#//babygirl why are you so Pointy

[orxna]

She's So Close I just have to give her Terrible Make Up.

[doumadono]

HEY, HI, HELLO!!!

Your one and only and favourite wolf girl here! I came to celebrate your big milestone and I'd NEVER say no to free ice creams!

So! I'd like some: raspberry ice cream with M&Ms and maple syrup in a cup! I'll eat those with my lovely wolf!Nanami!

On the other note!

Congratulations sweetheart! I am so proud of you! It's a big milestone and you deserve it because of everything you put into this blog and your works! Stay amazing and never change!

I send you all the love and kisses!

CONGRATULATIONS AGAIN!! 🎆🎆🎆🎉🎉🎊🎊

Warnings: smut w/o plot, creampie, female omega!reader, wolf hybrid - beta!Nanami, rough p in v, partial hybrid transformation, mating, dirty language, doggy style & missionary

Synopsis: you've been chosen as a mate by Kento Nanami, one of the most handsome betas in the pack, and he's going to have his ways with you - his shy little omega

A/N: myyyy babygirl! Thank you for sticking with me for over 8 years already, can you believe it?! Your request was challenging, but I really hope you'll like it ♥

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"I finally get to meet you," Nanami chuckled a little too darkly, his deep voice reverberating as his pointy, fluffy ears twitched. He shut the door behind him, locking eyes with you, his gaze darkened by desire. Dressed in a snug white t-shirt that highlighted his muscular chest and black jeans, he stood before you, his arms at his sides. Veins snaked up his forearms, accentuating his strength. 

You stood before him, completely mesmerized, feeling a familiar heat pulsating in your core. It was your first mating season, and you were chosen by one of the strongest betas in the pack, Kento Nanami. While he wasn't the alpha, many females were attracted to him, and now you understood why. He stood before you, tall and confident, his blonde bangs slightly messy but adding to his charm. He was so handsome and muscular, and you couldn't help but feel grateful that he chose someone like you, a mere omega.

"Are you a mute?" he joked, stepping closer to you. He'd noticed you checking him out. "Like what you see?" he teased, reaching out to brush a strand of hair off your blushing cheek.

"No... No, I'm not..." You closed the distance, captivated by the wild allure that radiated from him. "Who could resist such a tempting sight?" you replied, your voice breathless with anticipation as you looked up into his dark brown-greenish eyes.

Nanami's eyes darkened even more, his senses heightened by your proximity. "Careful," he warned, a smirk playing on his lips. "You're playing with fire, little wolfie."

You reached out, your fingers trailing along his muscular chest, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath pads of your fingers, even through the material of his t-shirt. "I've always enjoyed a little danger," you whispered, your voice dripping with desire. "But... Why me? You could have any other female, someone more beautiful…" you replied, your voice tinged with shyness.

He gently lifted your chin, tilting your head up to meet his gaze. "But I've been wanting you," he admitted. "Your scent has been driving me wild for weeks, if I'm honest. I love everything about you, little omega. The way your cheeks flush when you catch me staring, the way your lips part when you're watching me and others from afar. If you thought I didn't notice, you were mistaken," he said, leaning in to kiss your earlobe, his voice a soft whisper in your ear, "I just had to make you mine."

You parted your lips to speak, but words failed you.

He smiled at your attempt, catching a hint of your arousal with his heightened senses that kicked in. The corners of his muzzle curled up into a wry grin. "Well, well, you smell delicious, little omega." His body pressed close to yours, emanating incredible warmth. 

You let out a quiet gasp as he kissed just behind your ear, his lips trailing down your neck. 

His hands found your breasts, gently squeezing them through your shirt. As he continued to fondle them, he kissed and nibbled his way towards your soft mounds of flesh, sending shivers of pleasure through your body. 

Your breath hitched as he stopped at the middle of your cleavage, looking up at you with a seductive grin. He motioned for you to raise your hands, and with a swift movement, he removed your shirt. Then, with expert precision, he unclasped your bra and traced his flexed tongue from the middle of your breasts up to under your chin, before capturing your lips in a deep, passionate kiss. 

You squeaked in surprise, but he quickly silenced you with his invading tongue, his hands now cupping either side of your face.

"Mine," he growled lowly after breaking the kiss. He of course made sure to leave a trail of hickeys along the column of your neck.

You couldn't help but notice the massive bulge in his pants and a shiver of lustful anticipation ran through you as Kento took a step back to admire his work.

He slowly began to move towards you again, and instinctively, you backed up until you hit something firm behind you with your calves.

He leapt forward, pushing your shoulders and causing you to fall backward onto the mattress. 

You gasped at the impact, looking up at him easily towering over you with a mix of shyness, fear, and pure lust. 

He had removed his shirt, revealing a muscular chest with a trail of fluffy, blonde hair leading down from his navel and disappearing within his pants. He smirked, his hungry eyes surveying you, the bulge in his pants twitching with desire, making it all too obvious that he liked what he saw. Leaning over you, his strong hands placed on either side of your head for support, Kento kissed you again, rubbing his confined cock against the drenched fabric of your pants in your crotch, already soaked from your arousal that managed to drench your panties.

You moaned, feeling an ache deep inside you, longing to be filled by his cock, to submit completely to this male.

Sensing your desire, Nanami worked his way down, stopping at your breasts to suck on one nipple, flicking it with his tongue and lightly grazing it with his teeth.

"Oh!" Your back arched with pleasure, and you ground your crotch against his, the ache becoming almost unbearable as your mind was completely clouded with desire and lust. All you could think about was getting laid with him, right here, right now.

He pinched and sucked on your nipples, emitting a low growl as he ground his crotch against yours.

You heard Kento softly laugh as he stopped his actions, and you almost whined in protest. But your pout died on your lips when you saw him stand up, staring directly into your eyes as he began to undo his fly.

With a sharp movement, he yanked his pants and underwear down, revealing a monstrous cock standing proudly and begging for attention. Its reddened, uncircumcised head glistened with pre cum, and although it appeared to be only several inches in length, it was the girth that truly stunned you.

Free from his garments, Kento stood there, enjoying your reaction. It was clear that his little bitch wanted nothing more than to be stuffed full of his cock.

Reaching down, he skillfully removed your pants and panties in one smooth motion, revealing your sopping pussy - so wet that your own juices had lathered the inside of your thighs, glistening in a dim light casted by a moonlight falling into the room through a large window.

"You're fucking gorgeous," Nanami said peeling his eyes away from your glistening cunt to fix his gaze on your face.

The ache inside you was rising to a point where your breathing became sharper as you moved further toward the center of the bed.

"Shhhh, shhhh, relax," he whispered soothingly as he climbed onto the bed, his hard member trailing through the wetness you had left on the edge of the bedding. He closed his eyes, savoring the sensation as he licked his lips in appreciation. "Fuck. Your scent is driving me nuts." Positioning himself on top of you and easily pinning you down to the mattress with his weight, he leaned in close to your face, his cock mere centimeters away from your pulsating pussy. He whispered directly in your ear, his voice low, "I'm going to pump you full of my cum, I'm going to fill you with my litter, and watch you swell and grow ripe with my seed, my sweet little omega. We're going to mate for life, and you'll be mine forever. And if any other male dares to even look your way, I'll rip their throat open. You're gonna be my little, breeding bitch."

He plunged his rock-hard cock into your wet cunt.

You screamed out his name as you felt him stretch you painfully, filling you completely.

With a steady rhythm, he began pumping in and out of you, causing your body to convulse in sync with his movements. Your tits bounced with each powerful thrust, and you reached for his back, raking your nails down it for support as he continued to pound into you. You grabbed your perky nipples, pinching and pulling at them, moaning loudly as you were consumed by frenzy.

Kento pounded faster, grunting lowly as beads of sweat slickened his chest, falling onto yours. Leaning down, he kissed you forcefully, his tongue invading your mouth eagerly.

Suddenly, without warning, you felt a powerful orgasm wash over you. Your pussy clamped down on his monstrous cock, your abused hole hot and wet, and he could no longer hold back. It was time to switch positions, or he would cum right then and there.

You were lost in the stupor of pleasure, moaning with each thrust as you rode the waves of your orgasm, rolling your hips up and down to meet all of his thrusts.

Nanami exhaled, pleased to see you enjoying his cock that much, but he couldn't ignore the growing urge from the beast within him. Wrenching himself from your pussy, he leaned back on his haunches, his massive cock glistening with your slick juices, throbbing even harder. He grabbed you and flipped you onto your stomach. "Stick out your ass, bitch."

You got on all fours and raised your plump ass in the air, wiggling it for him.

Nanami gripped your hips, positioning himself behind you. He could feel the warmth from your pussy against the cool slickness covering his throbbing cock. Licking his lips, he plunged back into you. "Oh, fuck, so fucking tight." His tail wiggled behind him as if confirming his appreciation to how snuggly your cunt was.

All you could do was to whimper a little in-between gasps. 

This only turned Kento on more, and he began his rhythmic thrusting, making his monstrous balls slap against your luscious ass. He gripped your hair firmly and pushed your head roughly down onto the mattress as he picked up the pace. "Fuck, yeah, take this cock, take it, take it," he growled, his voice rumbling within his chest.

Pain mixed with pleasure as you felt yourself stretch to accommodate his massive girth. "Kento.... Oh, Kento!" You were moaning.

He reached around you, gripping your breasts firmly, fondling them hardly.

You let out a surprised squeak, but Nanami paid no heed.

His hands shifted to your hips for support as his muscles began to ripple and change, growing larger. His shoulders broadened, and his legs thickened. "Fuck!" he howled, throwing his head back. With one hand on the back of your neck, he pressed you down, while the other smacked your ass, making the flesh jiggle. "Fuck!"

You felt a surge of fear as you quickly realized what was happening. He was on the brink of shifting into his full animal form, but he seemed to be fighting it with all his might. You knew that if he fully transformed, you might end up as his meal once he was done with you. Alphas and betas in their full animal forms were incredibly dangerous, their instincts overriding any trace of human rationality. "N-Nanami..." you begged, your mouth running dry with all the pants that escaped your lips so far.

Feeling his climax approaching, Nanami struggled to hold back the transformation. Instead, he let out a deep growl as he thrust deep inside your pulsating pussy, releasing his load. Hot, thick cum poured into your pussy, painting your spongy walls white with his semen. With each throb, he delivered more of his sticky release, his eyes rolling into the back of his skull in pure pleasure as he kept himself buried inside you, still offering you a few more pushes.

Even as you remained stuffed full of his cock, you began to leak a mix of both your releases. "Kento, Kento..." you were repeating like a mantra.

Finally his cock went flaccid and he pulled out of your hot pussy, his thick semen spilled out of your abused hole, and coated the bedding right between your legs. 

You knew that his potent seed would do what he desired, sooner or later. As you glanced over your shoulder at him, you noticed he couldn't fully control the transformation. His head had taken on a lupine form, while the rest of his body remained as human as possible, aside from a wagging tail.

Nanami leaned forward, licking the sweat off your back with his large, warm tongue, his tail wagging even faster. He gently nibbled on your nape, licking the spot afterward, making you giggle at the sensation. Moving between your legs, he hoisted your hips upwards to gain access to your pussy, which he happily lapped at, cleaning you of the slickness from your mixed releases. Then, he lay by your side, pulling you into a hug. He was satisfied for his bitch had done well.

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

STAGED LIVESTREAM SUMMARY S1

BABYGIRLS, BITCHBOYS, AND BOYCOTTERS OF THE BINARY, HELLO MAGGOTS OF MINE. Can you tell it is past 5 am and I just took my sleep meds? We all know how well that goes for my post-making prowess *stares at my good omens part 1 update on Neil's blog*.

BUT that is a regret for post-sleep me to have. When the sun rises I'll go to bed, it's a fucked up sleep schedule but hey the sun and I can't be up at the same time we'd all combust from the hotness. Oh I'm going to regret this so much. But I feel like it's only in this state that I can do justice to that goddamn livestream.

STRAP IN BECAUSE THIS IS A LONG POST AND I WILL NOT CUT IT BECAUSE I WANT EVERYONE WHOSE DASH IT LANDS ON TO YEARN FOR SPIRTUAL EYE-BLEACH.

Soooooo without further ado, or should I say much ado about nothing (see I can reference Shakespeare):

The stream starts, and we are witness to David Tennant being pointy and chaotic, Michael Sheen being adorable and enraged, and Simon looking close to tears at all times, which is a fucking mood.

I am witness to a disturbing degree of thirst every time Michael turns to the side. Michael in profile, they all swoon. I am concerned.

I'm reminiscing about my lockdown memories. David looking confused in a hoodie is very fucking relatable. Once, I started sobbing because my wardrobe looked like a wardrobe. It was a time for us all.

However, everyone else is busy yelling about different showings of Hamlet, Richard the Something Number, etc etc. No one is paying attention to me and my poor poor memories.

Now, I read original Shakespeare when I was like 13, .I like him. But I do not have this level of expertise. FRIENDS, ROMANS, COUNTRYMEN, LEND ME YOUR EARS, I beg.

No one pays attention. I am sad.

I go off to sulk.

By which I mean I actually pay attention to the show. So maggots reading this and wanting an actual summary, this is the only time you're going to get it, because it was when I was watching.

Basically, Simon (I'm gonna refer to their characters as them but for the record it's scripted, I'm being so considerate to the people who're here for an actual summary) digs himself into a hole, Michael does not like him and makes that very known, David offers to get Simon out of the hole and in the process digs both of them into an even deeper hole, and Samuel L Jackson (is that his name) and Michael become unlikely allies to get revenge on David.

Rather than an apology dance, though, David has to stand in a corner. Meanwhile, Georgia and Anna are the only ones actually functioning at their lives, Michael gets blackmailed into servitude by his neighbour, and Simon holds back tears. Judi Dench is involved (that's her name right).

Now as you can see, I am paying full attention to the show until this point. At this fucking point though, I make the poor choice of opening the stream chat.

@thescholarlystrumpet's profile picture is a certain angel. Focused on... the lower half.

Everyone in the chat is talking about Aziraphale's thighs.

This derails. Everyone is now talking about Aziraphale's dick.

Strumpet insists vehemently that the thighs are the focus.

Everyone says the thighs are only there for framing purposes.

You know me, maggots. I'm drawn to chaos, shark to blood. So I end my sulk at not being the centre of attention, and delightedly hop into the chat.

Someone (@vitrilol it was you, I believe? until confirmation, I'll refer to them as Ari) says they wish someone liked their thighs.

So naturally I say I like your thighs.

Oh, swoon, the flirting, you maggots would be scandalised. I'm quite the charmer. It is delectable. We take it to the bedroom. The bedroom is the stream chat. There are gasps.

Another maggot says that this is simply mine and Ari's room, and they're just in it. So then I tell them, why simply stand and watch? They should join in.

They say they have mixed experience with threesomes. I ask who said we're capping it at three?

They are far more comfortable with the idea of an orgy. An orgy has now been initiated. Some people express concern. Others are entirely on board.

Some say they are afraid they're too old for the said orgy, they're old enough to be my aunt. I say nonsense, you wanna orgy, you orgy.

Ari takes this opportunity to wonder if I'm old enough to be their aunt. They then hasten to assure me that they like MILFs.

I find this hysterical, because I am a nineteen year old guy whom people have said gives off tiktok fuckboy energy in real life. I make that fact known. I'm glad that being a man and being 19 does not exclude me from being a MILF, however.

At this point, Ari points out that at least people find me attractive, even if it's a tiktok fuckboy way. I am unsure that being attractive is worth giving off tiktok fuckboy energy. (Thank god, this is not my only vibe. I also have unkept stinky teenage boy, witch and Jane Austen debutante princess, but weird).

Someone else says that hey, I'm closer in age to their son than them. I am about to ask whether their son is eligible and how many pounds he has a year, when they add that the son is 12. I tell them I am glad I did not ask those things. They agree.

The show is still going on. Someone is gasping on Georgia's phone, and I assume it is labour (I learned my lesson about assuming orgasms after the good omens pilot). I am correct. A maggot says that labour and orgasms do not sound the same.

I'm a clueless aspec boy. I don't know about labour or orgasms.

There is some debate then about whether screaming in pain is a difference or a possible common ground for those two things.

The orgy is expanding. Strumpet has to step in to say that while thirsting about the actors is entirely fine, please everyone refrain from sexting in the stream chat.

I feel like I should state here for the record that no one was sexting.

Well. Okay. That's a dubious stretch of the truth, but I love dubiously stretching the truth.

David abuses chairs and beds and his limbs with his posture. I relate.

The neighbour nearly dies, then does not.

The internet gives up on the stream. This is fair. Poor internet.

But while the video is lagging, someone mentions that one of their favourite fanfic authors passed away.

Comfort is offered, as is my brand of aggressively gentle love. Basically DON'T FUCKING APOLOGISE, sweetheart, your grief is valid. Strumpet says how in case she should disappear she's given a friend the authority to post her WIPs as a precautionary measure. And now people are crying.

I ask Strumpet to pause the stream. We all get really fucking emotional about the beauty of writing, of art enduring past the lives of the artists, and whether the author knew how much they were loved. This is getting really sad, but in a beautiful way.

We go back to the stream. Who knows what happens? Not me.

But what matters to me isn't what's on the stream, it's what's in the chats. The people I get to talk to. The hope that I can, at the very least, ensure that they are never, ever unheard. That they get the love they deserve.

I'm too sleepy to reread that. Meds have kicked in. Eyes shut time. If I fucked up somewhere in the post do forgive me maggots of mine, it's past 6 am which means the sun has risen and I need to go the fuck to sleep till noon is over at least.

I love you. Love love love. Send me anything you want anytime. My ask box is open. Go wild. You will not be fucking unheard. Yeah? Good. I love you, again, for good measure.

@howmanyholesinswisscheese ya proud of me, dad?

[uolivegb]

i finally caved... perirep fankid be upon ye :)

heres my special babygirl! ive been wanting to cook up a child oc for a while now esp after seeing so many adorably creative ones from mutuals and others, so i just scribbled her down rq so i have a reference. expect to see a bit more of her in the future!

~~~

some notes:

- her name is tulip because i think its a cute name, but ALSO bc its a type of flower, which lines up with periwinkle and cosmo! i knew i wanted to stick to that theme (but obv irep made sure she also had a kickass antifairy nobility title too lmao)

- shes half fairy half anti-fairy, which meant her magic was extremely unstable as an infant even by magical standards. around the age of two for her safety it was decided that peri and irep would have to choose if they wanted to have her become full fairy or full anti so that her magic mellows out. they end up deciding on fairy (which like whatever maybe ill go into more detail abt this later, but tl:dr they didnt want her to face discrimination if they could prevent it since a lot of magical creatures are wary of anti-fairies for some dumb reason), and so tulip gets her terrible twos and starts visibly resembling her fairy parent more than her anti-fairy parent. (ik i made this like unneccesarily complicated but i debated abt this for a while in my head lmao)

- despite being "full fairy", she still keeps some traits that point out her anti-fairy heritage: longer canines (not quite fangs, but pretty noticeable), pointier ears (the way i draw them both fairies and anti-fairies have pointy ears, but reg fairies have more rounded ones), naturally long and sharp nails (not quite claws), wings (instead of being mostly translucent, theyre clear with a dark blue tinge). so like... at first glance youre like ok yeah normal fairy. but if you pay closer attention its clear thats not quite the case.

- due to her strange circumstances of having to literally choose a side, she doesnt have an anti-fairy of her own. she still technically would be her own anti, shes just more fairy-presenting (side note: this is cause for a slight identity crisis later in life knowing what couldve been, but as she grows up she understands why her parents did what they did and is at peace with it)

- her fav hobby is playing the electric guitar. this has nothing to do with any previous notes i just decided this right now lol. rock on babygirl shred that thing

[hexedwinchester]

Poll Time!

what? What's that? Sam objectification you say? It's kinda part of the job description as a Tumblr blogger 🤣🤣🤣

[icarusredwings]

Early mornings with Retired Time Lords ❤️💙ft. Shadow the cat stuffy and KITT-E (or KIT-TEC)

"Darling, can I have my leg back?"

"Huh?"

"Sigh... I thought I told you not to stay up too late?"

"... What?"

I passed out and woke up to this being done.

I like how 14 is just 14 with braids and a robot companion and sax is bassically an oc at this point with how many head canons I've slapped onto this man (Though im sure they are definitely NOT hot takes)

For 14: <3

-Was up til 4 am. Hypocrite.

-Wears braids to bed

-Steals Shaun's fluffy robe

-striped spongebob socks

-Holding KITT-E

-Bassically has a mullet at this point

For Sax: ✨️

-Pointy ears

-Roots are showing

-Babygirl

-Sharp ass teeth

-Doesn't know where the fuck he is

-Doesn't wash off his eyeliner

-Not his hoodie (NASA hoodie is 14s)

-Worst Prime Minister

-Holding Shadow the stuffy (made by Rosie)

-Heart briefs

-Bros got arthritis so sometimes he wears a knee brace. He's holding 14 for balance and comfort.

-Teletubbie socks

-#Girlboss (Pore mask, Facial avocado mask and bonnet)

(You can tell who I favor)

And KITT-E!! (Technically its KIT-TEC but KITT-E sounds better and I dont think doc wants anything to with any "TEC" s after the Suketh nonsense.

KITT-E aka:

Kilohertz

Intercepting

Telepathic

Transmitter

Electronic- Companion!

Used to be a stuffy made by Rosie until he ripped it up and made the TARDIS a smaller physical host in order to control and mess with.

KITT-E doesn't need food, water, litter, shots, doesn't get cold, can infact overheat/freeze though. All she needs is loved (and charged sometimes) The TARDIS is connected to her like bluetooth. Her ears have recording speakers that speak directly to the TARDIS and the large ball at the end of her tail is a lightweight circulation battery. (She's also magnetic). Her whiskers are how the TARDIS tells her what to do, and her big camera eyes are how she can see.

KITT-E is NOT water proof (yet, hes working on it) and can meow, purr, hiss, growl, and if she wants too, since she's bassically just a transmitter box, The TARDIS can send telepathic information to the doctor by KITT-E (imagine a hot spot shifting Wifi from one spot to another)

KITT-E technecally is just a host, so if the TARDIS gets too upset or broken, KITT-E will simply collapse. Syliva thinks she's creepy because "It's like a ghost possessing a toy"

So far KITT-E has pawed at doors, meowed for attention, followed 14 around, meowed to be let outside, has been scolded for hissing at the Master several times (she still remembers what he did to her), and sometimes you can see her staring at the bugs in the garden.

The more information the TARDIS gets, the more the cat can do. She also likes to curl up with Sylvia, checks on Rose, follows Shaun around curiously, paws at Donna for attention, and "naps" with Wilf. Which is bassically when she purrs, so he's happy with the vibration and sound setting and goes into battery saver mode. Wilf thinks that KITT-E is absolutely the most impressive thing ever and constantly praises the Doctor for making such gagets. Wilf doesn't call her KITT-E though and will call her TARDIS.

"Here kitty.. TARDIS do you want some of my fish?"

"She can't eat dad."

"Oh. Right. Poor TARDIS. No fish for her huh? Why not?"

"Because.. She dosnt have a stomach? Or a digestive system? She doesn't even have a throat to swallow. Theres just wires and gears dad."

"Oh thats so clever. You're so clever boy."

"Really? Heh.. well...it wasnt that hard."

"Oh I mean it. Shes brilliant. TARDIS do you want to come nap with me?"

"Meow?"

Wilf just bends down to look her in the eyes like,

"A nap. With me? Would you like that?"

"Heheh, you don't have to talk slowly, dad she can understand you (oh my hearts)"

[spacehostilityy]

NNT Rewatch s2ep7-12 !!

(Still from my drafts! Just moved back to college yesterday and today and classes start tomorrow. Wish me luck! My schedule sucks this year so I'll need it lol)

man this is flying by!! but lucky me, the druids’ holy land arc is one of my favorites

King learning throughout this season that not only does he need the other Sins, but they need and love him is so sweet. I just love the character development they all go thru this season

draw him like one of your french girls ~~

I love that Matrona has purple eyes like Diane, the small details really make it

I actually NEED to know what Monspeet and Meliodas’s relationship was prior to his betrayal. “I can’t believe HE’S the one who sensed us” ?? Whats that about🤨 also zeldris and monspeet seem to have been in good terms, like were they all friends?

I don’t know how its possible, but Monspeet’s voice is even hotter in spanish

I love that despite galand not being able to lie, they still don’t believe his stories lol

KAJSDKWUDFL I forgot how shocked i was with the reveal that Merlin stole Mel’s power i just love the druid training arc sm

theyre so silly i love them

do we know why jenna and zaneri don’t have wings? are they just hidden with magic or something??

okie so apparently they’re just inhabiting human bodies and their real bodies had wings. found this on the wiki, do we know where the info comes from?

WAIT do jenna and zaneri know elizabeth?? Like KNOW her?

HAHAHA this part always destroys me

ngl the best thing seven deadly sins as an narrative does is portray the intense agony and trauma from mel and ellie’s curses

anyway... the fact that Meliodas and Zaratras were of equal rank when they met is kinda funny

the absolute horror on meliodas’s face when he hears liz is just PERFECT

liz is so slay she’s everything i want elizabeth liones to be

King: uhh hey jenna...🥺 what are you planning to have us do in there😓

Jenna: isnt it obvious??? 🤨 rigorous training 😤😤

the way they cut btwn scenes of meliodas abt to lose it and him and liz being happy is just so well done

I love that they were trying to get Meliodas to abandon his emotions to keep his rage in check and then when he actually has no emotions we find out that he’s straight up evil and much, MUCH worse than before lol

the tears pooling on their insanely pointy chins always gets me lol. but also mel just violently sobbing and then suddenly being fine. Mans has serious issues with repression that can def be drawn to his daddy issues

BAN/ZHIVAGO ARC😭😭😭 a few observations: Ban is very clearly influenced by Zhivago’s style, like the clothes are so similar, the fact that they sent Ban to Aberdeen prison and his favorite is Aberdeen ale makes me think he associates it with his dad, Zhivago was hot, Ban mirrors Zhivago’s words to him to Elaine, Zhivago tells Ban to never trust humans and the only humans he ends up trusting are Escanor and Jericho, zhivago has lived in misery about the deaths of his children for almost 40 years :(

idk why this is one of my fave arcs it’s literally just angst lol

gil and howzer as boyfriends. Discuss.

seeing gowther fight hand to hand is actually pretty cool, i had assumed he was weak like king but he can hold his own

how did king not clue in when galand literally opened with “Meliodas its been such a long time” like BABE CMON

BAN TELLING JERICHO SHE’S HIS WALLET 😭😭

meliodas just mocking king for his lack of wings is always funny. nothing like a dick joke to make you feel better after Zhivago’s death

I HAVE to do a meliodas self hatred/relationship to being a demon post, i have so many thots

I LOVE WHEN HE GOES TO SEE THE 10 COMMANDMENTS HES SO BADASS

monspeet shielding Derieri from the rocks with his cape🥺

melascula is so sassy i love her

estarossa is my deranged babygirl i love him. that fucking freak

I JUST KNOW TAIZOO AND THAT LITTLE TWINK ARE FUCKING

taizoo is a bottom.

meliodas somehow has 15 year old rizz. like the fucking blond boys.

(not so) fun fact: Elaine is my mom’s name so its a little weird

nakaba’s size kind seriously needs to be studied

ESCANORRRRRR

okie doke that’s it join us next time !!

[oupydogcity]

Um fandom is hades the game hades

hi babygirl

blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most) - meg ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ i like her

scrunkly (my "baby*, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped) - HYPNOS MY SILLY GUYYYY THE GIGGLE SHAPED LIKE A BOY

scrimblo bimblo (underrated/ underappreciated fave) - alecto i loveeeee her her teeth are pointy and she is silly to me

glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and Iwon't shut up about it for a week) - the shade #theshade

poor little meow meow ("problematic"/ unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave) - asterius is a poor meow meow if you really think about it

horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason) - thanatos is quite tormentable. whats wrong w him. like why did they just make him tsundere.

eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell) - zag because hes bisexual which is cringe to me also because you (mason) like him more than me and im yandere

[beautifullilacsky]

Babygirl. We have come so far.

Today, your thoughts turned around to the past. They shook hands with the way we used to treat ourselves. It started off on a note I'd never expect it to start off of, though; look at that picture of me, the one in the natural pool in Madeira. The first time I looked at it, I was truly surprised and shooketh. "Damn, I look thin", as to which niklas said that that's how I always look, I am, in fact, thin. I didn't count, but I think I asked him at least 3 times. "Do I truly look like this?" He did say that the angle might be making me look extra thin, but yes. Suddenly, it all clicked. How to him, I can seem so fragile. So fragile that he'd always let me walk first on hikes to make sure the pace is okay, always carrying the backpack himself. The way he is scared of hurting me, like, physically. The picture looks like a tiny, thin, and fragile girl. Yeah tbh, she also doesn't look particularly strong. You can see her collarbones. Her ribs. Her shoulders. Tbh, she also looks a bit like a petshop. I do think the gopro did something with the angle there, u can't tell me my head is out of proportion to my tiny body, lol. My point is. Today, I was doubting whether or not I should eat those cookies. After thinking if it'd make me thick, I remembered. I am v thin, more weight wouldn't be so bad.

I never expected to truly feel skinny. Or well, 'too skinny', at least. To think I could gain some weight; it wouldn't be a problem. That is very new to me. After 25 years. Some of those years being spend hating my body and my belly and feeling overweight, even if my teacher even told me that being underweight is dangerous, her eyes seemingly insinuating the obvious.

Yet here I am. This one picture. And tbh, the other pics or videos of this vacation, don't have the same vibe. So I do think it's the angle. And maybe a bit of a fishbowl effect. Either way. It got me thinking. And suddenly I was thinking of it again: boobs. I am also reading 'the 7 husband's of Evelyn Hugo', who seduced men with her big boobs. Somehow, booby enlargement came to my mind again. Why? It's been so long. I have learned to love my boobs, yet this blast of the past came into my head. Actually,.. it is just a thought. It is actually nice. A reminder of where we came from.

How I hated my body in the past. And here I am. Loving every single part of it. Frankly, I love my boobs the way they are. Sure, they might not be super big, but I don't need to hold them when I run or sprint down the stairs. Sure, they are soft in the middle instead of pointy, but I think it's fascinating how certain temperatures, moods and touches can change that. Sure, they don't touch, but at least it also won't create a hot brew in there or trap my clothes inbetween or underneath my boobs. Honestly, they are truly perfect. (Even the little pimple on there right now. Even though I am a bit scared; is it truly a pimple? It should be, it behaves like one for sure.) I can cup one into my hand; it is a perfect fit. As if they were made to be held so gently and smoothly. So filled with love. So, ... true. My hand can touch all of its beautiful creases. They don't overflow my hands, nor do I need to search to find them. Sure, some might have bigger boobs, but not everyone likes that. Some people get attention just because of it. I am truly happy to be able to say that a lot of people just like me for my personality. The looks are for sure also there, but at least my boobs don't get eye-fucked or objectified. I am myself. Perfect the way I am. And I am grateful to be this exact way. I think my boobs are adorable, they are cute, and truly. Truly beautiful. Thanks boobs, for being w me always. And I'm sorry that I didn't see the beauty of you guys for a part of my life. I am happy that I do now, since a while. Love u, boobies. Lol.

Anyhow. I wish to send myself love letters. See this is a loveletter to one of the bodyparts which I was insecure about in the past. Let me show them some true love, which is exactly what they deserve.

[mogamifucker666]

sketchy

some Zoldyck family thoughts/headcanons:

i wish Kikyo (mom) was more interesting.. i feel like she’s a minor character i would latch on to and develop more. i imagine her influencing the boys to be open to feminine presentation because she doesn’t have any children she considers a daughter but still.. wants that? so she plays around with feminine appearances on the boys and thereby opens them up to femininity/gnc appearances. 

and, like, yes, Alluka, and babygirl i love you and i am sorry about your oddly unwoke family, but that’s the thing. Kalluto presents femininely (and might also be trans but by all accounts he is crossdressing as far as i can tell? love that for him) and this is feminine presentation is supported by Kikyo and everyone else, and Alluka is allowed to present how she wants. So not conforming to masculine appearances is obviously okay but everyone (except Killua) can’t get on board with Alluka’s gender identity. funky. oddly fresh. i’m intrigued.

Killua is the only one i could see being like “no mom, do not put me in a dress or braid my hair.”

anyway

i hate Silva’s shitty pointy grease bangs. why, when he has that beautiful lion’s mane? i can’t stand for it.

Milluki and Illumi have their mother’s eyes. 

most of the kids have her nose but Illumi has Silva’s angular nose.... thank u

additionally if you don’t draw Illumi with the scary eyes i cannot fucking relate..... i hate it so much... you cowards..

i do not know how to draw children but i am doing my best

i would like to thank the Zoldyck family for their random spicy outfit changes throughout the series

thank You for coming to my Zoldyck family ted talk

[ofdusk]

Oh goddess, she’s fine.

Yeah, Dagr knows she’s probably supposed to stick with Kana — he is her partner, and he’s so small that if Dagr were to take her eyes off him for a minute she’s sure she’d lose him in an instant. But she can’t help it! The ball is absolutely jam-packed with gorgeous ladies dressed to the nines … who could blame Dagr for letting her eyes wander! She’s going to be queen, soon, and even though she never approved of Nótt’s boy-crazy behavior, she had to admit that maybe her sister’s direct approach is the way to go.

She sidles up to a particularly beautiful silver haired maiden. Red eyes, pointy ears — Dagr is completely wooed by her unique visual. Her build is lithe, quick … she’s definitely strong in her own right, too. The flowing, white dress she’s wearing perfectly brings out her figure. Seriously, Dagr could not let this opportunity pass her by!

“Heyyyy, babygirl.” Dagr grins, leaning against a nearby column. She crosses her arms, making sure to really flex her biceps. “Seems like a shame that total babe like you’s here all on your own. Say, why don’t we exchange stamps … and then we can exchange something more, later?” For good measure, Dagr winks.

Corrin had only slipped away from her husband for a moment, really. She's not even sure who turned away first or why, just that one moment he had been there and the next, well.

She is face to face with a woman so tall that she's practically staring at the ceiling to meet her eye.

"Hello!" What a... peculiar greeting. Corrin's head tilts just a little, betraying that intrigue. Crimson eyes wander over the stranger's appearance, curious, not all too interested in the way she flexes.

"...on my own?" her brows furrow as she echoes the words back, and there's a good beat of silence filled with nothing but Corrin's puzzled expression before it dawns on her.

She is getting hit on.

A laugh escapes her, and a hand is brought to her mouth in an effort to contain it. "I would be happy to exchange stamps," there are still traces of that laughter in her tone as she says it, eyes warm as they meet the other's gaze once more.

Her hand raises, displaying her little ring and the letters engraved upon it.

"My name is Corrin, I don't believe we have met."

[mirror-juliet]

Grains Of Rice 18+

Jongho X reader 

Word count - 2.k+ Requested by @songsoomin​

Tagging: @lustjoong​ for helping me come up with the plot for this. it really helped bub @vocalyunho​ because i love you and you are a constant inspiration. 

Warnings:Bdsm play, Pain play (Is it even one of my fics if there isn't any?) Punishment for being a brat, reader is a major brat, Jongho is a hard dom (Do i know how to write anything else? Yes, but i'll do it another day) Pet names like doll, baby girl, i have no rythm to this. Jongho hits reader with his belt, degrading, talking back, wax play, restraints, use of bsdm toys, best friend San, jealous Jongho .*********

"Four hundred grains of rice on the floor! Four hundred grains of rice! Pick one up, drop in the cup-Three hundred and ninety nine grains of rice on the floor!" This was your punishment for back talking to Jongho all day, you did everything in your power to drive him on edge all day long. So he dragged you to the bedroom and made you sit knee-first on the hardwood. He pulled out the bag of five hundred grains of rice he made you count out, (Another old punishment) and now you're plucking them up one at a time with chopsticks and dropping them in a cup.

Unlike his train of thought, you once again managed to make your punishment, his punishment. You try to keep yourself from laughing at his annoyed form on the bed, his arms resting on his knees and his hands in his hair as he tried his best to not smack your ass here and now.

"Three hundred and ninety-" "STOP!" Jongho stands up, dragging you up from your spot. "Why couldn't you just count them like a good girl?" He disappears inside the closet for a moment, coming back with a bearing mat. "Go on, kneel on it. And the next time you sing that damn song, well, you're gonna regret it."

You give a Cheshire smirk, cringing as you press into the pointy mat. And you take a deep breath. "Don't you dare." "Oh? Why not?" He's getting angrier, holding his hands on his hips, tapping his belt to warn you. But what fun are punishments if you can't do them with Jongho? It's not like you have much to loose and everything to gain.

"Three hundred and ninety seven grains on the floor!" You're pressed down onto your hands as well, yelping at the rough sensation. "Jongho!~"

'THWAP' "Ouchie!" Jongho whips his belt across your ass, letting the metal of it shut you up. "Stop being so mean!" 'THWAP' While he brings his arm back onto you a few times, you do something daring, even for you. Not only do you break a rule-You run off the mat and to the bed. Jongho stops everything immediately. Yes, you have safe-words, but anything can go wrong, and that's what he thinks happen gauged by the look on his face

"Are you okay?" He's full of worry now, putting your face in his hands. "Yes i'm okay HoHo. Don't worry." Your lips press a soft kiss to his nose, before you forcefully push him off the bed. The force of it almost knocks him over. "What do you think you're doing baby?" Jongho snaps his fingers and points to the mat. "Get back over here and finish your punishment."

"Nu uh."

He cocks his eyebrow while stalking over to the bed, grabbing you by your hair. "Are you aware of what you're doing?" Jongho sighs heavily as you nod your head, pushing his arms off of you. "Why couldn't you just be a good girl?" You grab his wrist hard as he tries to grab at you again.

"Make it hurt baby." Jongho's cock visibly hardens in his pants, god he could never resist hurting you when you're like this. With consent, for sure. He crawls onto the bed, forcing you backwards until he has you shoved against the headboard.

"Babygirl, i would obliterate your pussy and you know it." He presses his forehead to yours. "Then why don't you?" And that's his snapping point. He yanks you onto your back by your hair, your head now at the end of the bed while he rests his knees on your thighs.

"This is what you call obliterating my pussy? More like bruising my thighs you fiend." You smirk at his pissed off face, whining when he puts more pressure on your legs to get off. "Don't move." Jongho goes into one of his dresser drawers, pulling out a blindfold. He ties it around your eyes and pulls out the restrains attached to the bed. The soft material hugging your wrists and ankles. It's gonna be a good day if he uses restraints. For him anyways.

Your breathing becomes uneven as you lay in excited silence. What would he decide to do to you? Would he flog you until you're purple, choke you until you're nearly crying from lack of oxygen? Who knows. Your thoughts are cut short when you feel hot wax poured on your exposed tummy.

"A-ah that burns Jongho" You hiss out, grabbing onto the restraints as more wax is poured onto you. "Not my problem." He says with a bored tone, but he does lift the candle up higher. Jongho watches as the red wax puddles on your stomach, how you suck in before the droplets fall. How your chest heaves when the wax actually hits, your breath warm against your lips, he just knows it. He wonders how it would look...

"Jongho!" You gasp out as the wax drips onto your breasts, just barley on your nipple but oh so close. Your pussy clenches every time he gets closer to them, not wanting him to actually drip it on them but the thought of it happening. And the slight euphoric pain it would give you. Oh, it's almost to much for you to handle and you think about begging him to just fuck you until you can't walk. You want him to hurt you in ways that would leave him kissing bruises in the morning. You also want to out-wait him, to see who'll give up their teasing and fuck the other, and that is much stronger than the need in between your legs.

After the candle runs out with your chest and stomach, even parts of your neck, you still act like the damned brat you are; smirking once again. "Is that all you have?" You ask after five minutes of laying on the bed, only hearing the breathing of each other. Jongho only grunts out, dipping his weight off the bed. He comes back shortly to straddle you  again, rubbing over your breasts. The wax comes off in satisfying chunks as he puts pressure on them. Once they're clean of most of the wax he bends down to press feather-like kisses to your nipples. You let out soft moans, feeling his lips like you molded them yourself because of the blindfold.

Jongho takes the restraints off of your ankles and helps you sit up on your knees. Then he takes another set of restraints at the head of the bed and places them around your ankles, trapping you on your knees this time. "What are you doing now?" In the very exposing position he rummages around in the closet? Metal clanking on metal until what seems like forever he comes back to you, behind you. He reaches in front of you to rub his hands everywhere over your front, except the place you want him most, below the waist. His nose nuzzles just behind your ear, taking in the sweet scent of your hair. "I couldn't have you running way while i grabbed your favorite play toys." Your heart beats faster and faster in anticipation for what he  grabbed out, because there are a lot of toys of his that you do not like. With the cold feeling of metal on your ankles your heart sinks, because this is your most hated combination. The spreader bar and Clover clamps. Jongho loves spreading you in this position, watching you as you squirm underneath his gaze. The way Jongho see's it, he's being generous tonight because he isn't making you keep eye contact with him. He's being very Generous. Because normally he would have you look into his eyes while he got himself off or decided to ruin your lower half.

You have to bite your lip to suppress the whine about to leave you because, holy shit the clover clamps hurt. Of course you had to go and get yourself a sadist boyfriend who loved nothing more than to see you bruised and red, all for him. And only him. Because that's what got you into this whole mess wasn't it?

"Sanie! I want the lama plushie, will you win it for me?!" You all but got on your knee's to beg, the man in question having tagged along with you and Jongho to the carnival; and is now standing with you in front of the bottle ring toss. Jongho had left you to get some cotton candy to your request, and you saw this as a perfect opportunity to make the most use of the man who butted in on your date. If you can't shake em' use em', Right? Either way, your small whines and puppy dog face has San now twenty dollars short for a lama he could buy you for less in hot-topic. But you wanted the rainbow cotton candy colored one, and this is his second time paying the booth runner for three little rings. And if it were any other circumstance he would probably say a prominent 'Fuck no' to anyone else, but this is his best friend he's playing for.

People could assume his butting in was a jealous spur caused by a horrible love triangle between childhood best friends and her boyfriend. But he was just your best friend who wanted to do everything with you. And that included being with you on dates, as annoying as it was; but who are you to resist him and his puppy eyes. By the time Jongho comes back with your stick of sugar, San just barley gets the ring over one of the bottles, a squeal leaving his and your mouth. The both of you jump around in excitement because the runner is handing you the large lama the size of your torso and San has finally won his first ever carnival game.

Jongho doesn't mind San coming to your little outings every once in a while, and he doesn't really mind the platonic cuddling. He knows how close you and San were from such a young age, San was your number one in life. He felt like he had no right to step in the middle of your friendship, because that's all it is, a friendship. Admittedly every once in a while he lets his jealousy get the better of him, it used to be worse when you first started dating. It wasn't until your father sat down with Jongho and told him simply. "San is gonna be in her wedding with you in it or not, so i wouldn't try to fight that loosing battle, son." That Jongho learned to deal with San. He would rather have both of you annoying brat's than a day without you. But once again, his jealousy gets the better of him sometimes. Because once you leave a kiss on San's cheek a little too close to his lips, Jongho's jaw tightens. He shouldn't be upset because you and San give each other little pecks all the time. So now shouldn't be any different. But it is, he see's the way you lingered on him for longer than usual, your hand caressing his arm ever so slightly. Jongho also knows that the last thing you would do is cheat on somebody, so he comes to the conclusion that you're doing this on purpose. To get a rise out of your cuddly teddy bear.

So here you are now, tied up and pinched while your boyfriend eye-fucks you and you aren't allowed to touch or watch. "Ah ah." Jongho clicks his tongue as you try to lean into him. "Don't move or you'll get hurt doll."

"Ouch!" A sting from the smooth of a wood paddle hits your stomach, not too harsh. "J-jongho?" He hums while listening, rubbing over the red mark on your tummy. "Can you hit me other places too?" You avoid saying specific body parts, surprisingly still shy to the idea of bdsm.

"Where baby." Jongho smiles ear to ear, you fucking know it. He absolutely loves making you red in the face. "Not here." His hand sits heavy on your stomach before moving to your crotch. "Here?" You shake your head.

"Here?" Your shoulders, another firm no.

"Then where do you want it to hurt baby?" Jongho chuckles and holds onto your waist, enjoying the soft flesh. He settles for watching you struggle instead of grinding his problem on you. You let out a sound between a groan and a whine, he grabs your face in both his hands. "Tell me what you want, darling." His voice is now laced in velvet, his breath getting heavier on you. "Tell me exactly what you want." Jongho licks a strip up the side of your face, stopping at the blindfold to get under it with his tongue and then pull away.

"I-i want you to hit my..." The last part came out as a whisper that you mentally punch yourself for. "What was that?"

"I want you to hit my ass with the paddle!" You shout this time so that there would be no misunderstanding to what you need.

"See, was that so hard?" Jongho balances you as he hits you with the paddle, nearly Knocking you over the first time. "Now count."

(A/n: Yea i know it cut off at the juicy part but i'm still trying to work myself up to writing nsfw Jongho content. I plan to do more in the future, but this was to just dip my toes in the water. I'm mainly just nervous as to the backlash people get writing about Jongho. But i do hope you really do like this. It took me a while to get inspiration for this one, but then i looked back at all my idea's for Jongho; they all seem to have a running theme of him being a dungeon master so maybe i'll do a pornstar Au sometime with him lol. Anywho make sure to like and reblog pretty please, it boosts my serotonin.

(Please note that in actual wax play in real life; you always apply lotion before dripping wax on a person and drip from up high! This is to avoid injury!")

[loopeyfluff]

OMGGG WAFHSDUHGFHSUDGUHSDHUG IM SO HAPPY TO SEE THIS COMIC OUT IN THE OPEN AHHAWEHRFAEGHUSDGH OMFGHGUHSDUH!!!!

FIRST OF ALL!!!! THE SCREEN TONES LOOK SO LOVELY??? I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THE SHADING JOB YOUVE DONE!!! I thinnk you captured the amber??? the display casse for the beetle so so cooly! Like even the lil cube of nothing has such a neato texture next to it >:O LMAO I love how sabo just absolutely SWIPES the beetle from underneath ace XD the way the WOAH bubble obscures his hand is a nice touch ahahahha

AHHH I THINK THIS LOOKS SO NEAT!!! WHAT A CLEVER USE OF SCREEN TONE!!!

Sabos expression is also really darling here ; u ;!!! he looks so babygirl im gonna strangle someone.

ik u alrdy showed us this BUT THE EFFECT HAS NOT WEAKENED SINCE I LAST SAW HIM. HES TOO CUTIE PATOOTIE WIDDLE HUNNY PIE OF MY LIFE IM GONNA HAVE TO SICK THE POLICE ON TO U. START RUNNING

ACES RIZZ IS INSAAANEEE HERE WHATTESHTUSUHETT. HE LOOKS SO GOOD WITH THE BRIGHTLY COLOURED EYES. HIS LIL TEETH. WHAT WATUHSDHUTSHUDT??? pfeotdrt i love ace giving classic exposition npc dialogue rn as his intro this is lowkey hilariuous to me resiusdgodf

oh. ogmhyfgh. stop. this. I TOTALLY FORGOT THIS WAS A REUNION COMIC AND THE ABSOLUTE GOBSMACKED LOOK ON ACES FACE ALSO CAUGHT ME COMPLETELY OFF GUARD. FOR A MOMENT BOTH ME AND SABO WERE FILLED WITH THE UTMOST CONFUSION AHAHHA

ahhhh i think this whole page is so clever!!! the way you blur the text and have him blurry eye glance at all of sabos key features,,,,, CRAVAT. PIPE. GOGGLES.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BOIL A MAN INTO HIS ESSENTIALS WHY DONT U XDDD we're so lucky sabo never grew out of his cravat and pipe phases pffiretfdt. I think what you've done with the screentones in the bg looks downright GNARLY, it rlly enhances that rushed BUH effect ur going for me thinks! And I think the goggles look soooo god. like the shading looks so crisp and nice, and the pointy lil star on one side and baby sabo on the other is like, maximum big brain stroke of genius, UR INSANE for this, CRACKED, even. BONKERS LITERALLY MAD SCIENTIST JOKER MODE CRAYYYZAYY

(side note to say that i still havent gotten over how friggin cool ace looks in this comic i adore how youve drawn like, ACTUALLY the both of them here, omfg)

I think the perspective here is so cool and funky!!! its a great way to throw us into the action of the conflict by having everything pan out so dramatically like this as well! the person in the bottom left hand corner is so mecore XD

and nooo sabo, u totally shud have stopped,,,, like,,, da beetle,,,, ya kno????

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO THE BEETLEE NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

also lmafosidjiogdf i love how indignant ace was at being called out. how convenient that rando marine called out for the hat guy and they both happen 2 be wearing iconic hats XDD. why not say the PIPE guy, or the CRAVAT guy, cmon random marine y u gotta b so joke convenient ahahah

I love the way ace blasts up to the roof!!! ahhh and the lil stalls at the bottom add sm dang dimension to the whole thing!!! You're giving a real good sense of 3 dimension with this comic so far im suuuuper digging it omfg

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS WHARFHESDHUGTUDSGHUDSFGU WAHHHHHUAWHUTFDSHUGHUSGUHERG ALL MY MEMORIES OF THE SKETCHES R BEING TRIGGERED RN!!!!!! WAHHH THIS IS SOOO GOOOD WAHH IM GOING CRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAYYZAYFY&ASY&FSDG BARK BARK BARK BAREJTFRSDTGUIASSE TAHHUAHUTHUS HES SO HAPPY TO SEE HIM HE CONNECTED ALL THE CLUES AHHHEFHUSH AHHHA HUAHURFHISDTHUG HES ABSOLUTELY POUNCING HIM AND SABOS SCREECHING LIKE A WET CAT AFDSTHSDHUTG

IS THIS NOT A WET SOPPY CAT. TELL ME IM WRONG

ah man. this page is so sick. i remember thinking this page was sick months ago but i really love how youve touched it up!!! The way youve faded between the first and second panel is really cool, and the perspective looks INSANELY INSANEEELY good in the second panel. gahhh omg, is that doggie down there ; u ;??? DOGGGIEEE WAHHH SO CUTTEEE. wait. wait. do i recognise that freak? wait. holy shit.... its doombringer

GUYS I KNOW WHERE DOOMBRINGER IS FROM NOW AUETUSERGSDGUSGED AHHAHAHHAHA BEST PLOT TWIST OF THE DAY XDDD

and now we have a hot second for me to just absolute go buckwild at how gud uve drawn teen sabos fit. WAHTRFASETGAWSETGUSDTGS DG AWE hfasgds TAHHHH HE LOOKS SO GIOOIOISAF MY HANDSOME BABY BOYY AHRHUSADHUG HES SOOO HANDSOMEE WHUAHRFAHSUEFGHUSDHUGHUSAGFES

oughe....... he... looks so... sad :(((((((((((

whery uve absolutely outdone urself here. the glass shattering effect is SO gnarly. and oueghh the dimension on their faces is phenomenal. they look breathtaking. ashgh you did so good here give urself a pat on the back

IM GONNA END IT ALL U CANT DO THIS T O T!!!! this may be inappropriate timing but i rlly like how uve drawn aces tiddies here!!! and just all the curves of his torso, it looks vry satisfying n dimensional to me OuO!!! anyways im absolutely devastated and the way his lil speech bubble line droops is killing me. and the way he goes to politeness, like hes, referring to a stranger, and not his brother, like, its killing me, its killing him too, i know its killing him. END ME!!!!!!!!!!!

NOOOOOOOOOOOO SABO LOOKS SOOO HEARTBROKEN HERE WRHATFGHUSDUGHSUHDFGHUSD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HE KNOWS SOMETHING IS WRONG. ACE ISNT SUPPOSED TO BE COURTEOUS TO HIM. AND HE DESPERATELY DOESNT WANT ACE TO GO AWAY BUT HE DOESNT KNOW WHY HE FEELS THIS WAY. WHY IS THE SHADING GOING SO HARD IN THIS SCENE WTFFF ITS OVVERRR FORR MEEE WAHTGFSHUDGHSDFG.

WHUAUFGUDSGUSDG I WAS SOOO HAPPY HERE TOO WARASFHUDSUH!!! BUT GODDD THE USE OF THE STRIKING RED HERE IS SOOO EFFECTIVE!!! I ABSOLUTELY ADORE WHAT YOUVE DONE WITH SABOS GOGGLES IN THIS COMIC, THEY LOOK SOOO FUNKY OMFG ITS SO GOOD. THE RED WITH THE SPIKE ON THE LEFT LOOKS SO METAL I CANT EVEN PUT INTO WORDS HOW GOOD THE EFFECT IS!!! AND THE FACT THE SABOS SCAR IS ALSO BRIGHT RED??? THE SYMBOLISM HAS 8 CASUALITIES DEAD IN A DITCH AND ONE OF THEM IS ME

THIS IS SO GOOOD NOOOOOOOOO WAHUFHUDSGHISUHGDSUFGUDSG!!! I LOVE HOW EVERYTHING IS CURVING INTO HIM THIS IS SUCH A COOL ASS DOUBLE SPREAD!!!!! the to be continued actually has me heartbroken tho NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWAUHFUHDSUGSDUGSFDUH. this is such an expressive pose that sabo has too! so much energy and flow is being pulled into him, it creates such a sick effect!!!

AMAZING JOPB WHERY UR SO CRACKED FOR PULLING ALL OF THIS FOR UR BDAY!!! IM EXCITED FOR THE NEXT PARTT WAHHH THANKU FOR UR SERVICE!!!

Beetle Brothers Comic

Chapter 1

WOW!!!! this took a long-ass time, literally ive been working on it on and off for over a year now, and i have a lot more for it, but i wanted to post this on my biiirthdayyyy!!! Eveyone has to wish me a happy birthday or else im not making the upcoming chapters~

i dont know when im gonna get the rest of it posted, but this comic is the main reason why a couple wittb hiatuses happened lol

I'm gonna work on the next part of this little by little so that my attention is focused on wittb for now. i prob couldve gotten more of this done if i hadn't went on vaca but whhhatevaaa~ (or if i didnt have to work but i dont have control over that) besides, I'm sure if i had used that full time draw it, my hand would be attatched to my wrist with duct tape, a dream and a prayer. Even with what i have now, it look me about 51 hours to complete, crasy.

Most of the time I spent working on this went to figuring out angles of hats, pipes, background, and face angles. Bashing my head against a wall over those.

I'm takin it easy now however! i am bummed that i didn't get to The Goods in this post though.

[peridoch]

INSTINCT - Dabi X Reader (NSFW)

Shout out to all my Dabi fucker fellows!

This fic was inspired by one of my favorite pieces from @kazooli the Aphrodisiac scenario with Shiggy (here), and the headcanon about Dabi being a tease tease tease mean bastard UwU

The moment I read it I thought "what if it was Dabi" and then this fic was born /o/ Hope y'all enjoy it!

Plz be gentle I've never wrote anything before, let alone in english, so there's that. But I'm glad I did it. Share my thirst, if you may.

Words: 2.189

"I screwed up" 

Your heart pumped blood into your head in slow, painful bumps.

"What do we have here -" the criminal steps into a strip of light, revealing a wicked grin before fading into darkness again. You can smell him as he gets closer. He stinks of blood and body fluids. As your eyes adjust to the light, you can see the kind of alley you ran into. Dead end, shit.

"Looks like I got lucky" 

He says, anticipating his prey. You immediately try to run, but you feel an irrational fear growing in your gut. Your heart is racing, your limbs won't move, what the hell? Adrenaline spreads down your veins when you think of the mission.

“Easy now, cupcake". The man walks towards you. "Useless to fight it”.

Your eyes widen up in disgust as his hands reach to your shirt

"Uuh, buttons... Bonus round... Ever met a Puppet Master before, dear?" He takes your silence for an answer and goes on, savoring the moment. You sense he's done this countless times before.

"That's right, I command your instinct... The second you got a sniff of my scent your body knew who's the predator.. and who's the scared.." he rips off a button “..little..” he pulls out the last one “..rabbit.” 

Your boiling rage makes you regain some control. Who this scumbag thinks he is? Even though you can't use your quirk you manage to punch his nose and get away, leaving his face a bloody mess.

"A FIGHTER huh?! GOOD, I like that!! Show me MORE of it! It's been a while since I met some... Resistance."

You feel your anger fade down, along with all your will to fight and run.. almost as if.. you had no self preservation instinct. "Shit, this fucker's messing with my head" 

"HOW ABOUT THAT? Hahahahaha! Wait until you beg for me to fuck you"

As he closed his mouth, a wave of heat ran through your core, leaving you staggeringly weak. Dang, you could swear it only gets this hot around-

Blue fire blows up the nearest wall finishing your thought for you; as well as revealing your shirtless, useless partner

"That was about time you came" You burst out angrily at Dabi. He's a sight to see though, casting blue fire upon your assaulter, and you enjoy watching him scream and burn. 

"This was the last of them" He mutters before acknowledging you. "So how was your end of the.. hey-" Dabi darts your way, noticing your tattered state.

"I'm okay" You try to stand but your body is crazy sensitive and you cringe, bothered by even the scrape of your clothes. He rolls his eyes.

 "I don't have time for this" before you can even gasp, the bag with the goods from the mission is on the ground and his arm is locked around your waist.

"WAIT DON'T -" You protest vainly while he lifts your knees, pressing you against his chest. It's no good, not in your current state.

"Don't you have a shirt?"

"You're one to talk" He mocks, blatantly staring at your lace bra.

"Don't forget the bag" You say, more an attempt to escape those eyes than anything mission related. 

The strain of the quirk on your body soon hits an unbearable peak. You're dead quiet in his arms, hoping he won't notice you're hot and bothered... But he smells so good you're starting to lose your shit. The scent of a man with spicy soft notes of cologne, cigarettes and smoke makes your head spin. You strive to keep your thoughts in check, but Dabi feels your discomfort. 

"Hell, I forgot to check again. You knew who was that last guy I charred up there?" This is his idea of small talk, but it'll do

"He called himself a... Puppet master or somethin' -" You say, plainly. But Dabi laughs. A wicked laugh, that sends shivers through your body.

"Wasn't he that serial rapist the news been nuts about?" He asks in a playful tone. You heard the news, but you stay silent.

"Word's out he called the cops himself every time, just to find the victims still trembling, sayin’ it was the fuck of their lives HAHAHA Guy knew his stuff" 

At his point he's clearly just messing with you, but you know better than to let him notice it's working.

"So did he use it?"

 Your heart skip a beat.

"Sorry I killed the guy before you got lucky-"

"Shut up" 

He always loved your honest reactions. He was just fishing, but the obvious blush on your face and how pointy your nipples were through your bra... He knew he wasn't seeing things.

Knowing that you were horny in his arms for the last half-hour is enough to arouse him out of his mind. From what he heard of that quirk, you must have been dying to do it this whole time.. Hell, you must be dying to do it right now. He feels his pulsing cock twist uncomfortably inside his pants. 

"You know.. I can make you feel real good" he says in a deep voice, stopping his pace.

"Don't". You know he can. You're painfully aware of it. Why did it had to happen just when you were building some respect with the League? And of all people why him? Whom you had more than a light crush on. No, not like this. Not because of some stupid quirk, that you were stupid enough to get caught in. No.

Dabi leans you down against a wall. Few people pass on the side street of the building but he doesn't mind them. He slides a hand on your waist, feeling up your soft skin. The little frown of pleasure you do is enough to make him flip, and your next breath is taken on his lips.

You feel him press so hard against you, your naked stomach on his hot abs while he kiss you with tongue, rough and thirsty, biting your lips like caramels.

He stops all of sudden, hovering over you, like he's having an inner argument. 

"I don't want you saying I took advantage of your... state… whatever"

You never heard him sound so conflicted before. Despite the shadow spot you’re in, his eyes are piercing through yours, bright and fiery, like he needs something. He looks downright intimidating, but your aching loins speak louder. You can't wrap your mind around letting go of his mouth.

"I won't..." you say in agony.

"I'm not convinced" he toys with you, but you feel his urge. You lean on him and bite his neck, tasting his charred skin, and the little groan he let out wipes your head blank. 

"Please" you whisper, licking his earlobe "Please Dabi" 

A heartbeat, and you’re swept off your feet and thrown over his shoulder like one big horny package.

"What? What you’re doing! Dabi!" You cry out in frustration while he takes you past the backstreet to the front of the building, ignoring your kicks.

"Put me DOWN!" You can't believe he'll reject you like this. He blows the lock in the entrance and burns the security cameras.

"Are you INSANE we're gonna get caught!" He takes the stairway, letting an exasperated sigh escape his lips

"Babe I don't mind doing you on the street, wanna go back?" He sounds hella serious, so you stop whining. Another melted door lock later, he throws your limp body on the floor of an empty apartment. 

There’s no furniture, no bed, only Dabi, standing on top of you.

“Tell me what you want” he says in a menacing voice.

Why's he making it so hard? Getting on your knees instead you unbelt his pants with shaky fingers. You hope he gets how bad you really want it. When you eagerly take his cock on your mouth, moving your tongue around it like you don’t wanna miss a drop of his taste, like you’re damn hungry for it, Dabi is frankly startled. You've always been quite the shy one, you had no business being so good with your mo-outh. The abrupt wave of pleasure that crawls his spine makes his knees falter, a moan scaping his lips before he can bite 'em shut.

You’re so proud of yourself. You look up to him expecting to be called a good girl, but instead he looks angrily at you. He didn’t like to lose control, not one bit.

Moreover, he'd waited enough to savor your vulnerable little body. 

There’s no hurry on his mouth when he bends down to assault your neck with wet, lecherous bites. You gasp, taken by every flick of his tongue. You barely notice your bra being literally ripped out of you.

“Hey I liked that one” you complain weakly.

“I liked it too” he smirks, moving down to your breast “You know what you did to me back there, babygirl? Huh?”

He sucks your nipple so good you think you’re gonna faint. You can’t manage any more than tortured moans untill, as if he had a merciful side of him, he reaches to your cunt. 'Wet' wouldn’t begin to describe your mess. As your hips move impatiently, two long, knowing fingers explore your entrance to what would be your G spot, if all of your insides weren't feeling like a G spot.

It'll be the end of you if he'd just keep nibbling your nips like he's doing. But he's not done yet. 

"You didn't answer."

"I.. what..?" Your mind is in shreds. You didn't answer what?

"You..." He rolls you over, making you face the floor with your butt high up, his hand so tight on your hips he'll leave finger marks.

“Tell me what you want”.

His dick touch your entrance and you can feel his pulse, he's not as in control as he wants you to believe. He's cruel, and he's heartless, and he's gonna fuck until he's tired of you if you say those words. Maybe even if you don't.

But you reach to your pussy and spread it open around him anyway. You can't tell what self respect feels like anymore.

"I want you to fuck me please...."

Your head is so red with shame, he can see your ears burning, you're the cutest when you beg

"Please Da- Oh"

His throbbing cock can't wait no more. You moan wildly with every thrust of his on your walls, making you helplessly tremble and clench tight around him. 

"Gotta work for what you want, princess" He pulls off and lays by our side, resting on his elbows.

"Ride me". He looks so bossy. Scared as you are, you're still determined to make him feel good, so you readily obey.. But he makes you stop. A small grin’s forming on his mouth, and his eyes are the shiniest you've ever seen them.

"With your ass." He lifts a brown, waitin' for you to yield. Your breathing is weak. He's so much to take. But get to see first hand Dabi's smirk undoing when you do position his dick on your butthole and slowly, trembly, take every inch of his lenght in. 

It's absurd how good you feel from this. You expected it to hurt, but to your overstimulated body it's like a drug.. best stuff ever... you can't help but ride him like a slut. He grabs your waist and rolls up to be on top again, his face stuck in the crotch of your neck to muffle his moans.

"Oh babe, fuck" he can't hold it any longer. He grabs both your wrists and press your fingers against his neck, his expression changing into a lewd trance as he asphyxiates. Slight threads of blue flame run upon his arms as he fucks you to the ground. You don't dare to move a muscle, afraid to get burned.

“You like it don’t you?” his pace is measured, he wants to make sure you feel everything.

“You like getting your ass fucked don’t you? Say it” 

You recognize the growing pleasure tingling through your body, while every low thrust of his rub your clit just the right friction, so nice you can barely take it.

“I do”. His ravaging your sensitive spots is overwhelming

“I like it, Dabi, fuck.... I do”. It feels like burning when you reach the strongest, roughest climax of your life, you could gladly die right there.

He can't bear to see how sweet you came from being fucked in the ass like that.. He groans and tighten up his grip while you feel your insides fill with his burning hot seed. 

...

You for once release his neck and run your fingers through his hair. He falls heavy but you feel so right. He allows himself a moment of warmth, shivering with his face between your boobs, before rolling away to the floor.

The room is filled with the panting sounds of your rough breaths and his own. 

“So....” he breaks the silence “best fuck of your life or...”

“Shut up” you laugh, throwing a teared blouse to his face. 

He rolls over you laughing, his lips right beneath your belly button.

“This time I'll get you on the mood my way” he says, lowering his kisses. You can't believe he wants to start again, but when his tongue meet your swollen clit you know he still can make you cum a few times more. 

“I don't need a quirk to get you begging” he purrs in a low voice. 

He’s right and you know it, and you hate it.

“I thought you didn’t wanna take advantage of me”

“Guess I’m an asshole” 

You let yourself lose all control under his mouth. In the back of your mind, all the red flags are burnt. If being his feels this good, then you wouldn’t mind being his forever. 

[granddaughterogg]

Which one of the Horsemen ate your cake?

It was there when you left in the morning. Tucked carefully in the back of the fridge. A small exercise in pastry perfection, all soft and juicy and crowned with sweet frosting. The thought of it kept you going through the workday. And now it was gone.

“Which one of you gentlemen took my cake?” you asked, storming into the main room. Your beloved Horsemen lazied around on sofas, idle like big sleepy cats, their long limbs splayed all over. You’ve learned quite some time ago that the Four like to conserve their energy - much like predators of the animal kingdom.

Your poignant question did not shake them in the slightest.

“War, did you eat it?” you asked, leaning over the Red Rider’s face. War’s eyelashes fluttered - slowly. Really slowly. Finally, those hazy blue peepers met yours.

“Was it made of meat?...” he asked, his breathy voice still hoarse from sleep and a bit lower than usual. That alone used to be enough to melt your heart. But you’ve sharpened your resolve. “Hell no!”

“Than why would I?..” concluded the Horseman and went back to napping.

Fury chuckled under her breath.

You inhaled sharply and walked over to her sofa.

“Have you taken my cake, Fury? I’m really mad right now.”

She stretched gracefully and shot you a lazy smirk. Fury could be uncannily cat-like if she wanted to.

“If I did, I’d have enough guts to admit it.”

She had a point, damn her. You gnashed your teeth and braced yourself for more shenanigans.

“That leaves just one usual suspect. Strife, you can very well stop pretending that you’re asleep now. I know it was you.”

The gunslinger opened one golden eye - and then closed it again.

“Strife, for fuck’s sake.”

“Babygirl, you break my heart with those assumptions.”

“You ate my cake!”

“Maybe I did. Maybe I didn’t.” Now both of those gleaming golden peepers focused on you; Strife was mocking you openly. In a tender way, as he would. But still.

Your hands balled into fists.

“Next time just tell me that you like it so that I can buy two”, you snarled. “Nothing kills my spirit like coming home to an empty fridge.”

“Ah, but that would take all the suspense out of our family life, now wouldn’t it?”

You sent the pointy-haired one a murderous glare.

“Was it good though?” Strife inquired, the corners of his wide mouth twitching a little. The bastard.

“Yeah. Coconut with raspberry mousse. You should’ve known if you scarfed it down!”

“Maybe Death did”, Strife claimed while rolling over.

You snorted. “Don’t be ridiculous.”

The Pale Rider wasn’t there with the others. Your little investigation found him in the adjacent, smaller kitchen. He was pouring himself some water from the tap.

Now he put the glass away and swiped a finger across his upper lip, cautiously removing the telltale trace of raspberries.

This had to remain a secret. Forever.

[itisannak]

Halloween Night (Calum Hood Smut)

Summary: Calum and (Y/N) sneak off Halsey's Halloween party and head to the motel it all began. And it feels like not a day has passed. (Smut / Unprotected Sex /  Squirting /  Oral;  Female Receiving) (Words: 1.5k) (Part 1: Halloween Night / Part 2: Halloween Night / Part 4: Halloween Night)

(Calum's POV) "I like you begging. But kitten, you are in no place to ask for no teasing." I say, kissing just below her belly button. She moans again, this time frustrated. I trace her clit with my thumb, making her shiver. I slide 2 fingers into her drenched pussy and she bites her lip. "You are too tight. I can barely fit my fingers in you... My cock is going to stretch you out so good..." I tease her. She whimpers in agreement. "Your cock is so big, daddy. I remember last time, I couldn't walk straight for a week..." She teases back and I now feel my boner almost ripping my pants.

Without letting her take a breath, I bury my face between her folds. "Shit, Calum.." She screams, earning a slap on her butt and a bite on her clit. "What did I say? " I ask, stopping everything I am doing. "Sorry, daddy." She whispers, her eyes pleading me to continue. I smirk at her and go back on slurping on her cunt. She is extremely wet and she tastes so good. I knead her thighs as I continue to circle my tongue on her swollen clit. I work my fingers faster inside her, hitting her spot each time, but with not much force, cause I don't want her to cum so quickly; I want her to beg for release, break her to the point that she will let me do whatever I want with her. "That's so fucking good, daddy..." She moans. My hand goes to her breast, starting to play with her pierced nipple. It's already pointy, but even the least attention I pay to it makes her drip even more. I slow down on her clit and remove my fingers from inside her. Her stomach rises and falls as her breaths leave her body, uneven and labored.

"Why the fuck did you slow down? I was so close and now you ruined it..." She says, pissed off. I smirk at her again and slap her ass before I flip her on her stomach. She gets the queue and stands on her hands and knees, her back bent and her ass sticking out towards me. "Good girl..." I praise before I start teasing her entrance with my tip. Her head falls forward on the mattress, her fists balled and pulling on the bedsheet. "What do you think, babygirl? Will my cock fit in your little hole this time? Will it slide in easily? Are you stretched enough for me?" "No, daddy. But please, get your cock inside me.." She begs; she knows the shit I am into; she knows that I can't resist when she begs. "I don't know doll... What if my cock destroys you? What if I stretch you out so much that your little hole gets destroyed for everyone else but me? " I ask, stroking her back. "I don't care, daddy... Please ruin me. I just need your cock." She almost cries. "Who do you belong to? " I ask her, feeling her cunt throb on my dick. "To you. I'll always belong to you, daddy." She says, turning her head to look at me. Her eyes are searching for my reaction. I clench my jaw and thrust into her, my cock ready to burst. Her walls wrap perfectly around me. I thrust out and back in her, making her moan and bite her lip. I grab her hands from her wrists and hold them behind her back. My hips slap on her ass, producing my favorite sound. I pull her backward, her back now on my chest. I pound in her upwards and she releases a scream. "Bravo, kitten. Scream for me..." I whisper in her ear. She moves her head o the side, giving me access to her neck. She is silently asking me to mark her.

I suck on her neck, bite and graze my teeth over the reddish mark to turn it purple and make it more intense, make sure it stays inked on her skin for a long time. "Please, daddy... Play with my clit..." She moans, backing on my cock. I pound in her, mercilessly, hitting on her back wall. Her walls clench around me from the moment my fingers ghost over her numb. I pull the hood of her clit back and flick the head making her spasm. She grinds her ass on my hips and brings her hands to them. Her nails dig into my skin so deep that I am sure that I'll have wounds and bruises tomorrow. She knows my kinks, and she is using them all against me. "Babygirl..." I moan, my thrusts now becoming sloppy. "Yes, daddy.." She moans back, grinding on my hand. "You know you are daddy's favorite, right? That no other could or will replace you? You make daddy so hard, you are just so good for daddy, even when you are a bad girl...." I whisper in her ear. I feel her pulse around my cock, her legs shake and her nails dig deeper. "Can I cum, daddy?" She asks weakly. "No, babygirl." "Please, daddy. I wanna cum..." She screams as I hit her g-spot forcefully. I stop thrusting into her tight hole, just in time to prevent her orgasm. For a second she is without breath and the veins on her neck are throbbing. I flip her on her back and straddle her, lining up in front of her entrance. "Fuck me like you hate me, Calum." She moans before she bites her lip. For some fucked up reason, I get even more turned on by hearing my name from her pretty little sassy mouth. I pound in her and she screams, earning a slap on the butt. "Ooh... I thought you loved it when I scream..." She groans. "I do. And you love it when I slap your butt, little slut. You love to see my handprints when you look in the mirror. You love to feel the slight burn when you sit, don't you, little whore?" I growl, feeling my cock twitch inside her. "I do, daddy." She smiles at me and grabs my wrist. She guides my hand to her throat and leaves it there, looking at me with her lip tucked between her teeth. I smirk at her and tighten my grip around her throat, tightly enough to just make her breathing harder. "Yes, daddy..." She moans and smiles innocently at me.

Her walls are pulsing around me; I know that she is holding her orgasm back just for me, I know how bad she wants to cum. "I want you to cum. And I want you to cum hard while looking into my eyes."I order her and she nods. I pound harder and hit the g-spot repeatedly, causing her to moan loudly. I loosen up my grip on her throat and lean in for a kiss. She responds instantly, kissing me back hungrily. Her face tenses and her mouth opens. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck..." She screams as she squirts around my dick. "Shit..." I whisper proudly. It's just a tiny little bit, but fuck, I feel so good; it feels so good to know that I can make her squirt.

"I didn't know you could squirt, kitten..." I groan at her, amazed. "N...neither did I, daddy." She stutters, looking at me innocently. "Where do you want daddy to cum?" I ask her, feeling that I can't hold it in anymore. Her walls squeezing me, making me throb. more and more. "Wherever you want, daddy." She smiles at me. I grab her hips and pound deeper, harder inside her, almost like I want to ruin her for everyone else but me. I look at her, my perfect little babygirl, with the perfect body and the smart mouth, clever but, oh so naive when I have her.

I cum inside her; my body going numb and my hips gluing on her. My head falls back and my mouth opens as I feel my high. She is panting underneath me, her legs pulling my hips closer to her. I suddenly feel exhausted. When I open my eyes, I find her, with her back arched and her face just how I remember it from the last time I gave her an orgasm. "Wow... That was better than last time." I say as I collapse on the mattress. "It was better than ever. " She whispers, looking at me. "Come to daddy. " I say opening my arms. She shimmies her way to my chest, getting comfortable on my pec. "How are we going to leave the motel tomorrow? You know, in the costumes and all? We don't have other clothes..."She mumbles. "You always have to be a control freak, don't you? I'll just call Michael and tell him to bring 2 pairs of sweatpants and some t-shirts." "You are going to wear formal shoes with sweats? Ugh, I thought you had a sense of style..." She mumbles sleepily. "Babe, I am just too sleepy and I've drunk enough to feel tired. Let's figure it out in the morning."

My Masterlist / Part 1: Halloween Night / Part 2: Halloween Night / Part 4: Halloween Night