#🪶 - anons

[jayswhorex]

imagine jason putting handcuffs on the reader because he's trying to eat her out and she keeps moving

-🪶

anon this exactly smth jason would do because 100% owns handcuffs solely for this reason. he's definitely not the kind of guy to ever want to put handcuffs on anybody due to his personal hate of the police but using them on his partner, he's for sure into that. jason likes having power in the bedroom and i think he especially has a thing for restring/binding his partner.

jason had you on your back, two fingers gently pumping in and out of you. soft moans & fervent grunts filled the room. your rough grip on his shoulders, while your nails dug into him. "jason please don't stop" you couldn't help but squirm from your embarrassment but also from just how good his fingers felt inside you. you couldn't help but find it difficult to not shift or dig into him. "princess, i've barely even touched you" he said with a chuckle, he knew you were sensitive but he couldn't help but laugh just a bit. he kisses the inside of your thighs in hopes of relaxing you, but that only causes you to more even more "baby please hold still" jason pleads with you, his hands gripping your thighs trying to hold you in place. you could feel your boyfriend getting more and more impatient as he hasn't even gotten the chance to taste you yet. "jay i can’t- you just feel too good"

for a brief second, he looks at you trying to figure out what he can do to make this easier for the both of you. and he quickly forms with an idea. "i'll be right back princess" you whine as he removes his fingers from you, but he only shushes you. you watch him look around your bedroom, going through a couple of drawers but finding nothing. you watch him go through the back of your closet and come out with something in his hands. "these should do" your eyes follow him in a daze, as you're still coming down from a high. you curiously watch as he lifts your hands up to the headboard & then a swift click. you look and realize he's got your hands handcuffed to the goddamn headboard.

he grips your thighs and spreads them open, he gently flicks his tongue against your tongue watching as you failed to move. "perfect, now just relax for me baby" he circles your clit with his tongue, earning those soft moans you always gave him. his tongue sunk into your folds, eliciting a gasp from your lips. jason could feel your shallow breaths becoming more heavy and that only encouraged him to quicken his pace. you feel that habitual urge to grip his hair like usual but you clearly couldn't this time. jason rough hands held onto your thighs for his dear life as his tongue thrusted in and out of you at such an eager pace. "jay please im so so so close-" and less than a second later you made quite the slick mess on his tongue. after a couple of moments of silence and heavy breaths slowing down, you finally spoke again "so can we take these things off now jay?"

"take them off? but we're just getting started baby"

[ginanddietsoda]

“losing weight won’t make you happy”

uhm… YES IT WILL

[devil-in-hiding]

… I have a brainworm and I must share

Simon feeling subby and cockwarming Price. Just… mmmmmmmmf

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i think of this often because Simon would n o t understand the appeal of it when John brings it up him, but he can not deny him when his boyfriend stares at him with a little smile on his face, rubbing big hands over his hips.

“Oh come on Simon, I think you’d really like it love.”

“Just sitting there? Not doing anything?” Simon scoffs, but he wraps his arms around Price’s neck, raising a brow and the bearded man smiles

“You can finish that book that’s been on our nightstand for three months.”

And when it comes down to it and Simon finds himself on Price’s lap in the man’s recliner (thank god this thing is sturdy), face scrunched up and breathing heavy as Price’s cock nudges at his sweet spot. His cock twitches, and he feels his jaw clench. “John-“

“Just relax love. C’mere.” He pulls Simon into a soft kiss, caressing his back until he feels his boy slowly relaxing into his hold. “That’s a good boy Simon.”

[bon3sandall]

[angel19372]

i’ve never understood how people eat like this like u can make that meal so much less depressing like u could do 40 cal bread w dip eggs instead of hard boiled w salt and pepper or just spices in general (ana’s who dont use spices scare me) like there’s prob like 100 more ways to make it better with the same amount of cals

also this like u can just make avocado toast like y put urself through that when their r sm better options

[devourable]

So for sterling… what if darling and him had to room together for dorms or for a field trip???

risky/semi public(?), degradation, nsfw // mdni . gn bottom reader x sterling c. (male yandere prodigy)

helplessly gripping the bed sheets beneath you, weak little whimpers and gasps squeaked through the gaps of sterling’s fingers, which were clamped around your mouth and jerked your head back slightly every time he slammed back into you.

“keep that voice down, slut,” he muttered, his hazel eyes staring into yours. “that pretty voice is mine. don’t want anyone else to hear you like this.”

it was so hard to keep it together. you were the only two that had retreated to your hotel room for the night, and the sounds of footsteps and voices passing by the door every so often gripped you with fear — but the feeling only added to the immense pleasure of sterling burying his dick deep in you. and sterling knew it, with how you noticeably tightened on his length each time the risk of getting caught presented itself.

he slid his hands to your chin. cupped your face and tilted you further back to kiss you.

“bet everyone already knows you’re getting fucked right now anyway,” he panted between kisses, as if he read your mind. “you’d like that, wouldn’t you? want everyone to know how much of a fucking harlot you are?”

you couldn’t even respond, only able to let out a strangled whine when his length pushed against your sweet spot. sterling could only chuckle softly as he pushed you back against the bed. his hands moved down to your hips and raised them so your ass was pressed against him more firmly, and he began thrusting into you at a quicker pace. to stifle your moans and keep from alerting any potential listeners, you desperately buried your face into the pillow under you and let it out there — it was all sterling could do to keep from lifting your head back up and forcing you to cry out into the night, just so he could degrade you further.

“just wait till we’re really alone again,” he huffed, curling over you with his forehead pressed to the nape of your neck. “fuck, i wanna hear you cry.”

if every night was gonna be like this, you were in for a really long trip. whether that bothered you or not, you weren’t sure — but what you were sure of?

like everything else in your life, sterling would not make it easy for you.

[spirit-lanterns]

for... no reason in particular, who do you think has a biting kink

- 🪶

Feixiao, Tingyun, Yukong, Stelle, Kafka, Seele, Acheron, Sparkle, Obsidian, Catarina, and Oroboros.

I can see Oroboros and Obsidian being the ones to bite you the most though. In case it wasn’t obvious with Oroboros’ large gaping mouths and Obsidian having vampire motifs, these two are the true biting connoisseurs 🤭

[muffinsin]

OK WAIT HEAR ME OUT- bela sitting at her desk in her office doing paperwork n stuff right? Her s/o comes in to spend time with her and sits at Bela’s legs under the desk! BUT BELA DOESNT HAVE UNDER WEAR ON (dun dun daaaaaa) and they start teasing bela. THEN A MEETING STARTS- the other person doesn’t realize anyone is under belas desk but like obvi she does cuz she’s getting eaten out and shit- idk my brain is full of these women and I just read a fic about it (diff fandom) and I AH ok that’s all - 🪶

I would die for any of the dimitrescu family

Whew, tryina get back to writing!😌🙌 Let’s get into it ;)!

Masterlists

Your face sports a shit eating grin, you enter the tidy office in front of you. Of course, Bela immediately turns her head to you.

For a small moment, a smile is seen on her lips. Then, you spot the lingering smirk she wears and the intense lust held in her eyes.

With a curl of her finger, she beckons you closer, her stare intense. Of course you follow her silent command.

With a flick of her wrist and a movement too fast for you to make out, her dress is snatched up and the front of your shirt is tugged down hard enough to make you fall on your knees in front of her.

You stare up at her, your eyes wide. Normally, she takes her time with you. Not now, it seems.

Even in the bright light of the room and the shadows cast by her dress, you see her black panties glistening with the wetness drooling out underneath.

You lick your lips as you stare, your hands reaching out and your fingertips gently grasping the hem of her panties. She allows it, it seems, as she lifts her hips and watches you drag the garment past her ass and down her smooth, tights-covered legs.

You lean in close, and for a moment you feel as though high on her scent. You drag your tongue against her, humming, moaning, practically buzzing in excitement.

Then, to your dismay, her fingers curl in the hair at the back of your head and tug tightly. She shushes you even when you attempt to talk, her arms and legs moving past to push you down under her desk.

A moment passes, and you realise why you find yourself under the table. The door to her office opens again, and by the mature, low, yet steady voice you recognise the intruder as the head maiden.

You suppress laughter as your girlfriend lifts her hips for a moment, as though to stand up and greet the woman, yet her bare cunt and your tight grip on her hiked up dress quickly seem to correct her.

You lick your lips as she sits back down, her voice steady despite the slight bouncing of her thigh. She’s nervous, and excited. Rightfully so.

You wonder momentarily, whether you could take advantage of the moment like this. Of her, like this.

The thought is certainly sweet. Even as a small part in you considers mercy for the easily-overstimulated blonde.

Alas, it is now too late to move out of your position anyway, you figure.

With a smirk now lingering on your lips, you make your move. Your eyes flash, your lip twitches into a smile as you grasp her dress tighter and dig your fingers into the smooth, pale skin of her thigh underneath.

Her breath hitches for a moment, before she seems to collect herself again.

No, that won’t do at all, you decide.

With the light smirk lingering on your lips, your head pushes forth. Your target? Her inner thigh, exposed and bared to your attack. The blonde’s hips buck helplessly when you bite down, her voice cracking mid-sentence, her hand flying down to grip your head tightly.

“Milady? Is everything in order?”

You nearly scoff at the silly question from above the table, yet manage to hold back.

You lick along Bela’s smooth, thick thigh as she makes up some excuse, her eyes wide open, yet hazy. She is beautifully flustered for you, her core throbbing and her warmth hitting you when you get situated between her thighs.

At last, you set your eyes on the prize in front of you: Bela’s bare, soaked cunt. Her sensitive clit, her puffy pink pussy lips, her soaked slit drooling shiny wetness already.

You lick your lips at the mere sight of her.

With your lips parted, your tongue darts out for a taste. You smile against her wet pussy, your silent laughter vibrating against her most sensitive parts when her hips buck and her voice raises for a moment.

You hum as you lick, quiet moans muffled by her thighs sounding from your lips as you practically feast on her. You lick broadly, once, twice, thrice, four, five, six times, each time faster and harder, sloppier and stronger than before.

You quickly grow addicted to the taste of her wet pussy and the feel of her trembling thighs against your shoulders.

For a moment, the beauty above you seems to be overcome by sensitivity, and you feel her thighs push against you harshly. However, as your teeth drag lightly against her clit, you are rewarded with a quiet, albeit sweet gasp and a new wave of her arousal.

You wonder filthily; can you make her cum like this? During her meeting, right on your wet tongue? You yearn to find the answer to it.

You hum when a finger pushes inside her wet pussy, her position tense for a moment, her juices squirting with each thrust into her. You wonder just how loudly you can make her pussy sing for you.

When your tongue wraps around her clit and your middle finger joins your index one, you know she’s fighting a losing battle. The poor thing is trembling, gasping, gripping your head tightly and practically rocking her hips to you.

She’s breathless even as she talks, her eyes struggling to stay open and follow the moving woman around.

You don’t notice when the meeting ends, only when Bela’s moans increase in volume and she draws out your name in whines and sinful groans. Her head is thrown back, her shaky thighs spread wide to allow you easy access to her core.

She’s beautiful like this, and even as her grip tightens on you, you give her clit a reassuring suck. You’ll make her cum, here, now, all over herself and your face.

The poor, sensitive woman has no chance, nor any intention, to stop or deny you.

She screams as she cums, her lips dry even after her tongue slides over them, her eyes unfocused and her limbs trembling slightly.

With a messy face and a stupidly proud and self satisfied smirk on your lips, your eyes meet golden ones at last.

[obscurae-silvae]

oh Fuckim still thinking abt siblings. ur loser little brother post got me sooo wet omg my hoodie sleeves always smell like weed,,,

little sib walking around the house in shorts and a crop top ‘it’s just too hot for anymore clothes! it’s ok you can take ur shirt off too if u want!’ parents don’t say anything about it bc you’re family you used to take baths together as kids, hanging out in clothes that cover more than a swimsuit is fine!

little sib constantly bending over and laying in big brother’s lap, pretending to sleep so they can drool on big bro’s cock thru his jeans. n nuzzle in w happy little sighs bc big brother just smells soooo good.

little sib getting high and giggly sneaking into big sib’s room to ‘wrestle’ and big bro knows this is a bad idea but little sib is insistent and somehowthey end up on the floor w big sib’s hand on little sib’s lower stomach,,, n little sib is whining and bucking their hips but they definitely don’t want big brother to leave

(shshshddd no clue how to end this lol -🪶)

God that's so hot.

Little sib whining while big bro thrusts into them, their back uncomfortably pressed into the wood floor. But little sib's big sib feels so good they can only moan as big bro hits all their deepest parts.

Competent big brother who pulls out, leaking precum and slick still connecting his cock to your cunt. "We need a condom." He breathes, coming somewhat to his senses.

But loser little sib just wraps their legs around his waist. "I want another little sibling, maybe a cute sister..." They whine, wiggling their exposed cunt at him.

And despite knowing better, he just promises himself he'll pull out as he slams back into their pretty lil cunt

[palelove777]

Skip dinner

Wake up thinner

[conta-gious-corpse]

[system-hottakes]

Crazy hot take but telling systems how to manage THEIR privacy is annoying as fuck. Everyone manages differently. We know what littles can and can’t be online, which names we can and can’t use, what info should and shouldn’t be hidden on our socials.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s nice to let people know that not everything should be shared on the internet but it feels like everyone else shares the same mindset of “littles can’t be on the internet! you have to use fake names for everyone! you can’t give out your simply plural/octocon/etc.!” It’s so limiting and sheltered and I hate it so much.

-☕️🪶 if it’s not taken

So real!!! Like we understand that you want people to be safe but 1. It's not your job to do that and 2. Not every system is automatically vulnerable. Let people decide what they do or do not want to share

I especially hate the "you shouldn't post about your littles / you shouldn't let them be on the internet" or the "keep your littles on private on SP" it's so annoying. Not every little is a vulnerable child that needs to be hidden from the world.

[seelestia]

we missed you, welcome back!

i had a thought for a few days now and then i saw that you were back and i just had to share this

so imagine that you wake up in teyvat one day and you speak a different language bc they probably don’t speak english in teyvat, and no one understands you, but then there’s the smart haravatat ppl like alhaitham and faruzan (idk if there is anyone else) who use their smart language brains to figure out how to talk to you, i think that would be super cute

.💭

BRAINROT ANON— my comrade on tumblr, i missed you too!! i'm so honored that you thought of me aww :') you knew i'd be glad to brainrot with you anytime!! /gen. i focused less on how they communicate with you, but rather more on the events surrounding this concept. hope ya don't mind! so good to see you again <3

extra note: this was written from a platonic pov! yk those movies where a protagonist helps out their 'otherworldly' companion to go back to their home world? yeah, that's what i'm going for here. movies like 'home' and 'cj7' came to mind immediately. that's us and faruzan!! oh, and alhaitham is here too, i guess. /j

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imagine waking up one day to find yourself transported to the middle of the hypostyle desert. the sun burns, scorching hot on your skin then suddenly, it's gone? oh no, some strange turquoise lady is peering at your face with disapproval. you suspect she thinks you're a reckless traveler who forgot to bring ample supplies to a place like this. “███ ███ ████ ███?” she says and you realize you don't understand a word.

[translation: did your water storage run out?]

imagine the confusion on faruzan's face when you mumble a few sentences? noises? grumbles? she specializes in semiotics (and ruins), not speech pathology so how is she supposed to know? anyway, she graciously takes you in! and brings you back to her residence. yes, yes, how generous, applaud her later but she cannot hand you over to the akademiya just yet. (who knows what they'll do with you? you're obviously not of this world.)

imagine trying to communicate with faruzan using other means besides language. one of them includes pointing at the fresh apple slices on her kitchen counter. she gives them to you and notes how you say 'tenk yu' (?) which she takes as a sign of gratitude. of course, she also jots it down in her notes alongside her observations. how interesting.

and she manages the grand feat of roping alhaitham in, somehow someway. he's a youngster (everyone is a youngster if you're one hundred years old at this point) far too solitary for her liking — plus, notoriously hard to convince but that helps: he's someone who won't tattle! that's her logic here. she even had to invite him over for dinner and introduce him to you herself! ugh, she really had no more funds left to spare... so this better works.

it did, oddly. alhaitham's first instinct is to question and his deductions conclude that you are far too genuine (for lack of a better word) for all of this to be a ruse. the way you pointed at his fit and gave him a thumbs-up he assumed that you meant to say you thought it's “cool”.

alhaitham observes you; when you speak, none of the words sound familiar to his experienced ears and trust him, his quota of languages exceed many. he is not here to brag, so don't twist it. nor do you seem to understand anything whenever he or faruzan speaks. you don't even react in the slightest when he mentions or addresses you directly, only a tap on the shoulder works. it's safe to assume you do not know teyvatian language.

the guy in gray green turns to madam faru with a hum. she taught you to refer to her that way. it took hard work and lots of apple slices. “██... ██ ███ ████ █ ████?” he asks.

[translation: so... do you have a plan?]

“██ ███ █████!” she puffs out her chest in determination.

[translation: in due time!]

he sighs.

you blink, eternally confused.

[wolfsnooze]

I went on a Deep Dive to learn about fnaf so I could understand the Hycalon Project better and

OHMYGOSH

Is Hunter. Like. Trying to help Luz? Orr. Like. He’s like “welp I’m dead. Time to kill anyone that gets close to me!” He’s such a loser.

-🪶🐺(he/they/it)

he’s trying to help! but it’s also kinda like this

[me0311x]

I bust every time I see the word “low-calorie” on anything

[roachesbf]

Considering your courting series, which I love dearly, what about Horangi? He’d obviously be a tiger, of course he would.

But what about him being a possessive guy. Having his tail wrapped around reader at all times possible. Or dragging reader to sun bathe with him due to his cat like tendencies.

Even just forcing reader to stay put while he naps in his lap, giving him a warning glare of tries to move.

Just overall giving that same sass as any cat. Not wanting to lose his prized possession.

Gosh- Horangi would be such a possessive and clingy guy. Mein kleiner tiger<3

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Tiger Horangi Courting Headcanons

At first Horangi wants to see what you’re made of!! When you spar he makes sure that by the end of it you’re both tired. The more you both spar together, the harder it is to really determine if you’re sparring anymore lololol. By the time you’ve decided that you want to be with him he’ll always be on you, rubbing his face against yours. After missions, especially tough ones, he likes to take care of you and clean you up. He’ll mess with your hair, and give you kitty licks in hopes that it eases any tension in your body (Weird for actual humans to do but this is animal courting so take his licks or leave it lol). Horangi will even take his mask off in the comfort of either room, and give you love bites as a way to tease you. Of course if it actually hurts he’ll give it a kiss as an apology. 

When you’re both just on base he’ll like to stalk you and then pounce just to catch you off guard. That one joke that’s like “If I run to him he will catch me,” he totally does that to you. He also does this behavior in bed, you’ll be lying down and then Horangi decides that he feels like wrestling you because it’s funny. Tigers can’t purr but they do chuff, so after he’s satisfied with messing with you, he’s a cuddle bug all over and is nuzzling and rubbing along your sides. He feels less active during hot weather, so one those days you’re most likely going to get nothing done as he drags you somewhere to nap, and even if you try to get out he’ll wrap his tail around your leg which ultimately drags you back down. He’ll paw at you and complain that you woke him up, which now has him securing his arms around your waist.

He's very possessive of you, he'll show off his carnassial teeth to those he feels like are getting too close or into your business too much. A few scratches here and there to others but just dragging him away to the comfort of your room, and giving him some ear scratches, he's basking in all the attention you're giving him. He does like to be gross and annoy you sometimes, by licking your face and seeing you react to his saliva all over. Makes him laugh and he'll rebuttal that it's how he shows his love.