms delicately and other children playing a simple version of tag around your legs. you're gazing down at the baby with envious adoration, eyes sparkling with awe and something akin to being maternal and it knocks the breath from his throat, his heart swelling within his chest at the sight of you. 

   and for a moment, he pictures that you're holding his child in your arms and that those are his kids circling your legs. and it's when your eyes somehow find his, your smile shy and your eyes almost pleading, that he swears to himself that he'll get you pregnant. and an ache to see your belly swollen with his child starts in his chest before traveling straight to his cock. tom chuckles, it's a knowing and judgment-free look. "i guess your mind is made up, huh captain?"

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[a-hazbin-reader]

Hii I love your work!

Could you do a (romantic but.. crush stage) headcanon of Alastor helping the reader and the reader gives him a kiss as a thank you and Alastor is like "what the hell was that?" Reader genuinely feeling bad for kissing him and Alastor says "you should be sorry" but then Alastor starts to constantly help the reader (even more than before) and everyone in the hotel knows what he's doing but reader is dense. Then eventually alastor just bursts into her bedroom shouting "FOR FUCK SAKE WHY WONT YOU KISS ME" (maybe not that but same energy)

Please and thank you :>

I'm just gonna...combine these two...

Alastor X Reader Headcanons

✅️Romantic

❌️Platonic

TW: Alastor being jealous, DOORS, Saucy?

Description: ☝️⬆️

You gave affection freely to those around you, everyone got a hug or a small peck on the cheek

So when you're struggling with something and Alastor helps you out? It's only natural for you to give him a quick kiss on the cheek

It's his reaction to it that makes you think you made a mistake in doing so, his body going stiff and gaze dark

You step back as you start to notice a green haze around him and the glass on his monocle cracking

"Don't you ever do that again, my dear."

"I'm-I'm sorry, Alastor-"

"You should be."

And just like that, he's back to normal, carrying on like nothing had happened and humming a jolly tune

But you still feel so guilty for making him so uncomfortable, that was the last thing you wanted

So you work hard to do better, to respect his boundaries and keep a respectful distance

It's not until later when Alastor has time to think about it that he actually realizes that he kinda enjoyed it

And that he's envious of the others who now freely get to soak up your attention and affection for doing little tasks

Like Husk getting scritches and scratches under his chin because he carried a box for you

Angel getting a warm hug with lots of nuzzling and cooing, all because he used his multiple arms to help you cook

Vaggie sheepishly accepting a thank you kiss because she caught you when you almost took a dive down the stairs

Charlie and Niffty are the worst offenders, always helping you and just eating up your praise and hugs

And now whenever Alastor helps you... you just give him a meek thank you and dash off

He's left there waiting for his hug and kiss that won't ever happen

He's not jealous, he told you not to thank him with physical affection

He just didn't realize that he was shooting himself in the foot when he snapped at you

So he starts trying to tempt you into it, taking every opportunity to help you out with every little thing

Alastor will physically shove the others out of the way in order to be the person who helps you out

And he never gets the proper thank you that he's looking for

It's getting to the point where you're driving him insane with those kissy lips and warm embraces

Why won't you just fucking give him some attention!? Oh yeah. Because he ruined it for himself

You do tell him that you're grateful for him and his help, sweetly smiling at him but keeping yourself at a distance

But it's not enough, he wants what everyone else is getting and then some

He hates being excluded or not being special and it's even worse when it comes to you

Alastor's thin patience suddenly snaps when one day while he's out running errands with you

The two of you bump into Zestial and the great overlord opens a door for you, earning a soft kiss on his cheek

It would almost be cute watching you struggle to do that, considering Zestial's height

But instead...Alastor is fucking irritated 😤

Zestial takes it well and you continue to run errands with Alastor for the rest of the day even though he's visibly sulky

His ears are bent back and his eyes are furious

You wonder what you did wrong

He's a bit distant from you for a couple days after that and you miss having him around

Even if you couldn't be with him, you still liked hanging around him and spending time with him

Just when you're starting to feel sorry for yourself and thinking you did something to offend him, wandering the hotel

He shows up by your side and grabs you, miraculously stopping you from almost falling into a fucking hole in the floor that wasn't there yesterday

Charlie is to blame somehow

You're just so happy to see him hanging out with you again that you hug him out instinct

Only to realize you fucked up and try to pull away-

But Alastor's firm grip on you stops you from moving, and he's looking at you in a way that makes your face heat up

"U-uh...um...thank you...Alastor..."

He tuts at you while shaking his head, pulling you flush against him as he leans in closer

"Words won't suffice anymore, my dear~ I'll only accept one thing as payment for my heroic services~"

You definitely don't melt when he suddenly kisses you and if your arms find their way around his neck then...

Who are you to deny him his payment? Kiss that bastard until he's crawling away and begging for mercy

Me hoping I didn't just shoot myself in the foot by bringing up the door thing again..

#hazbin hotel x reader #alastor hazbin hotel x reader #alastor hazbin x reader #alastor x reader #hazbin x reader

[octoberautumnbox]

I Got All I Need

Le Sserafim Kim Chaewon (ft. Soloist Jo Yuri & Male Reader)

Categories/warnings: smut, phone sex, masturbation, voyeurism i think, anal, abuse, rough sex, like really really rough sex (kinda)

Word count: 1.6k

a/n: wrote on a whim lol no proofread no beta im sorry anways--

Chaewon lay bored in her bed, having exhausted her SNS feeds and Watch Later playlist. Her members sent all manner of pictures with their families and other friends in the groupchat, and honestly, genuinely, Chaewon was happy for them! And just a teeny bit envious, that's all, cross her heart and hope to die.

Her phone read 6:06 pm, and on her first long weekend off in the year, she had nothing to do. She was getting desperate for some fun. She opened her contacts app and punched in a random number.

"Ah, sorry, Chaewon-ssi," the voice on the other end of the line admitted, "Yena won't be back in Korea until next Friday. I'll let her know you called."

"Hi, this is Eunbi! I can't come to the phone right now. Please leave me a message and I'll get back to you in a jiffy!" Of course she uses an answering machine, Chaewon thought.

"Hi, Unnie!" Chaewon was overjoyed! "Hey Minmin, I was just curious if you were down to eat--" The sound of a bell rang loud in the other side of the phone call. "Oops, I'm really really sorry Unnie. Gotta get back now. Long night ahead of us, they're even killing my character again today! See you soon!"

Looking to her closet, Chaewon's mind was half-set to just put on a warm coat and go out alone. That's a thing people do nowadays, right? Go out and eat by themselves?

Sighing, she went for one last-ditch effort. She knows she won't pick up. She knows that even if she does, she wouldn't want to come out. She knows that if she wants to come out, it'll be shabu-shabu and sitting around by the Han River. "Oh well," Chaewon resigned, "At least I won't be alone."

She scrolled down her contacts and found her name. Tap, tap, tap, and the ringing started. One ring, two, three, and four. Chaewon expected this, so much so that she's not even disappointed.

"H-hello?" Chaewon fought back a gasp! "Hey, hi Yuri! I was going to go out for a bite--"

"Ah, fuck..." Silence filled the phone line for a good few seconds before Yuri's end broke it again. "Shit, th-that's really good."

"Yuri?" "Ffffuck yes, just like that..." Disbelief filled Chaewon's mind. "Sorry," Yuri struggled to whisper, "wh-who is this?"

"It's... It's Chaewo-" "Fuck! Shit, shit, shit, please..."

Chaewon had half a mind to just drop the call then and there, and she should, right? This is one of her best friends in the world. Busy, as they say, with something important.

"Unnie, I'm so sorry, I just have the thickest cock ripping my asshole apart right now, ahhh, oh fuck, OH FUCK!"

Although, as much as Chaewon wants to deny it, dropping the call was out of the question now. She had to know just what exactly was going on.

"Are you okay, Yuri? Do... you need me to call someone?"

"Haahhhhh... Ahh, AHHHH!" Yuri's scream ripped through the phone line, and Chaewon couldn't keep her own free hand from straying anymore.

"Unnie, I... I need y-you... to keep a... a secret," It was hard for Chaewon to decipher what her friend was saying, between every moan and grunt littered across her speech. She couldn't resist, though, that she was paying more attention to them than whatever words could be spilling out of Yuri's mouth.

"I'm... with my... with my boyfriend. He's p-pounding my ass right now..." Chaewon was groping her own ass at that moment, and she could feel herself getting moist.

She heard whispering at the other end. Yuri's voice rang clearer, even if a bit shakier. "He says... if I end the call... he'll tie me up and, and leave me," Yuri's breaths are heavy and laced with exhaustion, "un-until morning. So I'm sorry, but I can't... Mmmmff..."

Chaewon couldn't believe she was getting hot to the sound of her friend getting fucked hard. There was no way pure, sweet, innocent Yuri was like this, right? Absolutely impossible.

And yet, she found her own hand slipping under her panties. She felt her smooth pussy lips, how they were slick against her fingers, and how her insides were starting to burn up.

"Unnie... he's making me tell you..." Chaewon was all ears now, desperate for more.

"I have six inches of cock up my ass... and three ffffingers... in my soaking cunt." Three wouldn't fit, Chaewon thought, so she settled for two inside herself. Her pussy lips parted for them, and Chaewon let out a tiny "mmmh."

"He... he's rubbing my clit, and... AHHH--" Chaewon was palming her own clit as her fingers shoved themselves slowly in and out of her pussy, letting more of her juices out and onto her panties.

"... and he's s-slapping and pinching it, Unnie..." Frustrated and in heat, Chaewon frantically stripped and kicked away both her shorts and panties; they were ruined anyway. She lay comfortably back onto her bed and spread her legs, in prime position for her own missionary fucking, with regrettably nothing more than her left hand.

"And Unnie..." Her former member's deep and heavy breaths occupied the phone line. "P-please... don't let this... change how you see me... God, please, no..."

Chaewon pumped her fingers in and out of her pussy hard now. Her juices were falling all over her bedsheets, and the scent of her sex reaching her nose only spurred her on.

"Yuri... Tell me."

"He... he creampied me, Unnie..." Suddenly, Chaewon's hips lifted off the bed momentarily as she heard this. Her fingers found a good spot as she returned to the bed, and from then on strove to hit it again and again and again.

"More, Yuri-yah... please..." She couldn't hide it anymore, Chaewon was moaning just as loudly now as her beloved friend.

"Th-three times, Unnie... in my ass..." Chaewon's eyes shut tight as her brain locked onto what was being said. "And... six... I think, in my... my pussy... oh- OH GOD!"

Chaewon started grinding against her palm, forcing more pleasure through her crotch. She humped against the air, lifting and dropping her hips in a needy bid for her sweet release.

"FUCK! Unnie, I can't remember-- Shhhhhit, shitshitshitshit... How- how many times he came in my cunt- AHHHH!"

She could hear it so much better now, how her friend's ass slapped against her boyfriend's waist. Yuri's moans rang louder still, pushing her phone's speaker to its limit.

"Unnie, holy fuck, Unnie... Please... don't..." Yuri collected herself for a moment before starting again. "He... he has my-my nipples in clamps, too... It hurts so good, Chaewon-unnie, shit... everything is so good..."

Chaewon struggled against her top, and managed to get all of it up past her chest and under her neck. Her breasts bounced out from under her bra and relaxed. She pinched and squeezed her left nipple as hard as she could, feeling the nub stiffen against her fingertips.

"And I came, Unnie..." Her fingers returned to pleasuring her now-leaking pussy. Chaewon rubbed around her lips to collect more of her slick, before shoving now three of her fingers inside her.

"I came so... so many times. F-fifteen... before I- ahhh- lost c-count." Chaewon found her pace and rhythm again. She pistoned her fingers into and out of her sex as her moans reached the other end of the line too.

"Fuck, Yuri-yah, that sounds so fucking good... I'm close... I'm so close!"

"He's forcing me t-to tell you, Unnie, ahhhhh..."

Chaewon shut her eyes again, wishing, imagining it was her getting the railing of her life. Only now did she realize how big the wet spot on her bed between her legs was.

"I'm... Unnie, I'm... his slut. I'm his ffffuuuckdoll..."

Chaewon was straining herself now, her arm muscles burning with overexertion. She felt her cunt leak so much of her sex all over her hand. She wildly fingered her g-spot, praying that her climax comes soon.

"I'm his pleasure girl, Unnie," Chaewon heard her friend's voice break with sobs between words and moans. "I'm his slutty, hhhorny, p-personal o-onahole..."

At this point, Chaewon was sobbing too. Why couldn't she have a boyfriend like that? Why can't she be the one getting sexually taken advantage of? She even bet she could make Yuri's boyfriend feel worlds better than Yuri ever could.

"I'm his... I'm his slutty fucking cumdump, Unnie! He fucks me raw and creampies my cunt- AHHHHH- and I love when he fills my womb up so much it leaks out of my abused pussy!"

A scream dragged itself across Chaewon's throat, and she made sure both Yuri and her boyfriend heard. Chaewon's arm burned hotter with overfatigue as she was nearly breaking her own pussy with how hard she was pumping. "Fuck, Yuri! Please! I need to cum!"

"Fuck, Unnie, me too! Shit, Unnie, I have to tell you..."

Tears streamed down Chaewon's cheeks now, her crotch and thighs soaked with her slick. She's already lost control of herself and fully gave in to her body's desires, wailing cries and moans that she couldn't even recognize as her own anymore.

"I'm not safe, Unnie! I'm so fucking f-fertile! He's going to make me pregnant! H-he's put- FUCKING SHIT, PLEASE DADDY- He's putting a fucking baby in my womb!!! AAAHHHHHHH!"

"FFFFUCK, YURI! HOLY FUCK I'M CUMMING SO MUCH!!!"

Chaewon's cum sprayed out of her sore cunt in intense streams. Chaewon forcefully pulled her fingers out as her hips convulsed violently, wringing out every last drop of her climax. She kept squirting for what felt like ages, and with every spurt of her girlcum she grew less and less alert.

Her eyes were heavy, and her ears were failing her. Her hands dropped to the sides, as did her waist onto the mattress as her climax overwhelmingly resolved. She grew less and less aware of her heart beating out of her chest, and, finally, passed out naked on her cum-soaked bed.

a/n: lmao jesus christ anyways this wasn't the incest smut i was talking abt that's still in the works

#girl group smut #izone smut #kpop smut #le sserafim smut #kim chaewon smut #chaewon smut #jo yuri smut

[pomodoko]

The Shuro hate because of the latest episode is pouring in and I cannot even begin to tell you how upsetting it is to see someone who is so much like me be berated by people for being so called "ableist" and "misogynistic" and simply "the worst". He is a product of his environment (a different country, which means a different culture), and sure his love for Falin may be one-sided, but it is still love, and it's love enough he's risking hunger and sleeplessness and self care to find her. Even Chilchuck pointed out that him proposing spontaneously is just something people in his country do. He is not shallow with his love. The same can be seen with his frustration with Laios. It's borned out of miscommunication and cultural differences, and it is clear, very clear, at the end of the episode that he cares deeply for both Laios and Falin. He's envious of Laios's personable and straightforward nature, and he admitted to it. He gave Laios a way out (via the magic bell) and promised to give him his aid when Laios is in trouble. He is a complex and well-written character, and he deserves more than just people shallowly trashing on him.

Also Shuro is also autistic to me but in a different way Laios is ✌️ Come on: hyperfocusing at the cost of your health? Relying on social cues to predict how people think? Too awkward to correct Laios from the fact that he's been saying his name wrong the entire time (his real name is Toshiro)?

Edit: Honestly? Genuinely? I also think a lot of the hate that Shuro receives also borderlines antagonistic because he's "getting in the way of Farcille" (he has not shown any creepy attitude towards Falin) and racist. Genuinely I think a lot of American/Western fans are super racist towards Shuro. He's angry at Laios's mistakes the same way Chilchuck and Namari do (overstepping boundaries, being ignorant of cues, etc) but nobody thinks twice about giving Chilchuck and Namari the pass. How come this repressed man from the equivalent of fucking Feudal Japan gets the boot? Is it because he fought Laios out of fear and the trauma of seeing his team die and his love interest be made into a monster thanks to dark magic? Does his apology and offer to help not count? You people are hypocrites.

#dungeon meshi #dungeon meshi spoilers #shuro dungeon meshi #toshiro dungeon meshi #pmdk talks

[kinopio-writes]

Hi! Would you be willing to write something for Adam with a sensitive reader?

Everyone knows that he is loud-mouthed jerk, even reader, and she loves him regardless, but one day he crosses the line and says something particularly mean that makes her cry. Like REAL mean. To the point that he pauses because he did not think before speaking (or, well, less than usual lol)

I'm happy with whatever format you feel like using! Thank you!

A/N: I will be more than delighted to write that for you. But would you excuse me for a moment? AHHHHHHDISJDIOEOFJSKXJND—I’m sorry; I love this idea so much. Reading ‘Adam with a sensitive reader’ got me hooked instantly. But I’ll go over that in the headcanons, along with the general stuff. And I’ll add a oneshot at the end that plays the exact scenario of Adam taking it too far.

Holy sh!t. I made it so that the reader being sensitive is their greatest but also weakest point and it turned out pretty angsty. Has a bit of hurt/comfort, though. Did I go overboard? Maybe. That’s why it took so long. Sorry, anon.

Words: 2,328 (edited the end a bit because it didn’t sit right with me)

Warnings: Sex is mentioned (only a bit, surprisingly), Angst, Adam being Adam

———

Adam w/ a Sensitive!Reader

• ha, this man is also sensitive himself

• well, sensitive about himself

• he feels his own emotions strongly, so he’s not the caring, easily able to pick up on other’s feelings and empathize type of sensitive

• you, on the other hand, are on the opposite end of the spectrum compared to Adam

• so you experience other people’s emotions just as strongly as yours

• you easily know what makes someone tick

• you’re selfless

• you’re able to admit your mistakes and apologize

• you’re respectful and actively listen to people when they talk about themselves

• you don’t push people down to make yourself seem better

• you try to make everyone feel good and comfortable

• you’re everything he isn’t

• because you fit in Heaven perfectly

• you deserve to be there

• and Adam knows that he doesn’t belong (subconsciously at least)

• you’re able to draw people in just for being yourself

• and he’s envious of it

• so he demeans you and is snarky about everything you do, and every time people give you praise or affection, he tries to divert the attention to himself or just stares at you with utter hatred from afar

• although all of that is just when he hasn’t even had a conversation with you

• after a while of being around you, he’ll cling to you because you give him the reassurance and validation he oh-so craves (he acts as if he didn’t hate you before. What do you mean? You two were always buddy-buddy!)

• you acknowledge all of the things he puts his worth to

• heck, you hang out with him—you sometimes even initiate it—willingly, and you’re genuinely interested in everything he has to say

• but he‘ll only hang out with you where no one recognizes you (so you don’t get all the attention)

• terrible transition here, but he notices that you mimic people’s expressions often

• he definitely makes fun of you for it

• and also mocks you

• up until he realizes that you do the same thing to him, too

• which is fine and all, if only you didn’t do that when he’s upset

• well, you mimic him when he’s joyous as well, but he (already subconsciously) expects you to. I mean, why wouldn’t you? He’s fucking hilarious!

• so you copying his negative emotions just stands out more

• and he…doesn’t like it

• that’s only really what he doesn’t like about you

• and the fact that you hog all the attention

• and the fact that people see you as perfect…

• buuut what happens when he gets to see a new side of you that isn’t exactly upholding that image?

———

Your phone lit up from your bedside table, brightening your otherwise dark room along with the soft glow of your halo. You only moved your eyes to the light, not wanting your tears to spill and dampen your pillows.

You had an inkling as to who was texting you this late—if the fact that your phone lighting up several times in the span of 5 minutes had anything to say.

When the texts stopped pouring in after a few seconds, you heavily sighed, wings ruffling. You resisted the urge to rub your face as you went to grab your phone.

HEY (2:34) HEY (2:34) HEY (2:34) ARE YOU UP? (2:35) I’M BORED (2:35) GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE (2:36) IF YOU’RE UP (2:37) ARE YOU? (2:38) DID I TELL YOU THAT BITCH WITH THE HUGE TITS GOT FIRED TODAY? (2:39)

Figured. Of course, it was Adam. He was the only person you knew who’d be awake at this ungodly hour. And the only person you knew who’d disturb your peace if it meant curing anything that ailed him. Which was now about boredom, it seemed.

You read a few of his texts displayed on your lock screen before tapping one of the notifications and opening the app, scanning the rest of the unread messages.

Adam was going on about ‘that bitch with the huge tits’—her name was Tiffany, you were sure—and how she was rumored to have slept with an archangel to assume higher authority. He also went on to complain about how he didn’t have the chance to bed her anymore since she was basically deemed an outcast and that he couldn’t be seen with someone like her.

You frowned, not believing any of it, but you didn’t have time to think about it enough when he began typing again.

SO YOU’RE AWAKE (2:43)

You barely finished reading the new message when another one popped up.

DON’T IGNORE ME BITCH (2:43)

You frowned deeper, quick to type out a reply.

i’m not (2:43) i was just reading your texts (2:43) don’t worry (2:43) i’ll be there soon (2:44)

When he stopped typing, you placed your phone back on the nightstand, sitting up on your bed as you carefully wiped away your teary eyes. You hugged yourself for a moment, wings functioning as a cocoon while a hand tugged on your hair.

Today had been draining—both mentally and emotionally. Just like the day before, and the day before that. But you didn’t want to think about it, lest you start to cry some more and smear your face with tears this time. What mattered was that everyone was back on their feet again.

Since you didn’t bother changing into your sleepwear when you got home, you only checked your face in the mirror to see if your eyes were puffy or not. You then took in deep breaths, holding up your drooping wings before putting up a charming smile.

You couldn’t stay in the bathroom for long, quickly leaving to tread the path to Adam’s.

•••

“BOO!” Adam’s masked face suddenly peeked from the corner of his hallway, earning an indescribable scream from you as you jerked back. He burst out laughing, brows creased in confusion but also amusement. He couldn’t even make fun of you for getting scared. “What the—what the fuck was that scream?”

Recovering rather quickly as you blinked, you only smiled at him. You were expecting him to wait for you on his couch as his front door was left unlocked, but you weren’t complaining; his action took away any drowsiness you just had.

When Adam didn’t hear you laugh with him, his laughter subsided as he opened his eyes to look at your face. He raised his brows and placed the back of his hands on his hips. “What’s up with you?”

Shit. There was no way Adam was seeing through you.

“Nothing; I just love hearing you laugh.” You heard a tiny squeak in response. “Anyway, what did you make me come over for? Surely not just to scare me.” You moved past Adam and tightly crossed your arms, entering his spacious living room.

“Pshh, fuck no. You’re so easy to spook. Though that was a first. Didn’t know you could hit high notes, (Name).”

You didn’t know what to say to his…compliment? And sort of insult? Was it really either of them? Should you thank him? But in a sarcastic way? No, you weren’t known for being sarcastic, so he might think you were being genuine and look at you weirdly. And it would also seem highly egotistical.

Not as if Adam had much to say about that…

You tugged at your hair when you caught yourself with those thoughts. Shit, that’s so rude! You can’t think that! You shouldn’t think that!

You settled on an awkward chuckle, making yourself appear smaller as you averted your eyes to his TV space.

It was different, certainly. The modular couch pieces were rearranged into a pit sectional. And it looked as though he had chucked a bunch of pillows and one large blanket as an afterthought. It appeared messy, but at least it looked cozy.

“What’s this?”

“Hm? Oh, well, since you were taking your sweet ass time coming here, I thought to switch things up a bit.” You flinched when his head appeared right on your shoulder. “What’d ya think?”

“It looks super comfy.” Adam wore a goofy grin behind you as you walked closer to the area and noticed that he already prepared snacks on the low table. “Is this a way to say you wanna do a movie marathon?”

“You know it, baby.” He flew past you and landed on the sofa, patting the space beside him with a smile you just couldn’t reject.

•••

Heaven’s natural light beginning to peek through the open windows indicated that it was already dawn. Thank goodness you didn’t have work today.

You two—or rather, Adam—had settled on watching the film series, Die Hard. Every single one. You didn’t mind, but you didn’t understand why Adam invited you over if you two were just going to rewatch the film series for the eighth time.

He had also been pretty immersed in the large screen in front of him, so he hadn’t attempted to converse with you ever since the first movie started. In all honesty, he could have just watched them all by himself.

But you didn’t question it. This time was the same as the last seven, after all. You always concluded that maybe he just wanted someone to watch movies with, no talking necessary. Even if the no-talking part sounded a bit out of character.

Was it though? Because he did that quite often. For instance, he constantly brought you along to whatever mundane errands he had to do during the weekdays and never really talked with you unless he found something cool and pointed it out.

Although, the earlier times you tagged along with him on his errands, he kept yapping his mouth off about the ‘totally awesome’ things he does. He talked about music, his own albums, his band, women, sex, and himself as the first-ever man.

As time went on, however, the talking was replaced with silence. You wondered if he just ran out of things to say or if he found it unnecessary to talk anymore.

You also sometimes wondered what was going through his head when he thought you didn’t see him glancing at you while he was doing something he believed was boring.

The sound of Adam’s stomach rumbling broke you out of your train of thought.

You both looked at each other blankly as if either of you were to blame.

He blinked to break the eye contact between you. “(Name), I’m hungry.”

You snorted, facing ahead. “You ate all of our snacks before the first movie even finished.”

“Don’t blame me.” He hugged the pillow he held tighter. “I’m still fuckin’ hungry, though.”

You hummed as you reached for your pocket. “Do you want me to—oh. I…I forgot my phone.” You frowned. You never forget to bring your belongings.

Adam merely stared at you, unblinking.

You averted your eyes and held your legs tighter. “Uhm, We could get delivery if you want. Can you lend me your phone?”

“Oh, yeah, sure.” He casually tossed you the device before laying on his back and looking up at you. “I’m down for anything.”

His phone hit your knee before you could catch it, silently landing on the cushions. “Are you sure?” You picked it up, opened his unlocked phone, and stared at his basic home screen.

He didn’t really use his phone that often to know that it could be changed. He only really used it to fetch one-night stands or occasional dates, text, play music aloud, look at outdated memes, take random blurry photos, and right now, order delivery.

“Totally.” His crow’s feet displayed on his mask as he puffed out his cheeks.

“Because last time you said that, you didn’t like what I had to pick.”

“That’s because the 5 ʼn 2 is so fucking overrated!” he suddenly started to complain. Your wings ruffled. “Jeez, I swear, every fuckin’ time I take a chick out and ask her what her favorite eatery is, basic bitches always go, ‘Oh, bREaD & fIsH, ceRTAinLy’ or ‘bReAD & FiSh’S a cLAsSIC’” He used his hand as a puppet to imitate their words before waving it. “Like, helloooo? Can’t you see the joint that’s literally on the other side of the street’s a hundred times superior? It’s cheaper, too, unlike Bread & Fish. Overpriced ass. You get me, right—?”

“Then you pick!” Adam jumped at your volume, and your eyes widened upon noticing yourself. You quickly gave back his phone as you turned your face away from him, and he slowly took it with a weird look.

“Shit, chill, (Name). The fuck’s up your ass?” He kept his gaze on you before turning to his phone.

While he was serious about his opinions of your bland tastes, he didn’t think it was that personal. Your preferences were the same as everyone else and that was boring. He was just being honest. And you usually didn’t take the things he said that seriously.

“Adam, I’m sorry,” you spoke up after a moment of silence and ran a hand through your hair. “I didn’t mean to yell at you.”

“ʼs not a problem.” He was still a bit weirded out, but he was willing to shrug it off.

You insisted, however, “I mean it. I’m not mad at you.”

“Okay…?” he muttered when he saw a notification pop up from Lute. Her message consisted of how some of the exterminators got into a quarrel during roll call and the ones involved got injured in the process. She said she was going to discipline them.

Adam did not want to know what she meant by that and was most likely not going to stop by their place today.

“Really. I’m not. Sorry. It’s just that yesterday’s been…”

“Uh-huh…” At this point, Adam was not listening to anything you were saying. But when he still heard the static noise that was your words, he groaned. “Look, sweetie, I really don’t give a fuckin’ shit about your fuckin’ apology, ʼkay? I don’t fuckin’ care. Now what do you want?”

You saw Adam’s confused yet concerned expression after he looked up from his phone and immediately noticed that you were starting to cry. You instantly turned your face away as you carefully wiped your eyes.

“Sorry. Sorry. I’m not crying because of you.” You didn’t know if that was true. You didn’t know if you were crying because of his words or were crying because of everything else.

That was the first time he ever used a sweet petname for you in a long time. He only ever used that to demean or mock other people.

Shit. Stop thinking—you were going to cry more. But even after carefully wiping your eyes away, new tears kept flowing. You couldn’t stop. This was humiliating. You wanted to disappear. You didn’t want anyone to witness you in this state. It was mortifying.

“Shit.” Adam’s voice came out panicky as he held his hands out towards you, but he hesitated. Hesitated in what, he didn’t even know.

He…didn’t think you could cry.

Adam didn’t know what to do; this emotional shit wasn’t his thing. He couldn’t ask you to leave, he knew that much, but he didn’t want to leave himself. This was his place. Why should he leave?

So, he did the only thing he could do in this situation.

You suddenly felt something warm envelop you.

You didn’t look up, but you knew it was Adam. You could feel the texture of his robe on your hands and the side of your face. You could feel his hands on your shoulder blade, but you couldn’t quite feel his arms on you.

You stopped wiping your eyes for a moment.

No one had ever hugged you before when you were sad.

No one had ever let you be sad.

Adam heard you sob.

Fucking great. He made it worse. What the fuck was he supposed to do then?

But when he went to unwrap his arms, he felt yours slip around his midsection, pulling him closer than before as he grunted from your firm hold.

So you wanted to be hugged? Alright. Whatever.

Adam slowly hugged you back after you muttered a ‘sorry’ and loosened your grip.

The next seconds were silent, so when he heard muffled words coming from you, he looked down. You also looked up moments later when he didn’t respond, realizing he must’ve not heard you.

Your gaze softened as you two held eye contact, and with teary eyes, you smiled. “Thank you, Adam.”

Something about his expression changed, but before you could stare any longer, you felt a hand behind your head push you back to his chest as the arm on your back held you tight.

“Yeah, whatever…”

#hazbin hotel x reader #adam x reader #hazbin hotel adam #kinopiowrites

[2rats1gogh]

I’ve never really seen anyone talking about this, but I noticed that one of the main reasons why I am team green is because team green feels like an actual team that is this whole thing together.

Team Green feels connected, united, like a family.

Team Black on the other hand is… meh.

And let me explain why:

Rhaenyra being delusional and thinking that Daemon is actually in love with her when he literally just groomed her since she was a child because he has always been after her title and now wants to be her king consort. They have one of the most toxic, creepy and problematic relationships in the entire fucking show.

Then there is the very awkward and uncomfortable moment of Rhaenyra and Daemon having sex on Laena’s funeral, while Rhaenys, Corlys, Baela, Rhaena and Laenor are mourning the loss of their daughter, mother and sister. How fucking disrespectful is this. And then the fact that they have Laenor “killed” just so they can get married and have their own perfectly blonde targaryen babies.

And Rhaenyra lying about Jace, Luke and Joff to everyone in her very own “team”, trying to gaslight not only Corlys, and Rhaenys but also her own sons into thinking they are trueborn, when even Jace himself. as a child, starts asking questions.

Then there are obviously Rhaenys and Corlys, who for some fucking reason neglected their trueborn granddaughters in favor of some dark haired white bastards their daughter-in-law is trying to pass off as their son’s children. Rhaenys is trying sooo hard to please her misogynistic husband because he so desperately wants his name to go down in history. Then the disrespectful betrothal of Jace and Luke to Baela and Rhaena. Rhaenyra is literally robbing these poor girls of their rightful claim to Driftmark and usurping them. And now, with Luke being dead, Rhaena’s claim dies with him.

Baela and Rhaena losing their mother, and now their father suddenly remarries, and has two blonde boys. Rhaenys losing BOTH her children and then seeing her son-in-law and daughter-in-law getting married soon after that.

Everyone in team black is after their own ambitions. They lie to each other, they don’t trust each other, they suspect each other in different things, they cheat on each other (with each other) and lie about it, they give each other forced ultimatums, and yada yada. All their scenes feel forced, tense, awkward and uncomfortable. They look so miserable with each other.

Team Green in this sense is the exact opposite.

Although their dynamic is far from perfect, obviously, you cannot deny that they care about each other very very deeply.

Alicent loves all of her children, and even while acknowledging their flaws, she still loves them.

Aemond might’ve been a little envious of Aegon, but he would never turn his back on him. He would never betray his brother, be would never try to take his crown from him.

Aegon was far from being a perfect man and king, but, as we know, it was his love for his family, and the fear of them getting hurt that made him a more responsible person and a more protective father, husband and brother. Sure, he is a cheater, but at least he’s honest about it and doesn’t lie to his wife. He is not a hypocrite.

Criston is working for Alicent not for ambition or for self-gain, but because he genuinely loves her, whether it’s romantic or platonic, doesn’t matter.

Helaena would never betray her family, her brothers, her mother. They are all she has. She would never switch sides even if given an opportunity.

And even Otto, arguably one of the main villains of the whole show, still loves his family. Sure, he is ambitious, but he would never become Corlys level of ambitious.

Team Green feels like they are fighting against the enemy all together, they have the same goals, they feel united and you can feel their devotion to each other. Especially after blood and cheese, when they become closer than ever. They’re in this together and only if they stick to each other, they can make it. It feels genuine and honest. They don’t hide anything from each other, they always have their loved ones’ best interests at heart, they would never in a million years betray each other. Yes, they are all doomed from the start, but their dedication and love to each other is truly something else.

#house of the dragon #hotd #asoiaf #pro team green #team green #anti team black #anti team black stans #anti rhaenyra targaryen #anti rhaenyra #anti daemyra #anti daemon x rhaenyra #anti daemon targaryen #anti rhaenys targaryen #anti corlys velaryon #pro alicent hightower #pro aegon ii targaryen #aegon ii targaryen #team alicent #aemond targaryen #helaena targaryen

[fractallogic]

do i WANT to be going to a bar where they will probably not have the hockey playoffs on and it looks like an expensive hipster bar so I'll get quietly judged for not getting one of their ~olde scandinavian viking homemade beers~? NO

I want to continue sitting at my computer and cuddling with the cat and NOT TALKING TO ANYONE

but unfortunately. ugh.

#i literally drove home for two hours because the thought of possibly being interacted with by other people in my office was BAD #i should just cancel but i genuinely like the prof and i'm just. idk. the postdoc is fine. #idk i'm curious about her??? like kind of masochistically curious??? #idk how to explain it. #no brain. no word. just am. #like idk she kind of sucks as both a researcher and a writer and is kind of unprofessional #but i'm CON. FI. DENT. that people are going to be falling all over themselves to give her a job next season #and i'm very envious of that!!! #because i'm objectively a better scholar-writer-instructor-etc. than she is!!! #but no one fucking cares about my work except when i sit down with them in person and discuss a project with them so. fuck me

[yet-another-haven-of-dollya]

Finally! My DoL PCs and their LIs

My friends asked me if I wanted to join the School AU with their OCs and I thought for the longest time before bringing Lya to the party. Then I kinda just felt like it and drew the whole gang :D They came out beautifully so more information and separated images undercut!

The First one is of course Lya the Blossom

Main PC

Harpy transforms, Mate for Life.

Wears all white if she can.

Very light in weight, makes her defiant attempts usually ineffective.

Went through a lot to make things easier for her loved ones.

Skilled in segg but doesn't really enjoy it anymore at this point if it's not with her loved one. What she seeks in segg with her lover is intimacy and the feeling of security.

Secretly a meanie. Gets jealous easily and envious of almost anyone, but doesn't show it or act on it often.

Despises the Temple to her core but believes Jordan is a genuinely good person. Wanted to fuck him just because.

Protective toward her lover and the children at the Orphanage.

Very insecure about her financial state. She tried to make money anytime she could.

CONSENT YOU MOTHERFU-

Can't cook. Literally. Keep her away from the kitchen.

Male Robin the Lover~ (Sorry I love this title)

The one and only.

Maybe he's trying his best, maybe he's hiding from something so terrible, who knows.

Love the purple color.

Easily scared and would cry out loud if Lya was there to reassure him and demand a lot of hugs, head pats, and kisses afterward.

Clingy as hell, but luckily he's cute just enough to let it pass.

Hell lots of freckles, everywhere all over his body even though he mostly stays at home or in the shades. Sensitive skin then.

Squishy belly.

Occasionally cross-dress when going on a date with Lya but keeps it as a hobby only.

Love to do makeup for Lya and skin care together.

Grow in height a LOT since the game started and wondering why Lya still stays the same, not that he complains about her growth of boobs and ass.

Lyah the Emancipated

The second PC, made with a lot of feast boots, almost all of the Vrel coins Lya earned.

Wears all black if he can.

Demonic Harpy Chimera Transforms.

Waiting for Robin's preg contents.

2m14. Larger body type, 6/6 physic, S athletic, Vengeful Sadist. Basically all offensive.

Fucking huge manboobs produce fucking lots of milk

Almost always wears a buttplug

The only one taller than him is Jordan.

"Blood moon? Fuck Ivory Wraith I'm out."

Still works at Strip Club, mostly because he loves wearing bunny suits and he wants to look out for Darryl.

Chef. Let him cook.

Housekeeping skill F-. Drops and crashes everything every time trying to clean or deco his room.

Doesn't know how to smile but will unconsciously do so when he's near Robin.

Doesn't understand why he's still sometimes mistaken as female.

Fem Robin the Lover~

So cute and squishy.

People unconsciously smile when she smiles.

"Too precious must protect."

Her weight is top secret.

Knows it all too well that Lyah intentionally feeds her more sweet treats and creamy drinks every day during every school break but can't resist the temptation of sweets.

Accepts gaining weight during the leisurely times, but has to lose it a bit before school starts again so she can fit into the school's uniforms.

Pretty proud that her lover is a chef at the biggest Cafe in town.

Slightly less freckle than male Robin. Just slightly.

Wardrobe full of checkered pattern clothes.

Of course she can cook well.

Perfect housewife material.

Timid when using strap-on but usually gets absorbed in the moment too much she forgor to pull the buttplug out before diving her strap in.

Lyah is not complaining though so it's all good.

Last but not least Kariya the Alter Ego!

"Well somebody has to go to prison and asylum and... hmmm"

Devil transforms

Full name Sesshouin Kariya. Kariya means "Midnight' Swallow"

Not a new save file but one of Lya's older saves. Hence the Alter Ego title.

Was born cuz I was bored and wanted to go to places Lya and Lyah can't go because they're worried about their lover being left alone.

They don't set a love interest because of that, so they can't get attached and can freely roam everywhere.

Enjoy segg as it is, purely seeking more pleasure day by day.

Drooling Masochist. Prefer group.

Get bored easily but are also quick to forget, so after a while that very same thing may pique their interest again.

Zones out a lot. Absent-minded. Sometimes clueless to things that are not segg-related.

"Ahhhh Nii-chan, nee-chan, help me it's 23:55 already and I forgor to cum inside somebody today waaaaaaaa-!!"

Intentionally dress more feminine because they love showing off.

The color palette is reversed from Lya's.

" I wonder if it's blood moon soon..."

#Okay Imma see myself out I've been drawing nonstop for two days time to get some rest and sleep #But I'm also SO READY to draw more ID card like this they're so satisfying to draw #dollya art #dol pc #robin the orphan #dol robin #degrees of lewdity #dol #dol fanart #lya the blossom #kariya the alter ego #lyah the emancipated #original character

[hijackalx]

MALE BG3 COMPANIONS TURN ONS/KINKS +18

FEMALE BG3 COMPANIONS

NON-COMPANIONS/NON-ORIGIN COMPANIONS

A/N: i limited myself to just 5 per companion otherwise this would get wayyyy too long lol but if u guys want pt. 2 let me know 💗

ASTARION

CORRUPTION

ok this is mostly because he has more than one instance in the game where he mentions virgins lol. i think he would totally get off on "corrupting" someone inexperienced and sweet, like i can see him loving the idea of teaching u or showing u new things. will poke fun at how innocent u are and the whole time he's ROCK fucking hard 😭😭

BRAT TAMING

this man loves to play games. he likes people who have nerve but mostly because it feels so good to put them in their place. the act of MAKING u obey is so hot to him and soooo fun (he’s also into how it humiliates u by making u submit)

AGE DIFFERENCE

NOW LISTEN !!! LISTEN he is OLD !!!! as FUCK !!! he's been alive a longggg time. i think it probably turns him on to be more experienced than u not only in bed but in general. ok i will come clean i'm thinking of the conversation he has with wyll about the word "agog". like secretly he probably loves that ur so young and dumb 💗 (even if ur not actually young, just young in comparison to him) he feels some kind of superiority when he bestows his old man wisdom upon u ⚡️🧙‍♂️ also it prolly adds some "forbidden" or "taboo" feeling to the sex that he likes 🤫

BONDAGE

the fact that u trust him enough to do something like this is so hot. he likes to watch u struggle against the restraints while he teases or overstimulates u. probably the type to use silk or fluffy handcuffs lol. afterwards he’ll kiss any bruises/marks left behind (the best part)

DACRYPHILIA

I ALWAYS SAY THIS IM SORRY but since he has that sadistic side i genuinely think he's into seeing u cry. the sounds/faces u make and seeing u reduced to such a vulnerable state. will try to overstimulate u to the point of tears so he can wipe them off ur face and make u clean them from his fingers hehe 💗

GALE

TEMPERATURE PLAY

OF COURSE this mf is using magic for this. he'll get pretty creative with it too— ooh wait bondage using ICE restraints??? yes ??? no ??? can he do that ??? anyway. he will tease a lot by switching between hot and cold, mostly because he loves watching how u react. likes if u use it on him too but not as much as he likes using it on u.

EXHIBITIONISM/VOYEURISM

i think he’s the type of dude to want to watch u touch yourself. and vice versa. will also want to jerk off while watching clone!gale fuck u. he’ll want to fuck in places where u guys might get caught too, mostly because he wants to show u off and make other people envious

SEX TOYS

^^ like i said before he’ll want to watch u use toys on urself, also might like it if u let him tell u how to use it. he’ll use some too, but usually only if u want to watch him use it on himself (or if u use them on each other obv). he doesn’t really use them much alone. the exhibition part is what’s most exciting to him

FACESITTING

probably one of his favorite positions honestly. he just really likes to eat u out and he’s soooo good at it. loves the feeling of ur weight on his body and how u grind against his face. it also gives him lots of access to ur thighs so he can squeeze and kiss them 💗💗

CLONING

i already mentioned how he’ll watch clone!gale fuck u. but he will also want to tag team/double team u with clone!gale 😭😭. can he do clones of other people? if he can he might also like making a clone of u too. that would be the craziest foursome ever holy shit LMAOO imagine getting fucked by URSELF (he would be so into watching that honestly that’s a gale top 3 fantasy moment)

WYLL

BREEDING

i think he wants to have so many babies. and to stuff u full of babies. filling u up with his cum is so hot to him and he will go multiple rounds just to really get it in there LMAO also really likes the way his cum looks when it’s leaking out of u 💗

PRAISE

he loves to give AND receive praise. he will tell u how ur doing so good for him and how beautiful u look. BUT he also wants u to tell him how good he’s making u feel and how handsome he is (he’ll lowkey get kind of insecure if ur too quiet, he really feeds off of how u respond) he also likes praise in the form of noises too if ur too shy to say anything lol

ROLEPLAY

i think he would he into roleplaying a little bit. particularly him being a knight and u being his prince/princess. will want u to dress the part and everything. he really gets off seeing u in the regal get up— i don’t think he would go too overboard with the knight thing though (like putting on an entire steel knight outfit 😭😭 that would take too long to get off. he’d combust) but he’ll prolly put on a little chainmail or something if u want.

CLOTHED SEX

yeah he’s going to want to fuck u with the princess/prince fit ON. but also i think he’d really be into dry humping tbh….. like if he’s saving himself until marriage then i don’t think he sees dry humping as real sex so it’s okay ooohh that’s so naughty wyll 😈😈 probably loves to watch u get off on his thigh through ur clothes

SENSORY DEPRIVATION

THIS…… might be far fetched…… but i feel like he’d be into this. like blindfolding (yes he’d let u blindfold him too), wearing gloves when u touch each other and etc….. wait the gloves is actually so hot though like leather gloves? imagine he blindfolds u and then touches u with the gloves on…. ooh baby

FEMALE BG3 COMPANIONS

NON-COMPANIONS/NON-ORIGIN COMPANIONS

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #astarion #gale dekarios #wyll ravengard #astarion ancunin #gale bg3 #wyll bg3 #my headcanons

[iloveyouemanuelmarco]

I don't understand how Vivziepop still has a fanbase anymore that unironically still supports her after all the scenarios of controversy where she brushes it off as petty internet drama from "petty envious antis" atleast before she runs off into her crowd of chronically online and discourse obsessed problematic adults on any social media platform(Mostly Twitter to be specific but still)who are just a group of yes-men for her to use to attack not even only children on the interwebs who just happen to be uncomfortable with the fandom she's cultivated over her career of a wannabe artist and animator, but other adults too who by the way are somewhat consisting of survivors of abuse, rape, are LGBTQIA+, BIPOC, neurodivergent/disabled and possibly more. It honestly makes me sad as it does angry because the concept of the show isn't that crazily impossible in my opinion atleast and it could of had so much potential to do way better if not only the obvious subject matters were treated with much more care in an attempt to rework the scripts but also if Viv didn't do half of the stuff she did just a bad person in general. Like...is that really the best you can do for your fanbase???You cannot be not-joking atleast a little bit when you're telling me that apparently not only are children not being stopped from engaging with an 18+ rated show(even though the amount of vulgar language is done so poorly that it could pass of as your average failed Newgrounds animation), but that they're literally being encouraged to interact with the fandom???Are you out of your mind???Don't even get me started on the other stuff that you all probably already know about such as the blatant mockery of S.A., abusive relationship dynamics, hypersexuality in victims of said scenarios that happen irl, having other such "jokes" including some sort of rapey scene at all and having someone who actively and openly supports "non-con" fiction???!!!! What is wrong with you people??And apparently I have to share the home of the beautiful planet Earth with these idiots choosing to have the cognitive dissonance and brain function of an almost-empty and dusty old peanut...Along with the fact that the woman herself treats her animators at Spindlehorse Productions(her studio I suppose)like utter dog-dung, she has proven to drag anyone who defies her problematic and dare I say dangerous behavior through the mud and gets away with it all because of her stans/fans making her the "face of independent animation/indie animators". I honestly feel so awful for those who may have genuinely looked up to her at one point, atleast not knowing how much of a horrible person she was behind the scenes of the computer screen but its whatever anyways I guess. If any aspiring makers of cartoons or comics(LGBTQIA+/BIPOC/Disabled preferred) would like to promote the stuff they male down below in my comments section than feel free☆. It's the least anyone can do under the storm that's being made and has happened for such a long time ughh. The project should have been attempted a little more to be prevented from the confines of those echo-chambery and gross parts of fandom-centric social media communities and It's so discouraging how long this has been going on too, but hey. She's the lady that unironically made a literal pedo character that she attempted to present as a villain while just having the original character end up as a sort of "cool af bad-girl aesthetic uwu" character. Oh my fucking God please stop at once I swear to the highest Heavens and the deepest, most darkest depths of Hell(Ironic).

#TW Vivziepop #Vivziepop TW #CW Vivziepop #Vivziepop CW #Vivienne Medrano #Vivziepop Critical #Vivziepop Criticism #Vivziepop Critique #Vivziepop Slander #Vivziepop #Spindlehorse #Spindlehorse Critical #Spindlehorse Criticism #Spindlehorse Critique #Anti Spindlehorse #Anti Vivziepop #Hazbin Hotel #Hazbin Critical #Hazbin Critique #Hazbin Criticism #Hazbin Hotel Critical #Hazbin Hotel Criticism #Hazbin Hotel Critique #Anti Hazbin Hotel #Helluva Boss #Helluva Boss Critical #Helluva Boss Criticism #Helluva Boss Critique #Anti Helluva Boss #Independent Animation

[sinsofbeauty]

Mine

Fandom: COD MWll

Pairing: Simon “Ghost” Riley x Fem Sergeant! Reader

Requested: Nah :3

Warnings: FWB relationship, A little bit of Soft! Simon, Simon calling you “princess”, SMUTTYYY!!!, Very mimimal Dry Humping, Oral F! Receiving, Unprotected Sex!, Passionate, Rough?, Creampie

Overview: A friends with benefits relationship takes a turn, as Simon Riley starts to develop feelings for the young sergeant. He told himself he couldn’t let what they already had get the best of him, but he couldn’t resist.

A/n: A bit unedited guys, I’ll come back later to freshen it up but I was too eager to post this. Hope you all enjoy!

Y/n L/n, one of the Sergeants of Task Force 141. Unquestionably attractive, a true team player, and a certified badass on the battlefield. It was amazing how proficient she was with a rifle, and how beautiful she looked doing it. The woman was a crucial member of the squad, who excelled at stealth missions and was well recognized when it came to anything done undercover. She was someone who drew attention, particularly Simon Riley's.

The man was a brute, cold with pure fight to his masked beauty. Though when it came to her he didn’t know what the hell happened. His chest felt warm with comfort looking at her, regardless of whether she was seriously stern or joyfully smiling. He couldn’t help but stare. Sometimes he would stare too long, and when she would look at him he became tense with anxiety. Even though his eyes would show only blank emotion, he would casually look away moments after with his heart racing like a freight train.

He liked her, that much was clear. Simon wasn't sure how to feel about it even though it was evident she liked him back, from the way she flushed at his simple comments or occasionally flirted with him. Even after experiencing trauma, the sensation was unlike anything he had ever experienced. The sight of mere attraction made him feel…strange.

“Do you wanna try?”

Were the words you said that started all of this. The very words that made the man crack, his figure stiffening as hard as his cock that had already throbbed with excitement. Just looking at you made him grow a fucking tent, let alone horny. When you said this it was in reference to him kissing you after all the countless encounters of flirting back and forth even if it was minor. Long story short, that day he fucked your brains out, absolutely destroying your pretty pussy with all his throbbing cock could offer.

Since then, the both of you had been Friends with Benefits. Whenever there was an opportunity, he would fuck that pussy up like no tomorrow. He drowned in it, craved it, oh he absolutely loved it. Nothing that he had felt before and he knew you loved it too. A minor issue, though, had emerged recently. According to Simon's feelings, the relationship was beginning to develop into much more. He started to feel envious when you spent time with the boys and they were able to flirt with you without issue, because they were unaware of what you both have done. His frustration at not being able to have you all to himself led to frequent episodes of anger. Could he, though? You, all for him? Simply put, you were a friend, sergeant, simply a coworker. There was just no way in hell that he could have such intense feelings, as much as he tried not to. You wouldn't genuinely love him in such a way. That kind of love wouldn't be possible…would it?

—

“Ghost?” The man who had been changing in the center of the room had paused, staring at your half-naked figure as it lay on his bed, with hooded eyes. "You seem a bit...preoccupied," You said curiously.

And he was, in fact. He slowly removed his gear, barely giving you the slightest glance as he did so. He didn't feel the same way he had when you two originally started this some months ago; instead, he behaved very differently.

“It’s nothin’,” He had replied to you, unbuckling the belt to his pants to pull them down. “Just a little stress.”

“You sure?”

His medium blue jeans fell to the ground, revealing his strained erection that tightly pressed along his black boxers. He didn’t bother taking off his black long sleeve, nor did he remove his skull balaclava. “Why do you ask?”

He simply approached the bed, grabbed your legs, and dragged you over to the edge. He bent down and placed his hands on either side of your head as he fixed his gaze downward on your vulnerable body.

“You seem a little different today, that’s all.” You replied to him as he tilted his head to the side. “Plus, I thought you said last time would be the…well, last time.”

He stared at you with no change in emotion, but you could see his brows twitch a little. He said, "I know," as his forearms dropped to the bed. “You're just fucking irresistible.”

With your legs slightly dangling off the bed Ghost had spread them with his knees, putting himself in between you as his clothed cock touched your slick panties. You whimpered lowly as his face was close to yours, the man bucking his hips slowly. His dick made his way up and down your clothed cunt, his eyes closing, enjoying the moment.

“Can I try something?” He asked. You nodded your head as he opened his eyes, humming a yes as he did so. “You’ll have to close your eyes then, princess.”

Despite your bewilderment you complied. He lifted himself off the bed as you were closing your eyes, seizing the hem of your underwear and dragging it down your legs. He growls, and you hear the gentle thump on the floor. He then gently patted your outer thigh before grabbing it with one hand. From the angle you felt that from, he must’ve been crouched on the ground.

“You ready?” He asked, since you couldn’t see he probably didn’t want to startle you. Which was…quite considerate.

“Yes but-“

As soon as you said yes you felt his finger dive into your already wet pussy, but that is not what made you tense up. For the first time you had felt his tongue planted flat on your sweet bud. He had taken the balaclava off, at least the bottom portion. Pushing his fingers between your sensitive flesh he fucked you, pressing against the spongey region of your delicate insides almost immediately. He traced his tongue over your clit, flicking lightly in a perfect rhythm.

“Aaah~!”

His tongue moved up and down on the dripping slit of your genitalia. God damn did he know what he was doing, and you writhed with delight as your hands captured the covers. Your inner walls spasm, making Ghost take you into his mouth while your legs began to shake. He keeps going, sucking, tasting, and savoring after each stroke. He pulls his fingers out from you when you begin to pull away, grabbing onto your thighs and pulling you back to him.

“Where are you going?” Ghost’s amused huff is heard before he goes back to eating your pussy like a french dessert.

You couldn’t help but fist the sheets with your sweaty palms, a feeling building up inside of you. Your toes curled, eyes still clenched shut as your back began to arch just barely. You couldn’t believe that you were already so close to orgasm. This man was gonna make you cum in less than five minutes! Your breathing becomes labored as you grind against him, bringing you closer to release. His tongue then descended into the folds of your pussy making you purr with satisfaction. Through the darkness of your eyelids you began to see stars, feeling his thumb fondle with your oh so sensitive clit.

It threw you over the edge. Your body convulses as cries of pleasure echo through the room. Falling apart beneath him your back arches high, thighs colliding with his head as you squeezed tightly.

“F-Fuck Ghost-“ You sharply exhale.

He continues to play with your clit until you’re practically crushing his head with your thighs, and releases you completely afterwards. With a loud sigh and the rise of your chest, your legs had spread apart, and you put a hand over your face. God…no one has ever made you feel that good.

“You called baby?” You heard his voice for only just a second, until you felt his lips press gently on the skin of your inner thigh. “Keep those eyes closed.” Another shift made you realize that he had moved again, your eyes obeying him and not opening. The heat on your face told you that he had kept the bottom part of his balaclava off, as it still exposed his face.

“Coming so fast for me. I love that.” His voice was taunting, deep and oh so sexy.

“Shut up.” You giggled softly. “When can I open my eyes?”

“When I say so,” Ghost commented. “Do you wanna try?”

“Try what?”

His lips brushed against yours, making your heart almost stop. “That.”

“Yes…” You immediately responded. It made you whimper, simply because those lips were literally right there.

That time you guys kissed, had been the only time. You didn’t know why, but now that the opportunity presented itself once more, hell yeah you were going for it. Without another moment to waste, you felt his lips on yours. He took a hand up to your chest and groped your breast, grazing his thumb over your puckered nipple. Your head becomes light as he kisses you tenderly, the slight turn of his head deepening it. You could taste what Ghost had been devouring, your juices mixed with his own distinctive taste. Fuck it was good. His lips danced onto yours with ease, soon turning into a slow, passionate kiss. Your hands had made their way up to the man’s face, grabbing the sides that were still covered by his balaclava with part of his stubble jaw. His cock, felt against your slit rubbed its rosy head up and down as you both fondly enjoyed each other.

Ghost had pulled back, you letting go of his face before he stood to his tall form. “You can open your eyes now.”

When he did, his balaclava was covering his face again.

“You’re such a dick.”

“I know, but you love it.”

Your face changed immediately, subconsciously looking at him with eyes that only could express love. Maybe you did, who knows. His erection pressed against his defined abs when he lifted the front of his shirt up, letting his body get some cool air before the fun. “Gorgeous, don’t look at me like that.” His voice was playful, making you snap out of your trance and smile at him with a giggle. “Making me melt over here, dripping like a faucet.”

“You’re telling me,” You playfully shake your legs. “She’s waiting for you.”

“Yeah?”

“Mhmmm~.”

“You’re such a tease.” Ghost softly put his fingers around your hips.

“Speak for yourself.”

“Hm? I didn’t hear that.” His head tilted to the side.

“Fuck you Ghost.” You shook your head looking away from him, a blush appearing on your face.

“I’m trying,” With that he positioned himself and sunk his dick into you. You moaned deeply as he went in slow, your eyes going back to his as he stared deep into your soul. His cock was so perfect, every inch of your pussy was filled to the hilt, no space left untouched.

“F-Fucking…hell…” You mutter, your fingers taking some locks of your hair.

“You good?”

“Yeah…it’s been a little while. You’re just so big Ghost.”

“And you’re so tight love,” He groaned, taking his hands off of you. “You’re lucky no ones here to listen to your pretty voice.” Ghost had rolled up the sleeves to his shirt before momentarily taking your hips again, making you flinch in pleasure as his cock moved slightly inside of you. “You drive me wild, you know that?”

“Maybe,” You smiled, feeling Ghost pull out before thrusting back in steadily. “Fuuuck Ghost…you fill me up so well.” You breath out, making him nod his head slightly to the side.

“Damn right,” He huffed, cock twitching inside you. Ghost began moving his hips in a consistent pace, thrusting his cock into you. He loved watching your face change, twisting with pleasure as he fucked you slowly. Though it was too slow, and he knew that. “Tell me how you want it baby.”

You stared into his piercing blue eyes, your own squinting up at him. “H-Harder.”

“Harder?”

You nodded your head, mumbling a yes under your breath. “Like how you usually do it. But…n-not as fast.”

He hummed, readjusting his fingers on your hips to a more comfortable position. Ghost then looks down, pulling out his cock to the head before thrusting his hips back into you harshly. Not something wind knocking or ruthless, but just enough to make your cunt spasm around him tightly. He took note of this, going in a little deeper to hit your G-Spot and oh did that drive you fucking insane.

With his slow pace but deadly hard thrusts into your tight hole, your mouth couldn’t contain the forced moans and shouts that escaped. The pleasure was pure, eye rolling, and did he do it just right. Your core tightens and grips at his dick while he makes your body jolt back from the hard force.

“Like this?”

He was doing it just right, but unfortunately it wasn’t as much as you wanted. You craved him much more than you had thought. “Faster~.”

Ghost cocked his head to the side, a small growl vibrating the pit of his throat. Plunging himself deeper, faster inside of you, made his head fall back in pure ecstasy. The sound of skin smacking as he quickens his pace fills the room, your back arching as he hits the deepest parts of your core. He knew what you wanted, and without another word he began pounding into you relentlessly.

You eagerly beg, desperate to feel him, “Aaaah~! Yes- Fuck! More, more Ghost..y-you make me feel..mmhn~.”

“S-Shit…” Ghost stuttered, slamming into your cunt with urgency.

You cried out to him, legs beginning to shake when he bent down. His body was planted on yours, your legs subconsciously locking around his waist. Ghost fucked you mercilessly, his eyes locked on you with no emotion. Gasping for air, your nails dug into his back that was still clothed from his long sleeve. Beads of sweat dripped down the mans neck, and you could feel the dampness of his shirt as you clawed at his back. You could just imagine how hot he would be under the balaclava. You could hear him panting behind the mask as your orgasm rapidly built.

“Just like that baby. You feel so good around me..”

You could feel his cock twitch inside you, but your mind was too fogged up from the stimulation to notice completely. “You fuck me sooo good” You could tell his thrusts had gotten weaker, but the pace was still the same. “Don’t stop,” You urge, still sensitive from your last orgasm.

Ghost had took your hands into his, eloping his fingers with yours. Your arms were above your head, pinned while his eyes just couldn’t look away. “Fuckin’ hell love.” he groans, sinking into you over and over. Momentarily he slows to adjust himself, before aiming right in the special spot of your core.

You gasp, immediately shutting your eyes as a shout escapes you, not long after a scream of pure ecstasy. “Yes” You encourage. “Right there!” The bed rocked back and forth at this point, hitting the wall over and over.

“So,” Thrust. “Fucking,” Thrust. “Beautiful.”

Climax rips through your body without warning, consuming you, Ghost fucking you through a wave of everlasting euphoria. With one last thrust Ghost had buried his cock deep inside of your, eyes closing shut as ribbons of cum spurt inside your pussy. You gasped at this, his pulsating cock harshly throbbing as you milked him dry, white coating your inner walls. His face buried in the crook of your neck scrunched with pleasure, body twitching. He panted hard, slumping into you as his hands held your own tightly. Your own chest rose and fell heavily, your hazy eyes looking up at the ceiling as the stars faded away.

“I…I-I’m sorry…” Your eyes looked down at the man who’s head was on your chest. “I forgot…I wasn’t wearing protection.”

He lifted his head up, his baby blue eyes staring into yours. His body was next, taking all of his weight off of you. In that moment he had slipped his cock out, his groan low while he watched his cum drip from your slick cunt. He looks down at you, sweaty and adoring your weak body on the bed.

You thought he was so adorable, you couldn’t help but lay there so he could get a good view. Feelings began to worsen, that heart in your chest racing. He was so lovely. “It’s okay,” You replied with a weak smile. “I’m on birth control.”

“Luckily,” Ghost turned, going to the small dresser he had in the corner of his room. There already prepared laid a towel, in which he picked up and came back to you with. It made you tilt your head at him, but as soon as you were going to get up he stopped you. Ghost had cleaned you up nicely afterwards.

—

“Ghost,” You said, dressed as you came back from the bathroom. He was sitting on the bed at this point, tying the strings to his sweatpants. “Is this the last time?”

For the first time you saw something spark in his eyes when he looked up at you. It made him look away from you as if he noticed himself, his leg beginning to bounce up and down nervously. “Do you want it to be?”

“No,” You reached out to him, taking the sides of his face between your hands. His eyes closed, taking in the warmth of your palms that were planted softly on his face. “Do you?”

“No love.” His response was in a harsh whisper, eyes fluttering open, bringing him back to you. His gorgeous blues took you like an ocean, blinking in perfection at your own beautiful irises.

“I want you to be mine, and only mine.”

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[runa-falls]

what makes him go feral?

im assuming you're talking about robert brown from TBAA 🤭

warning: smut (18+), some spoilers!!, dub-con (a creampie without permission!), small bit of daddy kink, breeding kink, marking, ugh istg i melt for this man

rob is not a nice guy. he knows it, the world knows it, but you...you don't. and he loves that. there's something about your nativity that drives him wild. to you, he could be anyone, and that clean slate is all he needs to corrupt your soft heart.

he has a lot of money to spare so he easily spoils you with clothes, jewelry, and lingerie. he likes the idea that his dirty money is funding that scrap of fabric that barely covers your body and that he's the only one that gets to take it off of you.

he knew he wanted you the first time he saw you. you wore your modest outfits and acted like a big girl when all you really needed was a powerful man to take care of you.

the soft way you spoke, the genuine smiles you would share, and the shy looks you would send his way told him everything he needed to know. you were perfect.

he's always been envious of pat's life. his perfect wife and kids (and dog), all living harmoniously in that stupid little house.

rob didn't get it at first. he has been working all his life to make a name for himself, but none of it was satisfying. not the money, not the hookers, and not the power. but then you walked into his life and he knew he wanted a family. something to live and work for.

he decided that he needed to get started right away.

he did have to convince (trick) you at first.

he used the "just the tip" excuse

"come on honey, lemme feel you. just for a moment...then i'll put the condom on."

"o-ok, but only for a little bit..."

but then he 'accidentally' cums inside once...and then twice, and then he stopped asking altogether.

"b-but what if i get pregnant?"

"that's the point, sweetheart..."

now the world 'condom' is barred in his book. you could put a gun to his head and he would still refuse to wear one. if he is fucking you, it's to get your pregnant.

he teases you about it. how good of a mommy you will be and how fucking hot you'll look with a round tummy and leaking tits. he knows you love it with how you flutter around his cock, how you moan so wantonly, and beg pathetically for his cum.

rob always wants to be in control (shocker i know). he feeds off of his power over you.

he firmly holds your hips down when you start squirming against his face. he's licking your cunt clean, tongue flicking and laving against your sensitive clit, and it's all too overstimulating for you.

"t-too much!"

he sits up with a disappointed look furrowing in his eyebrows. his hands come up and pin your wrists against the mattress.

"the least you can do is keep still while daddy cleans your mess"

"i can't, robbie" you try to close your legs but he won't let you.

"too bad."

yes, he can be quite ruthless, but it's just because he loves to watch you fall apart for him. he wants to own you. he needs you to want him the way he wants you.

he marks you, nipping and sucking bruises all along your throat until you're whimpering from how tender your skin has become.

he presses bruises into your hips as he pulls you back onto him and makes you take his cock until you're crying from overstimulation.

he also loves watching himself drive into you, knowing that he's the one stretching out your pussy and making you weep in pleasure.

his last mark is what he leaves inside of you. there's something about seeing his cum threaten to spill out of your perfect little hole that makes him feral. makes him want to fuck it back into you until you're body takes it.

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