#[pi graves]

[quietfounder]

I just had to illustrate that scene

[moonsworndandelion]

Cet aprèm, après plus de trois mois sans réussir à remettre la main sur mes aiguilles à laines, j'ai profité d'un passage en centre-ville pour m'en racheter...

J'étais même fière de moi de m'être souvenue qu'il m'en fallait !

devinez ce que je viens de trouver à côté de mon canap

[coconut530]

I’ve caught another one, fellas

[ace-s-fave-tv-shows]

Twinkle Eyed Pony G4 Redesigns

Whenever I see a G4 redesign that makes one of the Mane 6 a twinkle eyed pony I'm not gonna lie, I am disappointed that they always pick Rarity by default because her whole thing is gemstones.

I, on the other hand, think that if any of the Mane 6 should be a Twinkle eyed pony it should be Pinkie Pie, and that the Pie family being Twinkle eyed ponies, should be their connection to the Apple family.

Let me explain.

Okay, so the Twinkle Eyed Pony origin story in G1, as far as I know (they could have another origin, this is just the only one I know of) is that in a comic, G1 Applejack is captured by an evil jewel wizard (or sorcerer? It's an evil magic man), and forced into slavery working in a magical gem mine with a bunch of other ponies who've been in there far longer than her.

The pony slaves who've been trapped in the caves for so long, tell Applejack to escape before she becomes like them. Who've been trapped underground, toiling away in the dark mine for so long, that their eye sight has deteriorated to the point of blindness. Or at least to the point that their eyes are too sensitive for them to go out during the daylight.

So after hearing this Applejack attacks the Jewel wizard (presumably killing him, like it says he fell to The End of the Earth), and smashes his jewel throne, freeing the enslaved ponies. She then starts to lead them out of the cave, telling them to follow her and that she'll guide them, because of their extremely poor eyesight.

It's only when they reach daylight, that Applejack and the twinkle eyed ponies learn that their eyes were healed when Applejack smashed the throne made of magic jewels. Returning sight to the enslaved ponies, but also causing their gemstone eyes to develop.

[Also, in this AU Twinkle Eyes are a genetic thing, as in they're passed down to their descendants. Which is not the case in G1 canon, multiple G1 Twinkle Eyed Ponies have babies, and none of them inherit the Twinkle Eyes.

Meaning that the Twinkle Eyes are more like magical scarring as a result of their eyes being healed by gemstone magic, rather than them being a unique pony subspecies within the canon of G1.

I know they're not supposed to be genetic in G1, but this is about a fanon G4 version of Twinkle Eyed Ponies, that I'm making up, in order to justify Pinkie having Twinkle Eyes. Okay.]

So I'd think it'd be interesting if Applejack's ancestor (like hundreds of years ago, like Granny Smith's grandmother or great-grandmother or something) was the savior of the Twinkle Eyed Ponies, who were Pinkie's ancestors.

So the Pie and Apple Families aren't related by blood in this AU, but instead an old debt of gratitude for an ancestor of theirs freeing their ancestors from slavery.

This is basically a fanfic outline from here on, there's no dialog or actual scenes, just a bunch of ideas thrown out there:

The Story of Applejam

Now you might ask why the Twinkle Eyed Pie family would become rock farmers after being enslaved and forced to mine for magic gemstones by an evil wizard.

Because mining and working with rocks was all they knew how to do, and it was what most of them were comfortable doing. Heck working with rocks or gemstones was a lot of their special talents.

I'm going to say that the vast majority of the enslaved ponies who become Twinkle Eyed Ponies, were taken as fillies & colts. Either already orphaned, or taken from their parents so young and moved so far away that there was no hope finding them again after they were freed.

While not all of them got their cutie marks while trapped in the mines, some in fact got theirs extremely late only after being freed, there were still those that did. [Which caused issues and trauma to develop around their cutie mark and special talent in general which lasted long after being freed for a lot of them.]

Anyways, the damage to their sight was caused by spending years, literally most of their lives for some of them, trapped in those under ground cave systems away from sunlight.

Applejam (Applejack's ancestor who's taking the place of G1 Applejack in this version of the story) is snatched up by the Jewel Wizard, while traveling home across Equestria from an Apple Family Reunion.

The Jewel Wizard felt like he needed more workers in his mine. And Applejam, in spite of being quiet a bit older than those he'd usually take already being nearly fully grown mare, was an ideal candidate.

She was physically strong and healthy, as evidenced by her seemingly trekking across the country on her own with no other pony to switch out hauling the wagon with. Most of his workers were rather weak and sickly, with the quality of their work degrading over time.

Applejam is taken suddenly in the night, waking up in a dimly lit cavern, surrounded by other young ponies. Only a few could be considered young adults, most were teens, and a few were even fillies or colts not even old enough to develop their cutie mark yet.

They weren't doing too good.

The hair of their manes and tails haphazardly chopped short, but hanging limp and dirty all the same. Coats similarly dull, full of dust from the crushed and shattered rocks mined away.

They were thinner than they should be. Not emaciated. Apparently the one holding them captive fed them enough to keep them capable of working, but not much more than that.

The worst thing though, in Applejam's opinion, were those poor ponies' eyes. Cloudy and clearly irritated. The older ponies seemingly unable to see much at all, considering how their eyes never focused, and mainly drifted around. The younger ponies however, had retained some sight. Their eyes able to focus on things, but even then they were all squinting.

Many of the ponies had been trapped down in the mines for so long that they'd forgotten what the sky had looked like, and the warm light of the sun was but a distant memory.

What allows the Wizard to command and keep all of these other ponies under his control, is a throne entirely made of magic gemstones. By tethering the slave's magic to the gemstone throne, and keeping that tether short, he can insure no pony can leave the cave.

This also allows for the Jewel Wizard to use the throne as a kind of magical battery, using the enslaved ponies' magic as his own.

Applejam spends a few days trapped with the gem miner ponies, coming up with a plan for escape. She's sure that she can free all these ponies, she just needs the right opportunity to come, so she can finally take out the guy who kidnapped them all.

Applejam is successful in her defeat of the Jewel Wizard, with the help of a few of the gem miners to distract him, she managed to knock him down into a deep mine shaft (killing the wizard in the process). While also destroying the magic jewel throne in the process, as it was also knocked down the mine shaft.

Applejam and the other now freed ponies travel back to the surface, and are so happy to discover that their blindness had been healed as a result of the destruction of the gemstone throne.

The shattering of the gemstone throne had broken the tether spell, and returned the portion of the enslaved ponies' magic (and life force, because canonically their magic is also part of their life force) that had been stolen. Though that their magic sat contained and bound to the gemstones for so long, is what lead to the interesting side effects of the now freed slaves.

Twinkle Eyed Ponies, as they'd come to be called, would come to be a protected population of Equestria, after gaining their freedom.

Once herself and all the other ponies were now back above ground, Applejam came to the conclusion that she couldn't help these ponies on her own no matter how much she wants to. The only pony who could help them settle into new lives of freedom after spending most of their lives imprisoned, would be the ruler of Equestria herself, Princess Celestia.

So after locating her wagon, still left abandoned at the roadside from where she'd been taken in her sleep, she guided the Twinkle Eyed Ponies to a place she'd hardly ever been. Canterlot.

Applejam had a group of ponies who'd been imprisoned for half their lives or longer, who needed things like medical attention, and schooling that had been cut short, and families who they'd been separated from. And nothing was going to stop her from getting them to where they needed to be and seeing who they needed to see to get help.

Even if that pony happened to be the ruler of the country and raiser the of sun herself.

Celestia would indeed see to the needs of the Twinkle Eyed Ponies, and would send out an investigative team to see to it that no remnants of the gemstone throne remained, to see to it that there would be no copycats. Along with searching for the origin of the Jewel Wizard, and where he'd taken so man young fillies and colts from without anyone noticing.

Applejam would be awarded with a medal of honor for her heroism in freeing the Twinkle Eyed Ponies and defeating the Jewel Wizard against all odds.

The Twinkle Eyed Ponies would eventually, after counseling and rehabilitation to ensure they'd be able to function in pony society as free ponies, found the town of Rockville.

Home of the Pie family from that point on, and eventual birthplace of Pinkie Pie herself. Who'd funnily enough move to Ponyville, a town founded by the Apple family, and become best friends with a mare named Applejack.

As for Applejam? Well, she would stop by the city of Rockville during her long trek across Equestria, on her way home from Apple Family reunions, for many years after meeting and befriending the Twinkle Eyed Ponies. They weren't blood, but they were family after all.

Only stopping her yearly visits, when she had grown too old to make the journey. Though she'd eventually insist on moving there full time in her twilight years, and being buried there. Much to her family's confusion.

Why, under Celestia's bright sky, would Applejam want to live in that tiny little town, full of odd ponyfolk, without nary an apple orchard to be found?

Well, who's to say. There's only one apple tree too be found in Rockville.

A giant behemoth of a thing by the time Pinkie is born, 40 meters tall, and a 2 meter diameter for the trunk. The center piece of the community garden of Rockville. Originally planted by Applejam nearly 300 years prior, but lovingly tended to by the citizens long after the original planter had passed.

For much like a plant, no friendship can succeed, with out a bit of hard work, and the care of someone who wants to see you flourish.

...

IDK, I've just had a lot of feelings after learning the backstory of the Twinkle Eyed Ponies of G1 and how Applejack killed an evil wizard and freed them all from slavery and blindness.

Anyways, if you like Twinkle Eyed Rarity because gemstones are her thing, okay.

I'm a Twinkle Eyed Pinkie kind of person, because the origin story of the Twinkle Eyed Ponies and it's relation to G1 Applejack, just meshes really well in my brain with Pinkie Pie's backstory of growing up on a rock farm that made her miserable, along with the possibility of the Apple and Pie families being connected.

It's just really satisfying to me that all of these pieces fit so well together.

When I see a Twinkle Eyed Rarity I don't like connecting it to the G1 idea of Twinkle Eyed Ponies, the way I do Twinkle Eyed Pinkie.

I like the idea of Rarity getting Twinkle Eyes not genetically, but as a result of unknowingly messing around with magic gemstones not long after getting her cutie mark.

Rarity likes digging and hunting for gemstones too much for me to want to have that in anyway connected to something as traumatic as slavery. Even if it's generations back in her family tree.

When I think about it too long it makes me think of that one video of the black guy explaining that really racist field trip he was taken on in elementary school, where he and his classmates were taken to a cotton farm, and made to pick cotton they didn't even get to keep. Like literally taken to a cotton farm to do unpaid child labor.

And I know it's not actually like that, but it's always where my mind goes first when it's said on the redesign that Rarity was born with Twinkle Eyes, meaning it was an inherited trait.

Also I'll definitly attempt drawing my version of Twinkle Eyed Pinkie (and maybe some of the other Pies like Maud) at some point, but I just can't get the eyes to look right to me, so that'll be later.

[renegadesstuff]

The way he looks at her 🥺😍

[the-acid-pear-ocs]

I like the idea of Pi secretly having a Frankenstein type project, or many in fact, hence why the killings. The cannibalism is just a little side to that, as a little treat 😋

I mean, after all, he's rich. And we all know rich "people"'s favorite hobby is seeing a cautionary tale and being like "I'll recreate it irl! 😁"

[immanentise]

After a long lotta soul searching and psychoanalysing, I've concluded that I currently feel best about being he/him agender afab (& am likeee 65-35 fem-masc for presentation atm) which feels like a parody of tumblr users going too far with labels. And yet.

Like I can show you my working out here, and yeah, I think therapy might be helpful for me to get a more stable sense of self, but it's what I feel works best for me at the moment.

Now how do I integrate this self-discovery into the way I speak French....

[la-perfide-albion]

mais la pire partie c'est que je me fais des idées pour rien c'est sûr

ok ptêtre qu'on va baiser une couple de fois, allerr à une demi douzaine de dates max

pis dans 2 mois chu de retour tousseul chez nous à brailler sur mon tumblr

[the-acid-pear]

Devil on my shoulder tells me to make more frog serial killers . I just want to make dudes who suck ass so bad . . .

[gravitycoil]

my ocs as dragons. left to right: daybreaker, Dimitri, grave, terminal, karai, bunny, and pi

[renegadesstuff]

Does it ever drive you crazy just how fast the night changes 🤍

[1yr4sp10d3]

Hey! I saw you post for requests and I shall respond. I have no idea if you do Cecil x reader but I’ll leave this here for you to decide. Can I request dabbles or hc’s of Cecil x wife!reader who’s shy as heck and some domestic yet romantic things he does with her, please? Some examples would be slow dancing or some soft affection/intimacy(swf) and anything else you can think of!

grr grrr i need to eat this old man bro u don’t understand 😈

I’ve seen a lot of things saying he’s southern but just lost his accent working for the GDA and I totally agree (he kinda reminds me of phillip graves if that makes sense)

So he’d totally have like southern vibes

Fixing stuff around the house when he’s home, cooking and stuff

Dare I say he barbecues??

I think he’d prefer quiet dates at home since his life is so hectic most of the time

candle light dinner dates where he cooks for you both

Continuing with the southern thing, i feel like he’d make recipes from his childhood, roasts and different chilis and pot pies and LOTS of potatoes (baked, fried, scalloped, mashed, all the kinds of potatoes)

Slow dancing in the candle light after diner 😣🤭🤭

I feel like he’d have a nice house in the countryside to come home to after a long day, coming home to you.

It’d be a very domestic thing, i feel like he’d like the simplicity of it with his work life and all that

I don’t think many people would know about you except maybe donald

and that’s a maybe

he’d want to keep you a secret, not only to keep you safe from all the stuff he deals with at work but also because you’re his

not in a controlling way, but like you’re his, not anyone else’s, and he wants to shield you from the things he deals with on a day to day basis

you wouldn’t work, and it’s not like you’d need to with the money he brings in

not that you mind it. staying at home is nice. It’s simple, and it’s a constant. for both of you

even with all the crazy shit he deals with at work, he knows he’ll always come home to you

He doesn’t want you to deal with all the stuff that has to do with his job, like i already said

He wouldn’t want you to be in danger, and he knows you’d prefer it like that anyway. would prefer to be away from all that chaos and have the only thing you worry about during the day be if you have enough flour to make the sweet bread you wanted

wouldnt want you to be hurt at all. the most pain he’d ever want you to go through is a playful bite on the collarbone that makes you giggle and blush, pushing your face into his shoulder.

he’d be pretty protective, but not in a controlling way, like i said earlier

Sure, he likes it simple like that, but if you didn’t like it like that, he wouldn’t force you to. whatever you want, you get.

a/n: I hope this made sense 😭😭 i was just kinda yapping. ig that’s what hcs usually are, though. if you submitted a request, i promise im working on getting them done, but ive got like 21 just in my asks and like another 15 in my replies, and thats gonna take a while to finish 🙏🙏 but ill try my hardest. not complaining tho, i appreciate the asks bc i literally wouldn’t know what to write without them

[the-acid-pear-ocs]

Was thinking of what Pi's reaction to Nemfrog being an angel would be but I don't think he'd care at all he doesn't believe in god.

[camisoledadparis]

saga: Soumission & Domination 396

Les " petits frères "-1

Jalil :

J'ai truqué l'enchère afin que DGSE soit le gagnant. Je veux quelqu'un en qui j'ai une totale confiance pour lui. Quelqu'un capable de gérer si le petit a un bad trip qui lui revient en pleine face. D'autant plus qu'inconsciemment, il pourrait chercher la domination qu'il a connu ces trois dernières années et que j'ai senti qu'il recherchait alors que nous faisions l'amour tous les deux. DGSE en est conscient lui aussi et accepte le deal. Comme quand je lui avais amené la première fois Ric, il me demande de rester avec eux. Ça faisait longtemps qu'on n'avait pas baisé un petit mec ensemble et il aimait bien le faire avec moi.

On débarque donc chez le recruteur de Jona et François. Cette fois pas de scénario interrogatoire ou même interpellation. On descend quand même dans son donjon personnel. DGSE à fait disparaitre les menottes et autres moyens de contention dans les caisses, ne laissant que le sling, le cheval d'arçon et bancs de muscu. Jalil tremble un peu malgré le chauffage à fond qui nous invite à nous déshabiller. Je suis derrière lui. Je l'entoure de mes bras alors que DGSE s'approche et l'embrasse. Il se calme, je sens ses muscles se détendre.

DGSE y va très progressivement. Il commence à le dénuder. Le sweet puis le t-shirt quittent mon petit libanais et là, blocage complet. Jalil s'effondre à nos pieds et pas pour nous faire une pipe mais en pleurs. DGSE s'écarte et moi, je m'accroupi pour lui montrer que je suis là avec lui. Il m'attrape aux épaules et s'accroche à moi. Ses pleurs me secouent. Sa tête sur mon épaule, il mouille mon polo. Entre deux hoquets il s'excuse de ne pouvoir assurer. Tout bas je le traite d'imbécile, qu'il ne me fait pas honte et que c'est d'abord lui qui est important, plus encore que le client. Il tourne alors la tête dans tous les sens mais DGSE nous a laissé seuls. Je mets une bonne demi-heure pour le calmer et le persuader de se rhabiller. Malgré son stress il voulait continuer. On remonte et nous retrouvons DGSE qui nous avait préparé un thé bien chaud. Jalil s'approche de lui la tête basse et s'excuse de n'avoir pu assurer. DGSE d'un doigt sous le menton relève sa tête et en le regardant dans les yeux lui dit que ce n'est pas grave. Il se penche et lui calque juste un petit bisou sur les lèvres. Quand nous rentrons, il s'estime lâche et peureux, il panique à l'idée que ses nouveaux amis apprennent son forfait. Je l'assure que ce ne sera pas le cas mais ce n'est que quand Enguerrand et Max l'entourent de leur amour qu'il en est enfin persuadé. Je les laisse ensemble.

Enguerrand me dira plus tard qu'ils avaient quand même du ramer ferme pour lui remonter le moral et son estime de lui. Le soir il veut me voir en particulier. Il s'en veut de m'avoir fait perdre de l'argent, il veut savoir si j'acceptais que tous les mois sur ce que lui donne son père, il m'en rembourse une partie. Je lui explique alors pourquoi j'avais choisi DGSE pour son essai d'escort. Qu'avec lui cet incident d'avait pas eu de conséquence et qu'il n'était donc pas question d'un " arrangement " de la sorte. Il me tombe dans les bras et me dit tout bas que pour moi c'est quand je veux qu'il m'offre son corps. Il me rappelle que c'avait été très bon quand nous avions fait l'amour tous les deux. C'était totalement différent d'avec Enguerrand, Max et Nathan, même si avec eux c'était géant aussi. Il commençait à les aimer plus que beaucoup. Avec moi c'était plus " mature " sans être coercitif. En fait je réunissais la domination dont il avait besoin avec l'attention et la douceur que lui apportent les 3 jeunes. Affectueusement je le traite de petit con et le renvoie à ses amis.

Max : Lui aussi a décroché un contrat top. C'est celui dont j'avais eu le plaisir de baiser le majordome. La veille de la prestation, le client m'appelle et me demande si je pouvais accompagner Max, il voulait remercier son valet et à combien j'émargerais le cas échéant. Je me fais un peu désirer et la proposition augmente. J'ai beau lui dire que je ne fais plus ce genre de prestation, il me rappelle qu'il est bon client et depuis longtemps. Il trouve les arguments suffisants pour me convaincre de me remettre personnellement au travail. Nous arrivons donc dans sa grande propriété et Max est impressionné par le service. Le majordome nous conduit à l'arrière de la grande maison et nous retrouvons notre hôte au bord de sa piscine. Je laisse Max avec lui dès que son valet s'est assuré qu'ils avaient tout ce qu'il fallait : boissons fraiches, kpotes, gel et poppers.

Je suis mon homme. Son appart est au-dessus des garages. Il n'est pas malheureux avec un logement d'une centaine de m². Un grand séjour avec cuisine américaine où il ne prépare que du café et une chambre de 30m² aussi bien équipé que celle de son maître. Lit à baldaquin en acier " équipé " : sling... une étagère à roulettes supporte les accessoires nécessaires quand on est souvent seul : godes, plugs, boules, gel et pot de graisse à fist... Je sens que je vais pouvoir m'amuser un peu.

Le mec n'a pas changé. Nu il est toujours aussi et autant épilé même si son employeur ne se sert plus de lui comme avant. Je le trouve un peu plus musclé et il me dit que c'est les passages répétés de mes escorts qui l'ont incité à travailler un peu sa musculature. Car en général, il est présent dans la chambre pour veiller à ce que son maitre et mon escort aient tout ce qu'il faut sous la main sans qu'ils n'aient besoin de demander. A sa demande, son patron a équipé une petite salle de muscu et lui aussi s'en sert un peu. Il s'arrête de discuter et s'approche. Il prend ma bite presque totalement bandée et s'agenouille pour me faire une fellation en mode gorge profonde. Il n'a rien oublié de la technique et s'enfile mes 20cm direct en fond de gorge au premier essai. Je le laisse gérer. Il me pompe grave, n'hésitant pas à rester les lèvres collées à mon pubis plus d'une minute à masser mon gland par de lentes déglutitions. Je le repousse plusieurs fois de peur de jouir trop vite tellement c'est bon. Une telle prestation ne m'est faite que par Jimmy.

Comme il s'est mis à 4 pattes devant moi et qu'il cambre ses reins façon " salope en manque ", je me penche et mes doigts suivent naturellement sa colonne vertébrale, son sacrum pour plonger entre ses fesses et y trouver une rosette palpitante. Deux doigts s'enfoncent sans résistance jusqu'à ce qu'il me les emprisonne d'une contraction destinée à me montrer que ce n'est pas un vagin que j'investi. Je le repousse et lui dis que je vais l'enculer avant de lui travailler sérieusement la rondelle. Il est OK avec le programme. Je le balance sur le sling et kpoté l'encule direct utilisant juste le gel de ma protection pour glisser tout au fond. Sous la poussée, le sling part en avant et le balancement me fait déculer juste ce qu'il faut pour bien sentir le retour. Je joue à ce petit jeu un moment avant de le faire descendre et de le sodomiser en levrette. Il couine sous mes assauts mais surtout me demande d'y aller plus fort. Ce que je ne manque pas de faire. Ma mains tombe sur un gode dans mes dimension. Sans cesser de lui labourer la rondelle, je graisse l'engin et sans le prévenir l'enfonce à côté de ma bite. Bien entrainé, il ne laisse échapper qu'un " arg " de surprise quand je rentre les deux queues, la mienne et celle en plastique. Mais ça passe, je m'en doutais vu les plus gros godes sur l'étagère qui ne doivent pas faire que de la figuration. Je cale le gode bien profond et coulisse entre lui et la moitié du boyau qui me reste.

Quand je me suis bien amusé, je décule et lui dis qu'on passe au travaille de sa rondelle. Retour sur le sling où je lui attache les chevilles et les mains aux suspentes. Sa rondelle s'est ourlée de ma sodomie élargie. J'enfile une paire de gant et les recouvre de graisse pour travailler son anneau. Alors que je poisse mes doigts dans son trou en tournant pour bien graisser la surface, je vois qu'il bande ferme, il prend vraiment du plaisir à ça. J'avise un gode gonflable. Je lui enfile et pompe. Ne connaissant pas ses capacités, je lui dis de me guider. Il m'arête après une bonne minute de pompage, me dit d'attendre et quand il se sent prêt, me dit de tirer dessus pour le retirer. J'y vais doucement car le diamètre a quand même doublé par rapport à son entrée. De son côté il pousse et quand il n'en reste plus que la moitié, il l'expulse tout seul. Sa rondelle est maintenant grande ouverte prête au fist. Je recouvre mes gants d'une nouvelle couche de graisse et j'y vais. Main gauche (la plus fine de mes deux mains) doigts réunis en fuseau, je l'enfile sans problème. Main droite pareil mais je sens une compression. Une fois le sphincter passé, je ferme le poing et pousse. Je tape sa prostate, sa bite tressaute de plaisir. Il me souffle d'y aller franchement. Je pousse et j'entre mon avant-bras au 4/5, jusqu'à la partie la plus gonflée qui bloque. Je dois lui écarter la rondelle à pas loin de 11cm de diamètre, belle perf !! Je ressors et je vais jouer de mes deux mains et avant- bras. Il va se mettre à juter des litres sur son ventre quand je lui aurai mis ma main droite et ma bite au centre et que je me serais mis à me branler.

Je tourne autour du sling et lui présente ma bite à sucer. Quelques minutes et je me retire vite pour ajouter mon jus.au sien.

Repos, je le détache et l'aide à se lever. Il me remercie d'avoir été aussi efficace, cela faisait longtemps qu'il n'avait pris un tel pied. Douches, on se rhabille et vu le temps que nous avons passé, nous retournons vers la maison. Nous retrouvons le client en maillot et Max qui, nu, nage lentement dans la piscine. Comme son valet, il me remercie, lui pour Max qui était un vrai bonheur à baiser. Max sort de l'eau et s'approche. Je le sèche pendant que le client rentre dans la maison. Alors qu'il se rhabille à son tour, je lui pose quelques questions. Il me dit que cela s'était très bien passé, l'homme avait pris beaucoup de précaution pour le pénétrer et du coup il se l'était pris d'une seule, lente, mais puissante poussée. Puis il l'avait baisé dans plusieurs positions, passant de l'une à l'autre sans sortir de son cul. Il avait trouvé que le mec était endurant pour son âge. Je lui dis de se taire, c'est pas un sujet sur lequel il peut discuter !!

Il convient que ç'avait été bon mais sans l'intensité qu'il trouve quand il fait l'amour avec ses trois amis et même avec Adam. Je lui confirme que c'est effectivement différent même si on trouve son plaisir quand même, il n'a pas le même goût qu'entre amours. Il est d'accord et ajoute que même avec Jalil qui est le dernier venu dans leur petit groupe d'intimes, c'est meilleur. Quand nous sommes sur le point de partir, le client remet une enveloppe à Max. Il l'ouvre quand nous sommes dans la voiture sur le chemin du retour. Il m'annonce le montant, à quelques billets près c'est le même montant que pour Enguerrand.

Quand il retrouve ses complices impatients, il la joue un peu blasé, comme quoi, oui c'est bon mais il s'excite plus avec eux. Ça ne dure pas car il se fait chahuter et mi- chatouilles / mi- bagarre, il se retrouve enseveli sous les corps de ses 3 amours.

Jardinier

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[octopiys]

Some incorrect quotes and scenes for the pies

Roach: *Screams*

Ghost: *Screams louder to establish dominance*

Capt. MacTavish: Should we do something?

Capt. Price: No, I want to see who wins.

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Alejandro: You lying, cheating, piece of shit!

Valeria: Oh yeah? You’re the idiot who thinks you can get away with everything you do. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD

Alejandro: I’m leaving you, and I’M TAKING RODOLFO WITH ME

Rodolfo, picking up the monopoly board: I think we’re gonna stop playing now.

Price: You know, not every problem can be solved with a knife.

Ghost: That's why I carry two knives.

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Soap: I made tea.

Ghost: I don’t want tea.

Soap: ....I did not make tea for you. This is my tea.

Ghost: Then why are you telling me?

Soap: It is a conversation starter.

Ghost: That’s a lousy conversation starter.

Soap: Oh, is it? We are conversing. Checkmate.

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Gaz: Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming

Price, putting his head in his hands: Does anyone in this goddamn team ever think before they speak-

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Graves: Must be hard not being able to laugh

Alejandro: I do have a sense of humor you know

Graves: I’ve never heard you laugh before

Alejandro: I’ve never heard you say anything funny

Graves:

Graves: fuck you

Alejandro: fuck you

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Soap, motioning to a Halloween display: All these ghosts! All these ghosts! I still can’t find a boo.

Ghost:

Ghost: is it because I said I didn't want your tea-

Soap: YES ITS BECAUSE YOU SAID YOU DIDNT WANT MY TEA

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Ghost: Schrödinger’s cat is overrated. If you wanna see something that’s both dead and alive you can talk to me any time of the day.

Gaz, just finding out that Ghost is legally dead:

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Gaz: Why isn’t the statue smirking at me?

Price: It isn’t smirking at anyone, they’re all just imagining it.

Soap: Three of us saw it, Cap. How do you explain that?

Price: *points at Soap* Sleep deprivation. *points at König* Paranoia. *points at Ghost* Delusional personality disorder.

Gaz:

Gaz: damn.

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Roze: What’s something you guys are better than Horangi at?

Hutch: Mario Kart.

O'Conor: Yeah, video games.

König: Emotional vulnerability

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Graves: *Gets down on one knee*

Alejandro: Oh my god, it’s finally happening.

Graves: *Falls over*

Alejandro: The poison is kicking in.

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Gaz, after falling out of a heli for the third time: Do you take constructive criticism?

Nikolai: I only take cash or credit.

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Soap: Can you keep a secret?

Ghost: Do you know anything about my life?

Soap: No I do not. Good point.

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Gaz: Hey heads up if you try to make a candle with food coloring, the food coloring will just sink to the bottom of the glass, and when the flame eventually reaches the bottom all the food coloring will catch fire and become one giant tall flame that you cannot possibly blow out and the glass will start to crack and then you'll throw your tea on it in a panic and then the extremely hot food coloring will boil and sizzle horribly and then the glass will shatter. Please take my word on this haha-

Roach: What did you-?

Gaz: A MISTAKE WAS MADE

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Random HCs I have for the Tf 141: Mafia AU! characters :PP

for future plot points hehe

Ghost is a cat person but only came to love dogs because of Johnny adopting Riley and him ending up raising it for most of the time

On the other hand, Graves hates cats and hates you for taking care of the chonky white cat at the alleyway by the bakery (He also hates that you take care of it more than you do with him, like c'mon he wants to be fed by you too)

All of them are boy failures when they try courting you, and you try your best to reciprocate !! (but sometimes that there's so silly and trip over their own shoelaces that its too cute not to stand and watch sometimes)

Those big scary men being love sick fools

They definitely get slack for it from Nonna and Nonno

The two (Ghost and Graves) have the biggest sweet tooth actually, and then run through the entire stock of treats whenever they stop by but are unable to sit and eat

Ever since you started working regularly, the guys try to stop by as often as they can, which makes Nonno and Nonna happy (becuase they were drifting further away until you came)

Only Price, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz visit often even before you came but even that became harder to do as time went on

So, Nonno and Nonna likes spoiling you with food because of it (not like you knew the intention behind their actions, you were just happy to eat free food really)

Price and Johnny is the type to just drink coffee in the morning then go about their day, only eating meals once or twice

They aren't the biggest eaters, even though Johnny does more physically laboring tasks

But he's more of a protein shake kinda guy, the type to drink his meal if all of it can be blended (he couldn't be bothered to prep his own meals)

Gaz, on the other hand, needs his meals

So he ends up dragging Ghost along with him in the mornings at the bakery for the breakfast special

Ghost doesn't really care to have anything in the morning 'cause his appetite kicks in (for some reason) late at night, so that's when he eats a lot

Alejandro is a 3-in-1 coffee drinker and Rudy is appalled

Even more so at you as you encourage this behavior by making his sachet 3-in-1s fancy with all the extra foam and drawings on top (he's jealous)

Rudy is a plain black kinda guy, but will try anything you offer or have concocted with (he's just a test dummy for your experiments but he's happy being your dummy either way)

Graves loves lattes, hot or iced- you already know what he's feeling for depending how he strolls into the bakery

If he's a bit downtrodden, he needs a cold pick-me-up, but if he's hyper and needs a bit of a cold down? that hot one would be very much appreciated

He also isn't the type to eat a lot, but will scarf down anything you make (he would never decline any of your offers or experiments)

The one who gives you the best critique to your creations is Gaz, Rudy, and Ghost actually-- straightforward, gut-punched, but points of improvement all the same

Graves and Soap sugar coats too much, Alejandro gives simple praises (not wanting to make you hurt for commenting on your hard work) and Price...

Well, a simple nod and smile is enough to make you happy that he doesn't get the chance to as you prance away in happiness

>Bonus part:

Konig and Horangi loves your savory treats, like those quiches, tarts, pies-- everything, the whole menu!

Just send them a picture of your creation and they're quickly finishing off a guy and bookin' it to the bakery in no time

Konig likes the space (table) you saved for them at the side, a bit secluded but still in view of both entraces

He knows you keep it clean, with their favorite condiments stacked to the side, seats fluffed and cushioned, table clear of any food residue-- every. single. time.

Konig also like your personal favorites of treats as well (makes him feel closer to you somehow)

But draws the line at your weird concoctions of combines drinks he's not quite fond of (like that coffee and soda mix? yeah, he did not want to get palpitations thank you very much)

Horangi is one of the few who ready and willing to try out anything you dish out

Even that special energy drink you tried making for Soap once, and let's just say that he couldn't sleep soundly for a week...

He doesn't regret it though, when he sees your gummy grin and tiny hops that you do when you get excited

Maybe...next time...just lower the dosage for his sanity, please?

Alex and Farah are a duo you don't quite see often but wished you did!

Alex pops by at least once or twice a week to pick up his orders, but more often than not, you're delivering their orders to their HQ

Barely having the chance to eat with them makes you sad (they are too), but when you guys do-- you go on for hours

Gossiping is the main source of Farah's entertainment and why both also avoid doing it with you

Because, one time, they went on for hours that lunch became dinner and that became a sleep over

And they had to catch up on so much work

Yeah, they're both yappers

and they indulge you and your interest so much, that they're mainly the ones getting you the things you like and it being displayed in your room

You like that one movie with cars in it? Boom, you have the same race car as a bed

Roach actually helps around more than anyone in the family

Even though he's handling the back more, you sure as damn well know he makes the best food ever

He's sometimes with the 141 guys or KorTac duo, but either way-- you'd seen him come alone to the bakery a lot

Being his ear and shoulder when he needs it, but vice versa as well

the usual culprit that overstays at your apartment really (which makes the others rage)

Roach is the happiest when he sees you eating his food happily, so don't blame him when you become a lil' plump (you're cute either way and he'll definitely lessen it if you ask him to)

Makarov visits the least but always does the grandest of things (he's extra like that)

Surprisingly, Nikolai is tied to hip with him whenever he comes in (he keeps Makarov in check really)

And they either visit super early in the morning or late into closing that sometimes you come in early or close out late just so you could do something for them

they don't want you forcing yourself like this but they appreciate you very much

Makarov and Nikolai loves spicy food, or food that just gives them a kick in the mouth and they love how you adjust it to their taste the best

They are more of tea and beer drinkers really

Water? The tap is dry and so they are

So you have to force them to drink it in between

And that's the moment they leave and try to escape

Just so you know, you have chased them down the street before in nothing but your flip flops and you still caught up to them (not before accurately hitting them on the head with it)

Kate, Allen, and Ramirez often come in together as well, a quick order-in and a pick up thereafter

They're busy with the reconnaissance work but likes making light banter with you

Some scones, mini brownies, or any quick bite- they'll have it and compliment for your hard work

Allen likes his coffee half and half while Ramirez likes it in shots, he needs his bursts of energy being the 'designated' errand boy of the two after all

Kate on the hand, has a jug of tea (you swear) but often takes two to three cups for herself (which you happened to learn was actually all hers once you asked a confused Allen about it one morning)

And yeah, that it (thought it'd be neat to see what i can come up with for their food and treat preferences hehe) Please check out the chapters and other one-shots here in this masterlist!