#I need to be held down

[abbyshands]

okay i’m at the gym rn and??? the cam girl abby ideas are BREWINGGG

[thesunoficarus1]

he's sooooo. I'm clawing at the walls oh my lord.

[fill-up-graves]

[solb4dman]

THIS DRAWING. FOLLOWED ME. FROM TWITTER TO HERE. GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GSIBKSBMHHELP HELP JELP MEEE HELIEP ME

Bathtime 💖

[biscuitdragonwithastick]

Minotaur Ranch

cw: cnc, dubious consent, monster fucking, bestiality(?)

Based on the Eggpregtober Fic 3

I keep imagining what it'd be like to work on a Minotaur Ranch.

The beasts mostly keep to themselves, grazing the fields and laying around in the shade. They can act real cute with you sometimes. Nuzzling into your palm when you scratch their head just right. Mooing impatiently to be let out after being cooped up at night. It's easy to forget they're running on primal instinct until one shoved you against a wall and rips through your pants.

That's when you remember the rules of the ranch: Don't pet the Minotaur, Don't feed the Minotaur, and Don't ever present your ass to a Minotaur.

You hadn't thought these rules were that important.

How could you have known that petting and rubbing their bodies with soothing touches would be seen as an act of submission. It never would have occurred to you that feeding them a bit of your lunch every once in a while would be seen as a sign of courtship.

And when you turned around to pick up some equipment off the floor, how could you foreseen that the bull behind you would take it as a sign you were in heat.

Muscular hands hold you off the ground. As your legs dangle below you, you feel the wet muzzle of your Minotaur lick into your neck. It's meant to be a soothing gestures as he lines his bovine cock against your opening, but all you feel is terror at the rough fucking about to take place.

You've seen the ways the Minotaur's fight each other in the fields. It's part of their DNA to show dominance to the weak. You've heard of monster "bitching" before, and you know it's supposed to be an act of ferocious claiming meant to humiliate a subservient other.

You close your eyes, waiting for the pain of being split on Minotaur cock, but instead yelp as they pull you up further off the ground and lick you. Their tongue is long, wet and thick, thicker than a human cock. You can't help but moan as it breaches your hole. That only seems to encourage it, roughly thrusting it's tongue into you as deep as it can go. You writhe in its grip. At the angle its holding you, you can look down and see its tongue pushing your skin taut.

Once it's satisfied you've been opened enough it moves you down, back over its cock and thrusts inside. It doesn't hurt. It's so gentle with you, fucking you like it knows you weren't built for the full force of a Minotaur's strength. You clench down as you cum from the treatment. It bellows loud and low at how good you feel.

It fucks you against the wall like that. Slowly rocking forward into your human frame You can't help but imagine if you had been any other Minotaur. Would it have fucked you harder? Or was Minotaur mating far softer than you gave them credit for? You'll have to answer those questions later. Right now, you just want to focus on your next orgasm.

You know its close when it starts to breathe heavier and thrust a little faster. Wet slapping sounds fill the air as its balls hit your thighs. In one final thrust, it groans and hot cum fills you. You can feel its balls draw up behind you. You didn't realize how long a Minotaur could cum until minutes passed and you were still being filled. Most of it has pooled between your legs and onto the floor, but your bulging tummy is aching from what little can fill it.

But you love it. You loved being bred by your bull. You wished you could be fucked over and over again just like this.

As it pulls out of you and holds you limp in its grasp, it hands you over to another Minotaur. The whole herd had watched you be claimed, now they think your a mare in heat. You can't blame them. As you spread your legs for the next bull, you think about how good it is to work on a Minotaur ranch.

[needycatboy]

nooo please don't give me a wicked little look before wrestling me onto the bed 😖

it would be so unfair if you pinned me down and bit me until i stopped squirming underneath you. more so if you started whispering all the ways you're going to ruin me, laughing while you watch my thoughts leave my head and leak down my thighs.

[yrsonpurpose]

Imminent status as a revolutionary gay icon.

[somnimagus]

My page for @kairizine. It was such a huge honor to be part of this wonderful book with everyone, I had so much fun!

[id in alt!]

[moonamite]

Chet too. Oughhhg

I’m not normal

He got rounder. I’m. Bfbfhhrrjhrrhjrhrhr

His fuller cheeks. His tummy. The heavier build?? RAAAAAAHHHHHHHHGGG

Does human Johnny have the slutty waist

(Also I just realized Johnny is wearing 3 layers of clothes like isn’t he burning alive)

Johnny is in general, a slut. So absolutely

I love that he got middle aged and fat in maw, that is peak character design

[stuckinapril]

used to daydream about fairytale reconciliations after pretty much every platonic or romantic fallout i ever had, but sometimes it’s healthier to just accept that someone will never own up bc they don’t think you’re worth the trouble. anyone who truly cares would move mountains just to make sure that they communicate w you if they truly want to rectify the situation. but sometimes it’s their ego getting in the way, sometimes they have a narrative of you in their head they’re determined not to break, and sometimes they just don’t care enough about you to even consider it. they don’t have respect for the friendship or relationship in its posthumous state bc it was nothing to them, or at the very least it doesn’t eclipse their pride or their desire to appear correct in a situation or just outright the need to be done w the situation rather than be a good person. still guilty of this but i’ve been getting better at just nipping the delusion in the bud and just being okay w accepting that someone truly does not care. until they prove they do that is the assumption i go w every time. and it is saving me a lot of heartache

[fill-up-graves]

I just died.

[rotkad]

BLUSHING IVAN SAVE ME

New OFF THE RECORD comic actually broke me . IVAN KEPT MESSING UP AND TILL LOOKS SO DONE WITH HIM . SAVE ME ACTOR AU SAVE ME

[puppyeared]

boys night

[silverysnake]

Some random and totally useless facts about the ides of march in preparation for the stabbing main event

Caesar knew that people were conspiring against him and that they wanted to kill him but he ignored the warnings bc he basically went: i don’t care if they plan to kill me, they don’t have the audacity to actually go through with it

There was a prophecy that Caesar would be killed but he ignored that too

Caesar wanted to ditch the senate meeting bc his wife had a nightmare that something bad would happen and begged him to stay home. Decimus (the third of the main conspirators) convinced Caesar to come to the senate meeting

There were about 60 conspirators who agreed to help kill Caesar, the rest of the senators just stood by during the murder, no one really tried to help him

Riots broke out after the murder because the population generally liked Caesar

Caesar’s body was later burned at the stake

Nothing changed politically speaking because the conspirators failed to actually take over the government -> Brutus and Cassius (and many of the other conspirators) had to flee

Some sources say that Brutus was haunted by Caesar’s ghost and later impaled himself on his own sword to escape the guilt said ghost confronted him with

[wrathofrats]

@divine-misfortune and @forlorn-crows have me held hostage until I speak about this please send help there’s no sunlight in here

Warnings for pretty dubious consent, objectification, degradation, trans rain, mountain is rains servant, mountain also really wants to take advantage of him, you know the vibes

But

I just think prince rain is so spoiled and demanding! He has a loyal team of people to cater to his every whim, and his beloved knight mountain to stand beside him at all times, to guard him and only him. In rains eyes he should be the most important thing in mountains life.

He’s needy, insatiable he’s been called by anyone who gets their hands on him. Think he lays in bed at night with his fingers stuffed deep inside his cunt and makes mountain listen to how wet he is, makes him listen to him whine when he finally cums.

And god I think the first time rain proposes anything of the sort mountain is hesitant. He can’t. Rain leans into him and whispers about how needy he’s been recently and knows mountain listens to him get off at night, it’s his duty to help him. But mountain is his subject, this is his life’s work it would be practically sacrilegious to put his filthy hands on the royalty. But with the way rain is trying to shove his hands under his armor, I think it’s hard to deny him. It’s his job to listen to him after all right?

Mountain patiently stands at his bed and waits for rain to tell him what to do.

“Undress me” rain stands in front of mountain, arms crossed with an almost petulant lilt to his voice. And mountain does as he’s told. Metal armor getting in the way of trying to be as careful as possible pulling rains shirt over his head and pulling down his sleep pants to find no underwear underneath. Rain shivers with the cool touch of the metal on his heated skin, trying to take in even the semblance of a reaction through mountains helmet.

Rain lays down on his bed as mountain starts to remove his armor. The gloves come off first to reveal large hands that rain had honestly forgotten about, if he’s even seen them before.

“Keep the helmet on” mountains a servant and nothing more. Simply a tool for rains use and this was only to remind him of his place. Rains arms stay crossed over his chest as mountain settles onto the bed, as if he’s annoyed with how long mountain took to undress. Long thick fingers fiddling near his thighs still intent on waiting for rains instruction.

“Touch me.” It’s an impatient demand. Mountain places a delicate hand on rains hip, a soft touch in stark contrast to his usual stoic harsh self. Rain gasps as mountain finally enters two fingers into him. It’s much more of a stretch than rains use to as mountain gives him a second to adjust before slowly crooking them in and out of him. Rains arms come away from his chest to grip the sheets, letting mountain properly stare at the way his small tits bounce even as he just fingers him.

“More- mountain give me more- ah!” Rain shouts as mountain finally finds that sweet little bundle of nerves inside of him. His cunts already drooled down his palm and onto the sheets, slowly getting easier to pump in and out of.

“May I?” Mountain asks. His voice is almost shy as it comes out as if he’s still ashamed of what he’s doing but the sharp nod from the prince beneath him melts it right out of him.

He tries to go slow, tries to push inside of rain at a pace that won’t hurt him but rain only squirms and huffs that mountain isn’t going faster. The whiny voice starts to grate on his nerves the longer it’s goes on, demanding, ungrateful.

It’s really no wonder when mountain just manhandles him onto his stomach and pulls those hips high in the air so he can get a good grip on them. Presses him into the bed as he wails and just uses his cunt while rain tries to find some leverage.

“Just a tool, can’t help myself” mountain practically sneers as he leans over him. “Just your stupid tool right? This is all I’m good for remember?

[royaltea000]

The only way I’m allowing this guy to be an alpha is if there’s bitchin involved 😤