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consider this my spiritual successor to the other post i did like this with “i.. becamed a vampire”
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annoyingatfirst · 8 months
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are u hyped for the next madoka magica movie
YES
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shadyhouse · 2 years
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not to announce that im no longer extremely sad and doing better mentally but i'm no longer extremely sad and im doing better mentally ✌️😙
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coelakanths · 2 years
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ohhhh im so happy
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melto · 2 years
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i’ll be fully honest i hope when i switch pharmacies this pharmacist thinks i killed myself
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sapphosclosefriend · 6 months
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- Money, Power, Glory pt 1 -
Pairing: CEO! Silverfox! Natasha Romanoff x Escort! Fem! Reader
Genre: suggestive
Summary: Natasha Romanoff, successful and rich CEO, books an urgent meeting with someone who she might be able to finally destress with. Part 2 Part 3 Part 4
Word count: 1.5k
Warnings: top! Natasha x bottom! R, Natasha has a penis, BIG age gap (N=56, R=24), suggestive themes.
A/N: this story contains mature topics so anyone who isn’t 18+ DNI. Just as an introduction hehe don't worry, their first time is in the next one, I won't leave it out! Thanks sooo much to @rt--link and @supercorpdanbeau for being the kindest and both helping me out ❤️ As usual, likes, reblogs and comments are very appreciated! Enjoy ♡
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You still remember clearly the day you received the call from your agent. You honestly thought it was a cruel joke of hers at first, but the serious, yet excited, tone in her voice easily reassured you of the realness of the situation. The fact that she was calling you in the first place, and not quickly messaging you, was clear proof of just how important and urgent the matter was. Not only were you requested for that same night, meaning that the trusted woman deemed the new customer as important enough to ditch the advance days you usually demanded, but the house you needed to get to was of no regular person.
You were a high end escort, pleasing la creme de la creme only, well, at least in terms of monetary assets. You, and the agency you worked with, were known for your discretion, professionalism and skills, an overall level of competence that simply tended to attract clients of a certain status. And that's how you met her, the Natasha Romanoff herself, CEO of a multi-billion company she had created from the ground up in her decades-long career. But why was she so important? She would've been the richest one of your clients, it was as simple as that. Pretty much every single one of them were at the head of, if not close to, big and different companies, all with the highest power of the twenty-first century in their hands, money. You had actually thought about dipping your toes in the world of politics once, which was not so surprisingly filled with countless requests interested in your realm of expertise, but thanks to long consideration and much advice, you had decided to avoid its risks, settling on who you knew, after all, had what you wanted, filthy rich assholes. And gosh, wasn't she the richest one of them all.
Aside from her status, the thought of such a woman, so idolized she seemed unattainable, who could and probably had everything in the world, asking for your company, intrigued you immensely. That day, during every single hour you had spent to thoroughly take care of your appearance just for her, anticipation completely took over you. You knew she was beautiful and you genuinely thought she was fucking hot, which wasn't necessarily to be taken for granted in your line of work, but what you found yourself needing to know, and consequently making your interest in her grow even more, was how she was going to be in private. Was she going to be just like one of those countless naggingly cocky know-it-all's who thought of themselves as some sex gods, and gods in general, but really couldn't even figure out if you had cum yet? You found yourself almost wanting her to be different than everybody else, because deep down you felt like, even if she was the most annoying, full of herself bitch ever, you would’ve gladly tried to satisfy every single one of her needs and taken anything from her with a smile on your face. Ok, maybe scrolling for an hour through the internet looking up information about her and consequently ending up lost through any picture of her you could find wasn’t the best idea, but what could you say, you had a bit of a sweet spot for powerful women.
What you gathered from your innocent stalking session, though, was mainly about her countless successes in life but also concerning some gossip regarding her not so successful marriage life. It didn’t bother you, barely anything about your clients did at that point, but it only intrigued you more about why she wanted someone like you. She could’ve had anybody, she was a walking goddess with her pockets more than full and ladies most definitely falling at her feet left and right, yet there she was, in her car, getting back home after one of the longest and most tiring weeks of the past few months to wait for a girl she’d only seen a couple pictures of to take her mind off of everything. Her driver immediately knew not to even greet her by her frustrated sigh and the pinching of the bridge of her own nose as soon as she got in the car and immediately took off to her desired destination, making Natasha thank any and all gods for the nice relief after such displays of incompetence she had to endure from basically her whole staff. She was right at her limit and all the pent up anger and irritation from the week was finally starting to crack her composed facade at the prospect of the imminent weekend slowly reaching her. She didn’t even want to have dinner, she just needed to be at home, everyone out of her goddamn house and a pussy to unload some stress into. If she had to be honest, in that specific moment, she even missed her disastrous married life and the perk of having a wife always waiting for her at home, ready to meet her needs at the end of the day.
She, unfortunately, never felt the symptoms of "true love" with any of her ex wives, but the thought of how badly it had gone wrong with all of them still pained her a little every time her mind drifted to that phase of her life. During her successful yet busy life she'd been through her fair share of failed marriages, all with beautiful women she'd deeply cared for, but all eventually focused on one thing only, her absence. The first thing she'd always made sure to make very, very clear was just how little time she had to dedicate to anything outside of her company, which unfortunately included her personal life. Her best guess was that the haziness coming from a brand new love must've made it hard to get a grasp on her words…every single time, apparently.
It didn't matter anymore, though, because what she had to focus on now seemed to be much more important than any matter ever had. The quick, warm shower she had just enough time to take as soon as she got home was thankfully able to wash away the surface level anger that was starting to make her temple throb, preventing her from being a rude prick for the rest of the night. She was aware, after all, of the favor you were doing to her by working the night without any notice and all she wanted to do was be respectful for your kind availability. Being her perfectionist self, and deep down maybe even wanting you to like her, she knew she had to focus on not losing her mind on minor things like her outfit, so she decided to try to at least appear to be careless about her appearance and only focus the last bits of mental strength she had on the more relaxing, pleasurable parts of the night. Of course she still couldn't help but fix her hair just a little and change her sweatshirt for a still casual but more put together beige, cashmere sweater. She'd had it for years and, despite its condition not being the best, she couldn't bring herself to get rid of it, it just reminded her too much of- nevermind. A few small holes and pulled threads on her top would certainly be the last thought on your mind anyway.
She didn't even realize she was starting to zone out while still looking at herself in the mirror, when the sudden, distant ring of the front door slightly startled her, effectively making her get herself back together. What was minutes away from happening truly dawned on her as she descended the stairs to the first floor and, for a brief moment, as she walked through the entrance corridor and saw the blurry outline of your figure through the frosted glass of the tall door, time seemed to slow down and for the first time in years she felt a small twinge of anxiety creeping up on her the closer she got to you. She was really doing it, she was really about to follow the advice of her idiot Stark friend and didn't mind it too much. Maybe she was really getting old, maybe age was starting to actually play some tricks on her, because, as her hand pushed the cold handle of the entrance door and started to pull it open, the snippets of hair she could start to see of you lit a confident fire in her that only burned more vividly as your form was finally fully displayed to her, making it impossible for her to suppress the excitement she suddenly felt at the sight of you in person, looking at her through your lashes with subtle faux innocence she could see right through.
"Good evening, Ms Romanoff"
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Part 2
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Tags: @fxckmiup @natashasilverfox
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ghoulphile · 2 days
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janey's dad | c.h./the ghoul | teaser
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➥ pairing | cooper howard/the ghoul x f!reader ➥ word count | 465 for the teaser, overall wordcount tbd ➥ overall warning(s) | 🔞 smut; age gap (i hc reader to be late 20s but i tried to leave it vague enough), cowgirl position, biting, hair pulling, choking, squirting, teasing, pining, lipstick kink, breast/nipple play, masturbation (m), porn w/ feelings, porn w/ plot, mild angst w/ happy ending, coop's pov to start - rest of the fic will be in reader's, divorced!coop, babysitter!reader, pre-war/bomb ➥ summary | "We really s-shouldn't - oh fuck - be doing this." ➥ notes | here's a teaser for the fic i took a poll on, some people wanted more info 😊 coop is a big dick dilf fite me. feedback is always appreciated ❤️ lmk if you want to be tagged feel free to send in thots, questions, requests! | other ghoul fics
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Divorce is hard, but being a divorcé is downright hellish.
Ugliest thing in the world, if Cooper Howard has any say.
It's not like being a Marine with a gun in hand, being told where to point and shoot, or an actor reading off a script. There's no guidebook, no crash course. These people aren't nameless threats coasts away or co-workers following a cue.
In fact, his 'enemies' aren't enemies at all.
They have names: Barb, so smart it hurts, and sweet little Janey, his very own North star. Sometimes looking at them rips open a hole in his chest that'll never close, edges jagged and sore. The phantoms of family, of happier times, found in the glint of a smile or a peal of laughter.
See, war's something he understands. Something he's good at.
But these domestic battlefields where he's gotta look his ex-wife in the face, and struggle to meet his daughter's eye? Barter this weekend and that holiday? To pay for the privilege of his child's presence (he does, he will, she's worth every goddamn cent he's ever made)?
To look down the barrel of a smoking gun only to find the woman he loves staring back; he doesn't, can't, comprehend that. Because once upon a time, he was happy (with her) and life was sweeter than pie.
Now he's nothing but a washed up actor who struggles to land a call back let alone make his monthly alimonies. His marriage has failed, his reputation is in shambles, and his bank account is dryer than the Mojave.
Barb gets the house. He gets the dog.
And caught in the middle of it all is his little girl; the only thing he’s got left worth while. He wants to protect her, provide for her the way she deserves — only he seems to fall short every goddamn time.
The mistakes and missteps keep stacking up against him; such is his new life in all its raw, unglamorous glory.
Look how far the mighty fall.
Lucky for him — the first bright thing that's come his way in a long, long while — a sweet, young woman moves into the apartment next door. Of course, it isn't long before Janey takes a shine, always so friendly.
Thankfully, you're just as good with her.
It only makes sense you'd watch her when a gig runs late. Rustle up some grub and put her to bed whenever he slinks in through the door, stripped to the bone.
And if he takes himself in hand late at night, stroking his cock to the thought of you down on your knees in that pretty little sundress? Imagines the wide stretch of your lush mouth as you peer up at him from between his thighs when he cums hard?
Well, what you don't know won't hurt you.
After all, he promises to keep his hands to himself.
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my girlfriend is so hot it's crazy
#just thinking about her and aaaaa#lipstick? i blush#her voice? i blush#the way she looks at me?#i blush#her words? im red#and its just me thinking about her sheeesh 🌌🤍🌹💍🌺❤️#shes also so fucking adorable and a goofy ass i love her so muvh#how can one person be so silly and be so secy and be so cute and be so gorgeous all at once#and its not synonyms#shes cute with her big ol eyes and when she hides her face when i compliment her#shes adorable when she smiles n gets all bashful - when she gets excited bc she saw her favorite dog or makes cute silly lil noises to#punctuate an action#shes silly n goofy when she sends pictures of herself or even just looks at me doin a face#when she passes gas to make me laugh or sends bathroom selfies with the caption shit cam#beautiful because she looks like the sun in the morning it's rays touching gracing grass for the first time#gorgeous in the way her long wavy hair makes her look like a forest nymph her facial structure n overall look is what painters hope to#capture in their oil works#a classic beauty#sexy in the way she narrows her eyes and tilts her head up to show who's boss her smiles her voice everything#AA DORKY IN THE WAY SHE RAGES AT GAMES AND MAKES SILLY CURSED FANART N WHEN SHE EVIL LAUGHS AT SOMETHING BC SHE'S UP TO NO GOOD AKA SILLY#CRIMES#I LOVE MY GIRL SO MUCH#AUGHHHHH#A U U G H H#this was originally about me going god my gf hot lol but jdhdd MAN#SHES SO EVERYTHING#I LOVE HER SO MUCH#i love my girlfriend#love my wife
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Can you write about toxic policule of andrew x reader x ashley. Reader is Ashley childhood friend, who genuinely befriended her not trying to get to Andrew. The type that will try to throw them food during quarantine.
The polycule is in shambles ❤️
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Andrew and Ashley x ChildhoodFriend!Reader
Befriending Ashley Graves was no easy task
She made you work for it to say the least
Giving you her homework to do because a good friend wouldn’t let their friend fail.
Some girl was saying stuff about her, so a good friend would go punch her square in her ugly face!
A good friend wouldn’t stare at other people, or make other plans
Ashley was exhausting, yes- and a lot of the time you wonder why you’re even her friend.
You catch yourself wondering that sometimes too…
“Yeah! Fuck off to your whore mothers!”
Your vision was still hazy- only being able to crack it open ever so slightly as to not mess with your black eye. You flinched as a small hand placed itself on her bruised cheek.
“Hold still!” The shrill voice snapped, “Lemme get a look at cha..”
LeyLey hummed, her lips pursing as she inspected your beaten up face. She retracted her hand and reached into the pocket of her overalls, and pulled out a crumbled up bandaid still in the package. She fumbled with the wrapper and placed the bandaid overtop the cut on your chin. It did nothing, but she smiled proudly.
“There! Now if those assholes do that again, just let me know! I’ll make Andy join me!” She grinned. You couldn’t help but smile back.
No one ever stood up for you as a child, and Ashley always made the bullies go away.
Albeit, out of fear- but fear was better than anything
So you stayed by Ashley’s side, because without her….you’d just be a target again. She told you herself.
Being so close with Ashley only mean being close with her brother as well
To an extent
Ashley pitched fits whenever you two hung out without her, claiming you were scheming against her to leave her.
Neither of you would do that
There was a silent agreement between you and Andrew to shower Ashley with as much affection as you both could when you three were together
This is probably how you became so used to their closeness
You and Andrew somehow managed to find common interests outside of Ashley, something she made fun of you two for on a regular basis
You don’t know how, and you don’t know why, but you slowly fell for both of them
It just hit you like a bag of rocks
To say you were subtle would be a blatant lie, so it didn’t take long for the siblings to catch on.
And make note to tease you about it…
“Here, let me help you with that Y/N..”
Sirens went off in your head as Andrew pressed himself against your back, trapping you between him and the counter. He reached over you, grabbing the bowl you had been reaching for. The few seconds he did that felt like an eternity, and you feared your face boiling from the heat that had risen to it. Your brain buffered, not registering that he had left to sit with Ashley on the couch.
Mr and Mrs Graves were out, and normally this led to a movie night the pair would invite you along. It was just a movie, you told yourself, you could handle it.
Oh you could not have been more wrong.
The pair felt far more….touchy than usual- and it was slowly killing you. As you sat, sandwiched between the pair, Ashley clung tightly to your arm. Her nails dug into your skin possessively as she rested her chin on your shoulder. Andrew had his arm over the both of you, claiming to just be resting it. He was also awfully close.
You slowly blocked the movie, and any other sounds out, the only thing being audible to you was the rapid beating of your heart.
You could’ve sworn you died for a second when both of them placed a hand on your thigh.
Both of them had a bet to see how long it would take you to tell them
Neither had anticipated it would be over the phone…
The quarantine hit and you weren’t allowed to see them
The entire thing made you anxious
Parasites in the water supply…
As dramatic as it was, you were worried you wouldn’t see them again
So you called them, confessed everything
And like any good siblings would….they decided to share you <3
They took turns staring down at you fondly from the balcony when you came by to throw them food
They called you late into the night to pester you, Andrew especially when he couldn’t sleep
Eventually security became so tight you couldn’t even go near the apartment without risk of being shot.
And the calls had stopped
You were worried they were mad at you…that they hated you…
Until they showed up on your doorstep one night….
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— ˚₊‧⁺˖ OF BROKEN RECORDS AND A GOLDEN FUTURE.
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fandom. formula one
pairing. max verstappen x stunt woman fem!reader (fc: giulia steingruber)
about. y/n l/n is one of hollywood's best stunt women and her boyfriend is the biggest fan of her work
content warnings. social media au, not edited/proofread
notes. we're back with yet another max smau, y'all really love him (i do as well). unlike my first smau, i'm not completely satisfied with this one but better this than nothing 😭
VOGUE has posted a new video!
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Y/N Y/L/N answers 10 Questions | Vogue
user woah, i didn't know y/n was training for the freaking olympics??
⤷ user it makes sense, gymnastics gave her a solid foundation, if not an advantage over other stunt women/people
⤷ user no wonder she's so highly sought after
user in another universe i just know she won the olympics
user until today, i've never heard of y/n but her achievements are crazyyyy. and to think of, she has at least another ten years if not more in the industry
⤷ user right?? she's absolutely insane, always going up to her limit and still surpassing herself everytime. her work is really admirable
user MOTHER Y/N IS IN VOGUE, WE WON
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YOURUSERNAME
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yourusername I'm proud to announce another project for 2025! I'll be working alongside @/dc to portray Black Canary's stunts in the newest Green Arrow movie. We still have a long way to go, but we've already achieved so much. If you're interested in some BTS scenes, watch out for the newest video, where I take you all on a small tour on set!
user MOTHER IS MOTHERING AAAAAHHH
user SHE'S BLACK CANARY FUCK YES
user oh i just know the fighting scenes will slay
dc We couldn't imagine a better stunt woman for our Black Canary!
user we have to wait a whole year 🫠
angelinajolie It's always a pleasure to work with you, Y/n! To an Oscar-worthy movie 👏
⤷ yourusername To an Oscar-worthy movie and other awards 🙌
user y/n is so fucking broad 😳
⤷ user she could choke me with her arms- *gets shot*
⤷ user no no, please continue
maxverstappen1 So, so proud of you, schatje ❤️
⤷ yourusername Right back at you, my champion 💙
user THE RED/BLUE HEARTS MADE A RETURN
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yourusername I can't believe it... Furiosa has been nominated for 7 Taurus World Stunt Awards and won 5 of them. It has been an absolute honor to work alongside my collegues for this movie
user SHE WON BEST OVERALL STUNT BY A STUNT WOMAN AND BEST WORK WITH A VEHICLE THAT'S 2 OUT OF 5 AWARDS FOR A WHOLE MOVIE OH MY GOOOOOODDDD
maxverstappen1 I never doubted you. So incredibly proud of you ❤️
⤷ yourusername I couldn't have done it without you by my side, Maxy 💙
⤷ maxverstappen1 Doubtful.
⤷ maxverstappen1 Just accept the compliment, schatje
⤷ maxverstappen1 You're the most incredible woman I know, your drive and passion are admirable- why do you think I love you so much?
⤷ maxverstappen1 I love you and I'm very proud of you❤️
⤷ yourusername And now I'm sobbing... I love you too, so so much
user i came here to have a great time with y/n winning awards but now i'm in fetal position, rocking myself I FEEL SO FUCKING SINGLE
user STOP THIS, WHY DOES HE HAVE TO BE SO JSADFHJBJH
user there is no bigger y/n fan than max verstappen...
⤷ user if y/n has no fans left, max verstappen is dead...
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maxverstappen1 Nothing better than ending a glorious season with you by my side. Schatje, to more broken records and a golden future ❤️
yourusername To more broken records and a golden future with you 💙
yourusername Love you, love you, love you so so much 💙💙💙
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ARKHAM MAID 2024
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stinkybuttwipes · 5 months
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Dragon ball characters 🖤Spicy🖤 headcanons~
Piccolo
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This man let me tell you-
You’ll only get a few grunts out of him, he’s more focused on what he’s doing honestly.
He will only moan when he’s about to cum but he isn’t very loud with it because he is really embarrassed (poor bb)
Piccolo isn’t very vocal in bed nor does he do dirty talk but he’ll slip out a few cute names for you every now and then when he’s going at it
Ehem- sweetie, Angel, Honey *explodes*
He prefers to be in the missionary position but sometimes he’ll let you ride him ;)
He’s also a Hermaphrodite
You’ll wonder where tf his pp at and he’s so flustered about it. Lets just say piccolo aint the only one eating out (you gotta work to get that cock)
Once you get his cock out wish your pussy good luck because this man is huge
(8-9 inches and FUCKING GIRTH?)
Sometimes when he’s so exhausted and pent up he’ll need a blowjob from you.
His fingers, HIS FINGERS.
They don’t reach as deep as his cock does but boy do they make you see stars.
His antennas are hella sensitive so if you play with them you’ll definitely hear a silent moan from him.
He is so good with aftercare though don’t worry he’ll always take good care of you.
Want a bath? He’s on it. Hungry? He’s on it. Cuddles? He’s already got you❤️
Broly
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Baby boy I love him so much
He’s a moaner! He’s a whimperer! He’s a crier!
This guy is a sweetheart in bed don’t let his appearance fool you.
He’ll be so gentle with you as he moans into your neck.
VANILLA SEX VANILLA SEX VANILLA SEX
He prefers not to be to rough or hard because he’s so scared he’ll accidentally hurt you doing it:(
Although if you want him to be rough or go harder whisper it into his ear please he’ll whimper for you and obey you so fast-
He’ll put his face in your chest as he rams into you , be careful what you wish for cause he is going to lose it eventually 🫣
Broly will start moaning reaaaal loud once he feels he’s going to finish (your pussy is to good for him ya know)
Be prepared for him to accidentally overstimulate himself-
He’s gonna either go harder and rougher or super saiyan on you. Either way you ain’t waking tomorrow.
This bitch will growl when he loses control and let’s be honest..it’s hot
Broly is PACKING he’s carrying a 10 inch veiny af cock when he’s hardened so he’ll be hitting you in all the right places.
Such a sweetie when it comes to aftercare. Play with his hair he’ll fall asleep immediately but right after he puts himself near your chest so he can hear your heart. It comforts him to know you’re still with him 🥹.
Goku
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He can’t even be serious in bed
He is definitely a dog In heat when he’s horny though.
And when he’s horny he won’t leave you alone-
This bitch will have the fucking audacity to moan in your ear and grind on your ass (IN PUBLIC SOMETIMES TOO)
If you touch the spot where his tail used to be he’ll tremble but overtime it does become sensitive and he’ll tell you to stop.
Is a sweetie though even if he’s rough in bed, he’ll leave marks on you going from your neck to your calves.
He loves cockwarming at night and keeping his seed in you making sure none spills as you have to listen to him snore (no sleep for you~)
HE DO GOT A BIG COCK THO
9 INCHES AND HELLA WIDTH
ITS A SAIYAN THING THEY ALL GOT FAT PECKERS.
He is so good at eating you out like, a MASTER at it’ll he’ll get you to squirt in a minute.
So good with his tongue too 🫣
Will steal your panties and use them to get off as he moans loud so you can hear (HES DOING IT ON PURPOSE)
Favorite position is 69
Loves his cock sucked but also loves to taste you it gets him going~
He got fat balls full of cum so he’ll keep you up all night and day!
His calloused hands are good for clit rubbing 😩
He has no shame in saying the most embarrassing shit ever
Example: Goku: “What’s for dinner?” You: “bro, stfu and fuck me you dumb shi”
He forgets aftercare but he ain’t gonna bail on you
He’s prob gonna just pass out, cock still in you and everything…..”I’m hungry”
Overall 7/10 in bed
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tarjapearce · 9 months
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Lips anon! Projecting a little bit of childhood tramua, but imagine a teacher complaining that Benji's hair is "messy." Aka too curly for her liking cuz some teachers be assholes like that. Miguel is offended, and Mama goes full rabid on her, calling her to a teacher's conference over some dumb shit like this lol
Mama tells Benji that his hair isn't messy and his teacher is a puta. He's just a handsome curly boy 💕
Not. With. My. Benji. >:(
(To y'all curly babes out there, including me, Our hair is gorgeous ok? we gorgeous ❤️❤️)
Benjamin fiddled with his fingers, chewed the inside of his cheek and stole little glances here and there to you and Miguel. He didn't know if he was in trouble.
He had to tell you that one of his teachers wanted to speak directly with you and Miguel as soon as possible. He was a first grader, maybe she wanted to talk about about something to improve Benjamin's weakness in certain areas.
Miguel had taken a day to attend the meeting, teacher came in and Benjamin recoiled even further next to you, almost hiding behind you. You frowned.
"Mr. and Mrs. O'Hara, thank you for coming today." She started with a polite smile, you followed.
"Benjamin told us that there was something you needed to discuss with us. Is Benjamin doing ok?" Miguel spoke, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Oh yes. You see, Benjamin is a good student. He has a bit of trouble speaking loudly when it's required to. He's still a bit shy, but overall, he's good."
"Right, so," You stared at her as she looked with squinted eyes at Benjamin.
"Is there any real issues that needs to be addressed? It's fine if he's a bit shy, it's a new grade for him. New classmates, new experiences, it's normal to feel a bit overwhelmed."
"Correct. Look, we have this... image code that applies to everyone and I believe that Benjamin isn't following it."
She spoke and you and Miguel blinked at her words. Confused at first but a bad feeling sunk into your gut.
"What's wrong with Benjamin dress code?" Miguel expression hardened when Benji's hand held onto his sleeve, like saying 'stop'.
"It's not about the dress code but more his, image."
"There is nothing wrong with my son, Mrs. Charles." Miguel's brow rose, his arms crossing on his chest as you spoke. He'd usually would try and calm you to then get a less heated approach, dialogue. But this time he just watched, not liking one bit where this was going.
"Maybe if you could cut or comb his hair a bit-"
Miguel rose and placed his hands on his waist. The hulking figure had startled the teacher. Good.
"You made me skip a day of work just for you to say my son has messy hair and you don't like it?" He almost hissed the last words.
You finally understood why Benjamin had been spending some time looking himself in the mirror the last past days.
"Do you understand Spanish, Mrs. Charles?"
"I do, ma'am. This is... just-"
"A mi hijo lo respeta, señora. Muy maestra puede ser usted, y aún así le queda grande el puesto, pero con mi hijo no se meta." ( My son is to be respected, ma'am. You can be a teacher all you want and still you're unworthy to be one, but you won't mess with my son.)
Miguel picked up a very distressed Benjamin and left. Your spanish had improved considerably thanks to Miguel.
"Mi hijo pasa un buen rato viéndose al espejo por culpa suya. Y no le voy a permitir que esté proyectando sus inseguridades en él. Si vuelvo a saber que usted o que alguno de sus compañeros lo molestan, voy a tomar cartas en el asunto. ¿Entendió?" (My son spends a good amount of time looking himself in the mirror because of you. I won't allow you to project your insecurities on him. If I know of this again from you or that his classmates are pestering him because of it, I'm taking hands in the matter. Got it?)
You left the classroom with a slam on the door, didn't even let the teacher speak.
"Vieja puta." (Fucking Bitch)
Miguel held Benjamin tighter, covering his ears at your cursing.
"Who the fuck she think she is?! Making us waste our time." Benjamin rubbed his eyes, his nose was getting red, his reaction only made your anger to boil.
"Benjamin, baby?"
He looked at you as Miguel put him down.
"I need you to listen to me, okay mi amor?"
He nodded as you wiped his tears.
"There is nothing wrong with your hair, okay? Your hair is beautiful. And many other kids would give anything to have it."
He hiccuped.
Miguel kneeled and slicked his hair softly.
"Don't listen to her, champ. Probably the lady is just jealous you have more hair than her"
Benjamin couldn't help but giggle.
"What do we say at home, baby?"
"I am kind"
"Aha, what else?"
"My voice matters"
"Of course it does, Mi amor" You hugged him and peppered his face in kisses earning more giggles from him.
"And you are beautiful, okay. From these lovely bouncy curls, from these speedy feet, okay?
He nodded.
"Wanna go for an ice cream?"
Miguel put him on his back, his little legs dangling on his neck as you all left.
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alienjock · 3 months
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in 2016, i was a closeted suicidal high school sophomore with undiagnosed autism. barely hanging onto life by a thread, one of the few things i found solace in was the world of critical role. my creative passions gave me a sense of fulfillment, and the love i had for the cast of vox machina, and for my fellow critters, gave me a sense of community i don’t think i would be here today if not for them.
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the love and gratitude and comfort i got from this single gesture kept me going. it kept me hopeful. it reminded me that the people i loved and looked up to so deeply were kind and caring and compassionate. that they saw the hurt in the world and they wanted to reach their hand out to others, to offer support, to show struggling and scared young folk like me that they had an ally.
this kindness can not be found from them today.
in the past few years, the humanitarian aid critical role has provided through its charity organization and promotional outreach has been incredible. but as of right now, closing in on around four months since israel launched an all out attack, a full and total genocidal campaign to commit an ethnic cleansing of the palestinian people from their homeland, critical role has been completely silent.
not just silent, in fact.
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they are silencing pro-palestine voices, blocking fans who call them out, and overall doing a phenomenal job at showcasing that now that they’re in amazon’s pocket, they couldn’t give a fuck about showing any real support towards palestine in the face of industry backlash.
at best, they are cowards.
cancel your critical role subscriptions, stop watching their shows, stop buying their merch, stop supporting them. demand accountability. you as fans have all the power. make them speak up.
a free palestine is in the future, and there are those who stay silent while they beg for freedom. for justice. for the people of the world to join them. do not let them stay silent. do not let them get away with turning a blind eye to crimes against humanity.
@criticalrole what ever happened to remembering to love each other? 🇵🇸❤️🖤🤍💚
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jadeylovesmarvelxo · 8 days
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Just Friends?
Eddie is your older, sexy next door neighbour. You're instantly smitten with him but with the countless women that you see leave his trailer dreamy eyed and lovestruck, you don't have a chance with him? You're just his friend right?
Warnings; Older Eddie, minors shoo, fluff, jealous Eddie. Friends to lovers, Comfort, Pet loss (anon who sent me the request to write about this, I'm sending you all the hugs and positive vibes in the world ❤️)
💌🎀❤️
Eddie Munson is your older, gorgeous neighbour and you're pretty sure he could never be interested in you. He dated beautiful women all the time, you saw when they left his trailer dreamy eyed and already hooked on him.
You'd hear the giggles and their moans every night while you sat on your patio and tried to ignore the noises, ignoring the tightness coiling in your gut and the envy you felt.
How you wished that it was you that held Eddie's attention. The two of you did talk a lot and you had been over to his for a beer quite a few times but he wasn't interested in you romantically.
He had been such a good friend to you since the two of you met. When you first moved here, about six months into your stay your sweet kitty had passed away.
She had hidden herself away in a corner of the room, wouldn't come out no matter how much you tried and it devastated you.
Eddie had seen you in tears one day and you had poured your heart out to him about Missy, he was kind and so sweet with you. For a little bit he just listened as you cried, then he pulled you into a big hug and told you everything would be okay.
"It will be okay sweetheart, I promise you. Every day the hurt will get a little bit better. You'll still miss her but she's here with you always, in your heart and in your memories" you managed to nod through tears and the words had given you hope.
Eddie helped locate Missy who had sadly passed, he was there for you as you through every step, from taking Missy to the vet, to receiving her ashes in a little wooden box that you kept on your nightstand with a picture of your sweet kitty.
Every day Eddie helped you smile even if it was just for a little while, gave you hugs when you needed them and had even drawn a portrait of Missy from one of your photos of her. Something you could remember her by.
The drawing was beside Missy's picture and her ashes and you treasured it. One small act of kindness but it had helped you heal a little bit of your heartache.
Through all of that it was then you realised you had fallen for Eddie.
Eddie who only saw you as a friend.
Eddie who pops his head around your door as you cook some dinner that night, he smiles warmly at you and it flusters you.
"Something smells good princess, can I join you?"
Fuck, he was sexy. His hair was in a bun, he just came home from work and he's in his overalls, there's a smudge of grease on his cheek that you'd love to wipe off.
You fight the urge and heap the pasta into a bowl for him, add the homemade garlic bread and some salad. He lets out a small contented sigh as he settles down and begins to eat.
"I picked a movie when I was coming home from work, want to watch it with me sweetheart?" he suggests to you and you nod. He always picked the best movies.
Once food is consumed you follow Eddie into his trailer and wonder if he had a date tonight? Wouldn't he rather be with them then hanging with you?
Then again he wouldn't have invited you if he thought that. "Don't you have a date Eddie?" You ask curiously and hope you're not prying too much.
"Nah, thought I'd rather hang out with you princess, see some friends" you nod. Of course, friends. That's all the two of you were. At least you definitely know where he stands now.
Maybe it was time for you to have some fun. You deserved to have some fun and it's not like Eddie was ever without attention from women. Maybe he would be protective if you dated someone as a friend.
You watch as Eddie laughs at a certain part of the movie, his dimples on show and his eyes lighting up. He was so perfect it hurt but if he only saw you as a friend then you'd be the best friend he ever had.
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Due to your decision you find yourself going to a party that your friends invited you to. It wasn't often that you left the comfort of your home to go to a party nowadays but you figured if anything would help you get over Eddie it would be getting yourself out there.
You're dressed up for the first time in ages and feel really good. Eddie is relaxing with a beer and talking to his friends when you head out of your home.
He chokes on his beer a bit and it flustered you, "Do I look okay?" You ask anxiously and Eddie's big brown eyes are wide as he takes in your appearance.
"Okay" he chokes out and Steve rolls his eyes and smiles at you. "You look beautiful honey" thanking Steve you wave goodbye to Eddie and you're pretty sure his eyes are on you all the way.
💌💞
You wake in the morning with a slight hangover and the hot guy from last night just leaving the shower. His name was Jerry and he was exactly what you needed at the time, just one night where you didn't think of your god of a neighbour and who he was with.
Jerry doesn't stick around and to be honest you don't want him to. Last night was fun but you weren't looking for a repeat performance. You follow Jerry to the door, saying goodbye but startle when you see Eddie outside your door and looking pissed.
His eyes narrow as he looks at Jerry, his big brown eyes flash with something you can't place. You can't help noticing how unbelievably gorgeous he looks but then he opens his mouth and ruins everything.
"You know I couldn't sleep last night because of you and the lover boy here" you frown confused and your heart skips a beat. Was he jealous?
"Um..." You don't get to say much more because Jerry hastily makes an exit and Eddie's vicious gaze follows him.
"Pussy" he mutters and you scowl. What was wrong with him? He speaks again before you can question him and it sends annoyance pulsing through you, once you hear what he has to say.
"All night I heard you and that idiot all over each other, people do have work and shit you know" you reel back from Eddie stunned. The two of you had never traded cross words and now he was giving you shit for doing something he did most nights?
No fucking way.
"Are you serious Eddie? I hear countless women and their moans and giggles all through the night and I've never said shit about that...yet you have the gall to bitch to me when I bring a guy home?"
His pissed looks melts away just a tiny bit and you walk towards him seriously annoyed at this point, "Let me be clear Eddie. You don't get to give me shit when you've driven me nuts for weeks" he blinks startled then grins. He actually grins.
"You're beautiful when you're angry you know, I mean you're always beautiful but I like seeing you all fiery" this disarms you for a second but you soon wave it off.
"Don't you try and charm your way out of this Munson, your pretty eyes and sweet talk don't work on me" well the pretty eyes did but you wouldn't tell him that.
"I was telling the truth" he replies seriously and you hide your smile. Damn him.
"The only woman I've ever wanted to notice me was you princess" he finishes that sentence and then tugs you to him and kisses you deeply. Your brain short circuits for a few seconds before you kiss him back.
Then you pull away and shake your head. Nope, no way were you being some notch on his bedpost.
"I'm not doing this Eddie. I'm not being another woman that you just conveniently forget about after you get what you want" he looks exasperated and gently tilts your head up to look at him.
"You aren't listening to me sweetheart. I'm totally fucking crazy about you. I don't want anyone else, just you" oh.
Despite the joy you feel you can't help but be a bit frustrated. "You have a funny way of showing it Eddie" he nods and his eyes soften as he squeezes your hand.
"Didn't think you felt the same. I should have asked I know, I'm an idiot". Fuck, you thought that Eddie didn't feel the same about you. Both of you were idiots.
"Well, maybe you can make it up to me later? Your famous Mac and cheese and maybe..." You trail off and find the courage to kiss him this time. He responds eagerly, pulls away to kiss your forehead and beams.
"It's a date princess"
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Tag list @whysodelirious08 @ali-r3n @lilrubles @yourdailymemedelivery @marvelcasey05 @melodymunson @josephquinnsfreckles @sadbitchfangirl @mylovelycrazyworld @exploding-bonbon @deamours @costellation-hunter
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mxqdii · 8 months
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Hi! Can you write something about how Mattheo or Theo would react to someone yelling and being really mean to y/n? It can be fluff or smut I will leave it to you❤️
what i was made for - m.s
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pairings: mattheo riddle x reader
summary: mattheo comforting reader as she breaks down
warning(s): violence, comfort, mentions of killing curse, cursing, very sad ending (prepare yourself)
a/n: so originally, i was doing the request. but i ended up getting carried away with ideas.. and so if anybody wants me to make this a series i can !!
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it's been a really bad week.
everyone found out about my dad being a death eater, causing me to loose friends and people just viewing me differently
i get dirty look walking to class, whispering all around me, people gossiping and spreading lies.
it's hell
thankfully, i still have my friendgroup in slytherin, because at least they'll hear me out.
i also have my boyfriend mattheo
he's been nothing but sweet while everything has been chaos
he's helped me a lot, more then he'll ever know,
although, recently i've been more distant.
thing's have been getting harder, and i can't help but feel weak.
i don't want mattheo fighting all my battles for me, and also, it's just overall embarrassing
as i walk to potions, a group of girls stop in front of me.
i sigh, recognizing them instantly
they've been tormenting me this whole week
"what now" i say with a groan
"well, we just wanted to say we're sorry about what we said" one of the girls says and i keep my annoyed expression
"no you're not" i laugh
they all scoff and walk away, except one.
"go on now" i say, voice slightly raised.
"no, because you see.. they don't like you because of your dad, me on the other hand? i just don't like you." she says
i can't help but admit, her words caught me by surprise a bit.
"okay... why?" i say and she grins
"you don't remember me do you?"
i examine her face, trying to find the familiarity.
and then it hits me
"jasmine.." i mumble and she nods
jasmine was a girl in my class third year, she ended up leaving the school because of her ex.
"the look on your face? priceless. honestly, it was one of my reasons to come back" she says and i scoff
i see her tie her hair up
"you- you wanna fight me?!" i shout and she grins
"cmon, one way to settle this, you win? i'm gone, for good this time" she says nodding
next thing i know, jasmine is on the floor with a black eye and a broken nose.
i run back to the common room, getting stopped before i get there.
cormac.
"what happened? you finally get what you deserved?" he says, all his friends laughing
"fuck off" i say, trying to walk away
he grabs my wrist and i try to break out of his grasp but fail.
"let go of me!!" i shout, still trying to break free.
he abruptly lets go, making me fall.
him and his friends laugh and i stand up, tears filling my eyes.
i push him up against a wall, pointing my wand to his throat.
"you fucking mess with me again i'll avada kedavra your ass you understand?" i yell and he doesn't say anything, eyes widening
"do you understand??" i yell louder this time and he nods in fear
i loosen my grip, my wand now not being so pushed up against him, looking around i see all his friends looking at me terrified, looking the other direction i see mattheo.
i put my wand away, walking to my dorm, looking down the whole time.
closing my door, i break down completely.
i threatened someone with the killing curse
it hits me then suddenly,
i'm becoming just like my father.
i hear a knock on my door, not bothering to answer.
the door opens anyway, making me wipe my tears and any possible blood on my face
i'm met with mattheos soft gaze, the concern and worry in his eyes.
"get out!" i yell
"no" he says, walking closer to me
"mattheo.. GET OUT!!!" i shout
he's now inches away.
"get out, get out, get out." i say repeatedly, hitting his chest.
"let it out, it's okay" he mumbles softly
i eventually give up, just falling to my knees sobbing
he pulls me into a hug, stroking my hair.
after what feels like forever, but what was probably only a minute, i wipe my tears and sigh.
"sorry, i'm okay" i say sniffling
"stop telling me you're okay, you're not." he says and i look down in defeat.
"cmon" he says, grabbing my hand and dragging me to the bathroom
he grabs q-tips and hydrogen peroxide, cleaning the cuts on my face
the stinging doesn't phase me at this point, being too numb to really care.
"i'm becoming my father" i mumble and he stops his actions
"what? no you're not" he says and i scoff
"i threatened cormac with the killing curse mattheo, thats not something someone says in a civil conversation. i'd be surprised if i dont get expelled" i express
"i'll talk to mcgonagall about it okay?" he mumbles and i nod
after cleaning my wounds, we head into bed.
he wraps his arms around me, feeling overwhelmed by his warmth, i fall asleep.
i wake up in the middle of the night, gathering a sweater and my shoes.
i tiptoe out of my dorm to the astronomy tower.
i think about everything thats happened this past week
people finding out about my father, people hating me, threatning cormac.
it's that moment that a flip inside of me flips
a moment of clarity, realization.
i hear footsteps behind me, turning around and seeing the exact person i called for
"i'm ready" i say to him, walking closer.
in the end, all of this, it's all apart of the journey. because i am my father, and i couldn't come to terms with it before, but i am now, i can't deny destiny.
"you will be great, just as your father is." he says and i nod
"thank you, my lord" i say, looking at my wrist seeing the deatheater mark.
looking down at it, i smile, i feel complete.
i liked the power i had over cormac, the rush, the adrenaline. i liked fighting jasmine, that feeling of control.
about jasmine by the way, forgot to mention.. she was my ex. and she left because of me, she found out about my father and i told her to leave, and if she ever came back i'd have him kill her.
that was the start, where everything started going wrong.
i hear footsteps coming up the stairs, seeing mattheo.
"baby why'd you-" he starts speaking, but i notice his gaze shifting to my wrist
his eyes widen and fill with tears
"no... you didn't" he says in disbelief
"th-thats not fair.. i did what i was supposed to do..!" he shouts
i look at him in confusion
"i tried so hard, so hard. to make sure you never got the mark, i did everything, begged him not to" he explains
"mattheo, i did this, it was me."
the look on his face changes, changes to digust and shame.
"you wanted this?!?!" he shouts, tears falling down his face
"who.. who are you?" he cries, looking me up in down with that disgusted expression.
"mattheo.. think of how great we could be, we could be a team. do this together-" i start
"together? together?!?!" he yells
"you want me to- how long? how long have you been planning this?" he asks
"you don't want me to answer that mattheo." i say in honesty
"i hurt people mattheo, it's all i'm good at. i'm sorry you were the one to love me, when i told you not to, you should have listened" i added
"you were right, you are your father." he says in horror and i smile
"takes one to know one" i say, adding on a final goodbye,
"goodbye mattheo"
a/n: could make this into a potential series if anyone would want that, lmk!!
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@strniolo @stargirlv0id @annaisabookworm
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gay-dorito-dust · 8 months
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Marshall lee dating headcanons?
He’s a twat (affectionate)
Night dates where Marshall takes you to go either stargazing somewhere or scaring people together because seeing them hightail it out of there was possibly the most comedic thing either of you had seen all day.
‘Did you see how fast that guy tan?’ Marshall would ask, all the while slinging his arm over your shoulder, keeping you close. ‘I’m pretty sure we scared him shitless or to the point he might’ve actually pissed himself.’ He adds while cackling into the night.
‘Alright, alright. You’ve had your fun for one night.’ You began, already smiling at how cute your boyfriend was being. ‘But we should probably head home now before Fionna figures out that it was us scaring people out of the woods shitless…’ Marshall was about to open his mouth to say something when you continued. ‘Regardless of how funny it maybe.’ Marshall proceeded to pout all the way home.
You’re basically his impulse control but then again even you aren’t immune to causing some form of chaos every once in a while.
This dude defiantly is the type to have pages upon pages of songs he had written just for you and only you. What can he say, you’re his muse, his biggest inspiration, so why wouldn’t he express that through the way he knows best; music.
He has so much of his songs dedicated to you that he has a song for everything that you do, whether that be from waking up looking like a beautiful/handsome/adorable/charming mess to going back to bed a handsome/beautiful/adorable/charming mess, it even went further then that as during days where you didn’t feel at your best and brightest, Marshall was already there to serenade you with his heavenly voice. 💕❤️
Marshall is such a sweetheart, and a gigantic one at that, no matter who says otherwise because to you Marshall has been nothing but the most supportive, loving and caring man you’ve ever met with all the kisses and cuddles he gives you during movie nights when he grows bored of what he’s seeing on the television and deciding to turn his attention elsewhere; that elsewhere being you ofc. Plus you’d never have to spend another day feeling insecure in yourself when Marshall Lee is constantly complimenting you and reminding you of your worth on the daily.
Yet I feel like Marshall would be the type of person to hide in the corner of your room with the lights off at night, so when you look over at him, you’d only see his silhouette as though he was some fucking type of sleep paralysis demon. You don’t talk to him after that, going so far as to give him the cold shoulder, whilst he pouts at your blatant disregard of his need for your constant affection and attention.
Overall Marshall treats you right whisky still being his goofy prankster self.
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