#DINNER IS READY

[louisplumpyass]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!!!!! LOVE YOU <3

[newbuddylove]

[raw-king]

Just a little tease

[jupiterfox]

I keep telling my honey to hurry home cause I miss him and our daughter soo much, they’ll be here soon I’m so excited to sit down with my family and have dinner in our new home 🥰🥰🥰

[whycantyouletmesleep]

[jcstargirl]

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMYJ9J8wq/

[julykings]

25 today

[salemoleander]

Headed back to her base after the session ended, lack of speed weighing down every step, she really shouldn’t have stopped to chat with Joel. He asks about Gem, because of course he does, and she grits her teeth and charitably changes the subject.

He asks again.

Stupidly- because he’s her friend, because he was a Mounder, because she'd love for someone to not learn the hard way- she tries to explain.

“You can’t trust her, Joel. I know you won’t listen, because I’m evil and cursed and everything everyone says and she’s your family-” She spits family like a piece of flint. “-but I’d rather be outcast and know where I stand than pair up with someone like Gem.”

“You’ve got your group, haven’t you? I don’t see why you’re so angry at her for still not trusting you, it’s not like you’re alone. Scott and everyone have welcomed you back with open arms!”

Pearl snorts. “Yeah, to be the family pet. ‘Everyone come look at our bright red monster! Don’t get too close, she bites!’”

“Well, you did immediately start to change your skin to Scarlet Pearl,” Joel points out, dismissive. “Bit weird to do, if you didn’t want everyone to think you’re dangerous.”

“If they’re going to treat me like a wolf in sheep’s clothing, I’d rather just be a wolf. At least then people know I have teeth.” She grins, canines jagged against her bottom lip.

He grimaces, and makes a shooing motion in her direction. “Okay, freaky wolf lady, time to get off my lawn. Go annoy someone else.”

She’s always impressed by how well Joel manages to project disinterest, when there’s a conversation he doesn’t want to be in. Pearl tilts her head, fixing him with a flat, yellow-eyed stare. “How’s the pretending to be family thing going, Joel? Still as much fun as you were hoping for?”

“We’re not pretending, and it’s going great,” he says, stone-faced, eyes trained on the horizon to the right of her shoulder. “Gem’s the best team- the best family I could ask for.”

“Liar, liar, pants on fire,” Pearl drawls. “I bet it feels nice right now! You’ve both got sooooo many lives- she isn’t even afraid of you, yet. No paranoia, not like crazy Pearlie and her team.”

Joel flinches - just a tiny bit, she’d never notice if she wasn’t so close to red- and then scoffs. “Well you’ve got one thing right, you are crazy.”

“I might be!” She agrees brightly. “But not about this. Gem’s too new to know how to see past the fear. She doesn’t know where you started, what you used to be.”

“What do you blumming mean, what I used to be?” He looks off-kilter, and Pearl lets that question hang for a moment as the possibilities spin around them: A king? A god? Her friend?

“She doesn’t know you were a wolf, Joel.” Pearl says in a hushed tone, gentle and honest. “Are a wolf, really, can’t change your spots! And when you start dying, when you get hungry, when she sees herself reflected in red eyes, Gem will treat you just like she treats me.”

“What the hell are you talking about, Pearl.” His voice is rough. “I’m not some lone wolf, I have friends now! I was with Grian and Jim, and- last season, even, we were in a group!”

“Some of us- a lot of us!- don’t care about wolves anymore. Especially wolves like you, pretending to be dogs, all loyal and helpful. But Gem is new, and at some point the threat is going to dawn on her.” She offers, voice smooth as glass, “If you’re lucky, maybe she’ll let you die like a dog for her, instead of putting you down herself.”

“You don’t- Get out of our base.” Joel’s knuckles are blanched, hands clenched into fists at his sides. He’s angry - good. Maybe he’ll remember this, when Gem sends him on a suicide mission or cuts him down for the win.

Maybe he’ll learn, faster than she did, there’s no use pretending to be a dog.

[megamindsecretlair]

Mhmm, this is all your character, you own it 🙌🏽🙌🏽 be proud of your work!

Because GAHHH LEEEE. Toxic Terry just fucking gets it. You wrote this perfectly!

You had ME sweating over here. Like....

“Okay” He mumbled, dragging his feet to the bathroom. “You’re welcome” Terry mouthed to you making your middle finger go up in his direction.

He get on my nerves! 🥺 I love himmmm

“Tell me you love me” Terry instructed as his hips sped up. Your words lived and died in your throat as your body and mind drowned in pleasure.

He needs to BFFR 🤣🤣🤣🤣🥵

His hand that was on your throat snapped over your lips, the drool leaking from the corner of your mouth covering his palm. “Don’t wake up my kids” He grunted in your ear.

You already know that's my fave line. Like all his lines were bangers, but that one there lives rent fn freeeeee.

Up Late

@megamindsecretlair told me to get in the booth so I had to oblige immediately. This is toxic baby daddy!Terry which is her character so all credit to her! I don’t write him as well as her but nevertheless I hope y’all enjoy, please let me know what you think 🩷!

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“Mommy, will we have school tomorrow?” Your oldest baby Noah asks as he sat next to his sister Nyla, watching the blue strip of school closings roll across the bottom of the local news. You glance out the kitchen window to see a flurry of snowflakes falling to the icy ground. “Probably not baby” You answer, stirring the pot on spaghetti you were making.

Their already happy cheers only intensified when Terry strolled through the door like he owned it. “Daddy!” You daughter shot off the couch and into his outstretched arms, his fingers dancing around her tummy to tickle her. Your son followed suit and tackled his legs, wrapping his little arms around them and squeezing. You sighed as you cut the heat on the stove and turned around to watch them.

You could say many bad things about Terry but he is a great father to your babies, despite the state of your relationship.

“What your mama up in here cooking?” He asked them, carrying both of them in his arms. “‘Ghetti” Nyla responded as she pointed to the steaming pot. Terry leaned down to put them on the floor, guiding them down the hall to the bathroom so they can wash their hands to eat. You stood with your arms crossed as you watched him turn and walk to you, his lips contorted in a stupid grin.

“How can I help you Terry?” You questioned with your hand out to stop him from coming closer to you. “Don’t be like that girl, I just wanted to see my favorite people” He said, grabbing you hand to pull you into a hug. The two of you gently rocked side to side in your embrace. His hand was firm on your side so you wouldn’t bump into the hot stove. “I’m assuming you’re staying to eat” You spoke against his chest as he refused to let you go.

“You know it” He confirmed.

—

“Can you stay the night dad?” Noah asked Terry while handing him his plate to be washed. “Mhm, that snow is piling up out there” He nodded, scrubbing the dishes with hot soapy water sending a stream of bubbles down the drain. Noah ran out of the kitchen into the living room to power up his game system, under the impression that him and Terry were going to play all night long. “No sir, turn it back off” You came up behind him holding and few sheets and blankets. “You’re still going to bed on time” You reminded your son, turning around to plop the pile of fabric on the couch so you wouldn’t see him pouting.

With Terry cleaning the kitchen you had more time to get your kids wound down and in the bed, starting with bath time. “All my children please report to the bathroom” You announced, Nyla going first so she could pick out her bubbles. “Mommy I want to stay up with daddy” Your son whined, going to stand beside Terry. “Son, I want a million dollars but we can’t always have what we want” You retorted, crossing your arms as you both stared at each other. “It’s all good Noah. I’ll be here tomorrow and we can play” Terry put his hand on Noah’s back and nudged him towards you.

“Okay” He mumbled, dragging his feet to the bathroom. “You’re welcome” Terry mouthed to you making your middle finger go up in his direction.

—

Now that your babies were clean and in bed you could start relaxing. Foaming white bubble slid down your arms as you washed your face. Your eyes were closed as you scrubbed your skin, bending down to rinse with warm water. When you opened your eyes again Terry was standing behind you.

“What the fuck is wrong with you” You groaned with wide eyes, heart pounding from the scare he gave you. “I can’t watch you?” He asked coming closer to wrap his arms around your waist. “No you can’t” You rolled your eyes as you reached for your moisturizer. “I’m not sleeping on the couch. I put the sheets back in the closet for you” He said as if he did you a grand favor. “Whatever Terry” You brushed him off before turning off the light and exiting the bathroom, leaving him in the dark.

Your back sighed in relief as you layed down, your blankets wrapping you in warmth. “Leave me alone Terry” You grumbled, so close to falling asleep. He was trying to slide his hands up your shirt, body pressed against yours. “Come on girl, you know you miss me. When you letting me come back? I know you miss us all being together” He spoke in your ear, lips ghosting over you. It was the same song and dance you always went through. You groaned as you scooted away from him and his touch, hating the way you craved it.

He reached for you again only to be met with a soft pillow. His face scrunched up once he realized what you did, grabbing and tossing the pillow off the bed. “Ain’t no pillow stopping me from getting to you” Terry said, leaning up on his elbows to eye you in the dark. “Go to bed” You reached behind you to swat at him like a ringing alarm clock. You snuggled into you new position and breathed deeply, letting sleep overtake you.

—

The feeling of your nightgown being lifted and bunched around your waist sent goosebumps rippling against your skin. Without the material you were was exposed to the cool night air. Terry quickly warmed you up though, his hand rubbing soothing circles on your skin. Your lashes fluttered against your cheeks as your eyes opened.

4:03 am

“Moveee” You plucked his hand off you and felt around for the covers, wanting to fall back asleep and not in his trap. “Just let me help you. I know you stressed. I seen you walking around all tense and shit. That’s why you need me here, to help you” Terry spoke in your ear. His soft lips brushed against your lobe and you couldn’t stop the whimper from tumbling out of your sleep-swollen lips.

“I’m fine” You responded as firmly as you could, already crumbling under the pressure of his fingers on your clit.

How long has it been? Weeks? Months?

He circled the fat bundle of nerves with even pressure, the gentle squelching sound of your wetness echoing after each movement. You scooted back against him to feel his bulge between your cheeks. “Just say you need it, you know I’ll do it for you” His fingers dipped in between your folds, pushing through your stickiness to tease your throbbing hole. You clenched around nothing, almost as if you were inviting him back inside. Terry smiled at this.

“See, my pussy missed me” He punctuated his sentence by sliding one thick finger inside you. You bit your lip to muffle your sigh, walls squeezing tight around him. After a few shallow pumps he removed his finger only to put it in his mouth, your taste seeping into his tongue. He reached down to free himself from his boxers, fat tip bubbling over with precum. He jerked it a few times, going to hold your leg your leg up so he could have easier access to you.

The length of him slid in between your folds a few times, his tip nudging your clit with each upwards movement. Webs of your combined juices connected the two of you as he tapped your pussy a few times, the heavy head of his dick bouncing off your clit. This had you squealing. The pressure was just too much for you.

“It’s ok baby, just let me in” Both his words and tone were gentle as he eased himself in inch by inch, hips flush against your ass. Your hole welcomed him into your warmth, clenching and dripping. “Aww look at you. You always ready for me huh?” His pace was slow and deep, leaking tip hitting your spot with expert precision. “Yes yes yes” You moaned, pillowcase bitten in between your teeth.

“Tell me you love me” Terry instructed as his hips sped up. Your words lived and died in your throat as your body and mind drowned in pleasure. You shook you head no and Terry wasn’t pleased. Your neck was soon wrapped with his hand, arm pulling you back to look at him the best you could in the dark. “Tell me” He repeated.

This new angle had him reaching deeper than before, your hand reaching back to plant itself on his leg. He still continued despite your hand in his way, bullying himself into his your pussy. Your stomach started to flutter as your orgasm built up. Your hips began to move on their own accord, fucking back on him as you chased your high. “There she go, greedy lil pussy. I’m not fucking you good enough?” He asked. “I, ouu fuck, I love you Terry. I promise” The words tumbled out of you in a string of slurred moans, your promise tapering off into a squeal.

His hand that was on your throat snapped over your lips, the drool leaking from the corner of your mouth covering his palm. “Don’t wake up my kids” He grunted in your ear. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you came, your muffled moans vibrating his hand.

The feeling of Terry coming inside you made your head spin as your walls were painted milky white. He looked down at where you two connected, a frothy ring of cream surrounding his base glinting in the moonlight.

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Source - AmonSyd

(Artist's Patreon and Trello for commissions)

[nateezfics]

daydreaming about purple haired, daddy coded hongjoong rn 💭🥴🫠

[mikichko]

kyle doesn’t tell you when he’s back from deployment.

one day you’ll be waiting at a cross walk when you suddenly feel a tap on your left shoulder. you’ll turn but nothings there and then you feel it. a firm, warm hand grabbing your right one.

he’s on your right, interlacing your fingers and giving you a lopsided smile.

“miss me?”

[aryomengrande]

ogre and the cockroaches ( ｡ •̀ ᴖ •́ ｡)💢

souya / takashi / atsushi / hanemiya

[rheya28]

He loved me in lilac

[ink--theory]

pumping myself up in the grizzco industries bathroom as I get ready to become the salmonids new punching bag for this upcoming golden grizzco rotation

[cocodepan]

🌌 Stargazing 🌌

//side note: experimented on this one but atleast they're looking at the viewer mission accomplished yahh 🌟🌟 u r a star 🌟🌟