#IAM READY FOR THE MESS THIS WILL BE

[intoanotherworld23]

Sweet As Peach Cobbler

Warnings: explicit sexual content, mature themes, overstimulation, fingering, oral sex, slightly dom Tyler, submissive reader, implied sex, praise kink, dirty talk

Summary: Tyler loves his desserts, and you just happen to be his favorite

A/N: Hey y’all it’s been quite a while since I’ve posted anything on here, but I’ve just been going through some personal stuff, and needed some time to myself. I am back though and ready now more than ever to keep writing for you guys! I wanted to dabble in writing for someone new, and since Glen Powell has become so popular I knew I had to write some things for him! Let me know if I should write some more for him, and if you would like to be added to the tag list! Don’t forget to comment and reblog it would be greatly appreciated! Love you guys thanks so much for being amazing! XOXO

Hall Of Hunks

Tag list for everything: @iam-laiya @rosie-posie08 @madzleigh01 @alwaysclassyeagle @mytbel0st @shanimallina87 @marvelstarker-mha98 @powellssugarbaby @lora21 @kmc1989

Feeling absolutely reduced to a hot and sweaty mess as you laid underneath Tyler. Who was staring at your disheveled face. A look of pride written across his face as your body trembled around him.

"I've never seen you cum so much sweetheart." Praising you as a hand covers your eyes in embarrassment. "You did so good for me baby."

That powerful and mind blowing release had you almost in tears. Trying with all your might not to just cry in front of him. Feeling like that might weird him out a little bit. Since he could take tears as being in pain or discomfort, and then he would stop, and you didn't want him to stop. Your body was feeling overwhelmed as it continued to shake underneath his fingertips.

"Let me see those pretty eyes of yours." His deep voice persuades you as your hands slowly moved away from your face to look up at his smirking one.

"Tyler." Whining his name as he snickers keeping his cock still absolutely still inside of you.

"Whadda you need pretty girl?" He teases feeling your cunt clenching around you making him groan.

Tyler knew exactly what you wanted, but was still too shy to say anything to him. He always helped you ease your way into expressing what you wanted with him. Giving you a little bit without asking him, and then getting you to finally speak up. Carefully pulling out from your raw cunt your body jolting at the sensitivity from the sudden loss of him. Feeling his cum ooze out of your body his hand massaging your inner thigh soothingly.

"Fuck me baby girl look at you." Watching as his liquid spilled out of you and trailed down between your cheeks. He was licking his lips wanting nothing more than to lick it all up, and taste how delicious you both were mixed. That's exactly what he did too.

His hot mouth attaching to your puffy and still wet cunt. Hands reaching out to grip onto his hair as his tongue flicked back and forth on your clit. Back arching off the bed as he slurped away, hands gripping your inner knees as he kept them pushed apart so he had full and complete access to you. Body feeling like it was on fire as he thrusted his thick tongue inside of you. Rotating your hips around to feel more as his nose brushed against your clit.

"Oh god." Crying out as your orgasm was already swiftly approaching still extremely sensitive from your previous release. Tyler looking up at your remarkable expression unable to look anywhere else. Loving that he was the one in control feeling like he held all the power in your pleasure, and it made him feel like a god.

Reaching a hand over to your pelvis as his thumb started to rub circles on your nub. Your senses heightened and overwhelmed not knowing how much longer you were gonna be able to last. Tyler could tell that you were fighting to keep going, and he knew what would help you reach the finish line.

"Tastes like peach cobbler baby girl." His low voice sends you over the edge as your body starts to crumble. Your ribcage rising and falling with each quick breath. Hands falling down to your side feeling loose and numb. Stomach trembling from the resounding orgasm you just experienced. Your battered cunt was so sore from being stretched and abused over and over again.

Tyler’s favorite dessert was in fact peach cobbler, and the fact he said you tasted like it made your head spin. It would make sense since he could never get enough of you.

Feeling a pair of soft lips gently caressing your thighs and inner knees a trail of saliva being left behind. Sex was always amazing with Tyler, but the one thing you loved just as much was the aftercare. His touch was always so gentle and comforting as he would help ease you through each orgasm.

"Fucked that pretty cunt so good, didn't I?" His crude language had your thighs twitch, and you loved it all the same. Tyler already knew the answer to the question, but he loved the reactions you would give him just for saying certain words.

"So proud of you my sweet peach." His nickname had you smiling as Tyler pulled you into his arms and laid you on top of his warm body. Listening to the sound of his heart beating, and the rise and fall of his chest was easing you into a slumber like state. "Oh I’m not done with you yet sweets."

[jyoongim]

Hola, I was wondering for an Alastor x reader (which isn’t particularly romantic if you don’t want it to be) where the reader needed a job and started working at the hotel?

But she’s pregnant (and hell born) so she’s struggling a bit and he helps her out with stuff when she’s tired :)

Alastor x pregnant!hellborn!reader

Something cute and fluffy to read

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When you found yourself pregnant you were in shock.You didn’t know what to do or where to go. 

You had saw an ad for a hotel in need of a another maid and decided you would give it a go.

The hotel was ran by the Princess of Hell, who happily accepted you. She had told you the hotel was for sinners seeking redemption. You thought it was odd, but a job was a job.

You were hesitate to tell her of your condition, thinking she would turn you down but she didn’t. She had told you the farther along you got that it was okay to ask for help.

So now you were a maid at the Hazbin Hotel.

All the residents were…surprisingly nice.

You sheepishly introduced yourself and hoped to get along with everyone. The hotel wasn’t in the worst state, but it could use a good polishing.

Niffty was often with you to assist when you couldn’t clean certain places.

The sunlight had alerted you that you needed to wake up and start your day. You sighed as you rolled out of bed and put on your uniform. You pouted as your belly poked through the material, you were about six months now and it was showing.

You made your way downstairs to head to the kitchen to begin cleaning, knowing you might have missed breakfast.

Charlie had been kind enough to leave you a list of things that needed sprucing up.

You were thankful that the kitchen wasn’t in too much of a mess.

Grabbing empty dishes and turning on the water, you began to clean.

You hummed a little song as you busted the suds. You were so focused on your task that you didn’t notice when Alastor waltzed into the kitchen.

Alastor’s ears perked when he saw you. You rarely saw the demon as you were usually busy, but he was pleasant company to keep.

”Good morning my dear! What a fine hellish day it is!” He chirped, causing you to spin around. You smiled “good morning Alastor” as you continued rinsing and piling dishes on the counter.

The two of you chatted as he made a cup of coffee and took a seat at the table. You had finished washing everything and now to put things up.

You frowned when you got to the cups. You couldn’t reach the cabinets and putting too much strain on your back wasn’t good for the baby.

”How’s the little on fairing you my dear? It seems you’ve grown since the last time I saw you” the red demon inquired as he watched you try to figure out what to do with the cups.

You laughed ”heavy. It seems I am in need to let out a few inches in my uniform.” You rubbed your belly.

You spotted the tiny stool that Niffty used and smiled.

Shuffling a bit, you angled it so you could reach.

You were almost done placing everything when you misreached for a cup and because your center of gravity was off, you found yourself tilting off

”Aaah!” You squealed clenching your eyes ready for impact, when you fell into a firm chest.

”careful my dear” 

you opened your eyes and see that Alastor was supporting you. You smiled sheepishly and thanked him, trying to wiggle out of his hold.

But the demon hummed as he carried you to the lobby and sat you down on a couch. “Al! I’m fine besides I have to other things to clean today” you pouted.

His brows frowned “nonsense! You can’t possibly clean in this state” 

You huffed “Iam perfectly fine. Just didn’t realize how off balance I am now”

You stood, thanked him and went about you day.

But maybe he was right.

Your list was almost finished, but you had one last thing to do.

It was almost the late evening and you were tired from buzzing around the hotel. You were tired, sweaty, your feet felt swollen, and your back ached.

You growled in annoyance when you felt your baby kick as you scrubbed a mysterious spot on the rug.

”I’m almost finished and i promise you’ll get some grub” you patted your belly hoping to soothe the angry soul, but it seemed your baby was irritated.

A sharp kick made you hiss as you wrung out your sponge.

You checked the time, you didn’t know it had gotten so late.

Your stomach growled in protest as you hadn’t really ate anything all day.

You sighed and decided a quick break wouldnt hurt.

Huffing you took a seat on the couch and sighed in relief to be off your feet.

You didn’t notice that you had dozed off when a hand gently shook you.

Alastor.

”Oh Al did you need something? I didn’t even realized I had fell asleep” you rubbed your eyes.

The red demon snapped his fingers and a plate of food appeared. You blinked in confusion “You seemed tired so no one wanted to bother you, but Charlie was worried you hadn’t eaten today. You need to take better care of yourself dear. Its not just you you need to think about” He nudged a piece of fruit towards you.

You got teary-eyed. You had been feeling like more of a burden, but everyone did care about you, even the evil Overlord.

You graciously accepted the food and damn near went feral when you realized how hungry you were.

You patted your belly happily stuffed, your baby pressing against you, guess the little soul was happy as well.

”May I?” Alastor asked, eyes focused on your belly. You smiled. You didn’t take Alastor for the touchy type, but who could resist a pregnant woman?

You took his hand and pressed it against where your baby was resting. Your body buzzed as his static surrounded you and your baby kicked at his hand.

You let out a giggle “I think the baby likes you Al”

He smiled “oh I’m sure it’ll turn out to be as lovely as its mother”

You made a motion to get up and Alastor helped hoisting you up

”why don’t you take a rest hmm? Wouldn’t want you to be a sack of bone now would we?”

He escorted you to your room and you smiled at him as you opened your door.

”Thanks Alastor I really appreciate everything” you quickly pressed your lips to the demon’s cheek and giggled as static popped and wished him a goodnight.

Maybe raising a baby in a hotel wasn’t all that bad.

[bibibbon]

MHA chapter 417 (rant)

What in the time travel is this?!?! Why is it always time travel I swear this could of been solved without it and you're basically telling me that shigaraki is so evil that yes we need to go back in time and change fate itself so nothing happens and somehow crack the case that tenko is stuck in and completely differentiate tenko and shigaraki

Why are we just stuck in the past?!?! This overlaps with my first point but why are we in the past again it seriously makes no sense. What happend to the fight?!?! What is Izuku's body doing now what is shigarakis body doing now?!?!? What happend to the whole they're memories are becoming one because right now all Iam seeing is shigarakis memories and none of izukus this feels like shigaraki just trauma dumping and showing Izuku all this stuff he went through because Izuku somehow needs to understand shigaraki like it isn't shigaraki who doesn't understand Izuku and izuku has more understanding than shigaraki does. Plus what was the thing about them becoming one person when that didn't happen at all?!?!

Did Izuku seriously lose all of his quirks?!?! So izuku just lost all his quirks except of float shimura's quirk of course cos she just needed to be there doing nothing but apologising for her failures and somehow breaking a barrier of tine space jumbo stuff to basically did this time traveling thing and woah does this suck poor izuku went through absolute living hell to get this Quirk, train with it and fight with it just to lose it and lose all his hope and dreams in the process. The ending where he becomes some bimbo stuck raising Tenko is ever so closer and closer and I absolutely hate it also I seriously hate that we didn't get a farewell or anything that happend so quick and how did it impact shigaraki?!?!? It doesn't look like he was impacted and then shimura is only there because of the annoying power of rejection somehow somehow a power like this exists because willpower or something

Where did stain, redestro and overhaul come from ?!?! Why was this there like seriously what was this for?!? Was this to be like oh izuku are you ready for changing future time travel stuff balh blah blah and we are just spirits here to haunt you before making this important decision?!?!? Also if izuku broke the barrier and almost got run over by a truck then how the actual hell did those three come into that space at the same time isn't this messing with the past future and present typa of thing because to me it seriously makes no sense how they're there?!?!

The shimura family left a bad taste in my mouth. Bruh the shimura family confrontation went down the bin for real tho. Like nothing happens except kotaro hits his child, nana is crying and that's it nothing else. What happend in between did nao come and do what she did last time did shimura and kotaro see eachother or was it just a transfer thing to Tenko and some and how is it that izuku has to witness death or is probably gonna die next chapter because of decay. Remember izuku has no quirks he is freshly quirkless again and the others can see him but haven't said anything?!?! This was seriously horrible like are we gonna get a kotaro redemption or something because he definitely is better built up for one than endeavour ever was but nope he will slap child on face get hated done and over maybe he will realise his wrongs probably not. Also are you telling me that no one did anything about the random kid with the UA uniform in their house like?!?! What did Hana and nao do?!?! Why does the corgi have to die again?!?!?? BLAMING NANA FOR SOMETHING THAT SHE Could CONTROL AND MAKING HER SEEM LIKE THE REASON KOTARO BECAME AN ABUSER WAS BECAUSE SHE WAS A BAD MOTHER WHEN THATS NOT THE TRUTH IS HORRENDOUS ABSLOUTELY AND UTTERLY RIDICULOUS

Dark deku really?!?!?! Was this what momo was talking about like Iam so confused is this just supposed to be a little mental challenge obstacle for izuku because we know hori didn't let him face or develop from his previous mental issues that were caused by his bullies and especially bakugo so is he finally semi acknowledging fans that talk about this and was like look he has to confront himself bs and the confrontation doesn't last long at all. Like Armin from aot has better confrontation with himself then this. Or is this some thing where izuku becomes dark due to him and shigarakis memories becoming one or something

@doodlegirl1998 pointed out that this manga panel ☝️ looks like kurogiri dark deku and I can't stop thinking about it and how bad this is 😭. Izuku didn't even get to acknowledge anything and kurogiri is legit a dark version of oboro 💀💀

[lem0m-steal8ng-wh2re]

Some of my spg head cannons because i love projecting on my ccs

All of the bots have some form of pica like hatchworth once eaten a hand ful of rocks while staring spine dead in the eyes

Rabbits room is absolute mess because she has a emotional connection to everything and no one can convince her to get rid of anything

If spine was human he would be addicted to coffee

All of the chairs in walter manor has slits in the back so spine can sit comfortably

Upgrade once spend a hour before a show helping rabbit get ready

Hatchworth was the 1st person rabbit came out to they were doing some chore she was just like

R iam trans

H thats cool

**goes back to doing chores

H wait whats trans ?

The spines room (unlike rabbits) is extremely clean except his desk which is cover in papers( most likely song lyrics)

I can imagine spine just siting at his desk late at night staring at a piece of paper being like "why cant i write" (i dont think he really know what wrighting block is)

When he gets into one of his writing moods you literally have to pull him away or else he wil spend hours just siting in his room writing.Spine doesn't really know how to cope with his feelings except for writing songs

He doesn't r like to vent to other people he feels like he needs to be strong for his siblings

[enbysourdiesel]

hey, hello! i'm ben. it's been a while since the last time i was here on tumblr. i was sixteen, i guess? lol for now i'll post some snzfics, i love to write about z/ayn m/alik and l/iam p/ayne as a couple. sneezing, of course. so, here we go. hope you enjoy it :)

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☞ his hayfever woke him up

As if his recurrent headache wasn't enough, Zayn woke up that Sunday with his sinuses completely messed up. His alarm clock was his own sneezes, that consequently woke up his sister Waliyha. Lucky for her that he didn't spend too much time before leaving the room.

"Good morning, sunshine. This early?" Trisha greets her son.

"My hayfever is kicking my ass." He answers, rubbing his stuffy nose while laying on the sofa. "Good morning, girls."

"Good morning, Zee. Oh, you look like crap." Says Doniya, who is having breakfast.

"ESHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH! HAERSHHH! HAERSHHH! HAERRSHHOOO!" He sneezes on his elbow.

"God Bless You!" The mom wishes. "There's no allergy medicines, we have to go buy some."

"Amen." He is sniffly. "Gonna ask Liam to pick it up for me."

"Good idea. What time will he come?" The sister wants to know.

"Right after he wakes up." Z unlocks his cellphone screen, pinching the bridge of his nose with the free hand. "That will be now."

"It's 8 on a Sunday, sun! Let your boyfriend sleep at peace."

"HAERSHEEW! HAERSHHH! HAERSHHH! ESHEEW!" Zayn disks Liam's number. "I'm also missing him, he can sleep when comes here."

"If John wakes me up this time because he's missing me I'll probably send him to fuck off."

"What a thing! This is not about you- HAEESHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH! HAERSHHH! Hello? HAERSHEEW! HAERSHEEW! Excuse me!”

"Bless you, dear. Are you OK?"

"I just hung on at the wrong time." Zayn closes his eyes, fanning the face. He's about to sneeze again.

"No, in fact I'm already up. My sister-" Liam starts saying, but gets abruptly interrupt.

"HAERSHEEW! HAERSHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH! ESHEEW! ESHHH! HANXXXGSHH! Damn. Excuse me. HANXXXGHHH! Ahh."

"Wow. Bless you! Is this your allergies?"

"Totally." Zayn stands up, following to the bathroom. "Hold on a minute.”

Malik turns the mute on so he feels comfortable to blow his nose on the sink, feeling his head throbbing more than usual.

"What were you talking about?" Zayn returns to the call, speaking slowly. He has a hand on his forehead.

"Ruby slept with me last night, and today woke me up early. I mean, about a few minutes ago. I still in bed."

"I wish I could be sleeping." Malik spreads out on the sofa once again. "If you want to come here we can do it together."

"Why are you up?"

"Hayfever. I started sneezing nonstop and left my bedroom to not bother… Hahh… Waliyha- Hahh… Gonna sneeze again... HAEESHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH! ESHEEW!"

"Oh, boy. It's been a long time since you've been up?"

"Not even ten minutes. My mom didn't want me to call you this early, but he was already up, OK girls?"

"Sounds better to me." Trisha comments. "Wanna have breakfast now, Zee?"

"HAERSHHH! HAERSHHH! No, I won't." He sniffles. "Babe, can I ask you a favor? ESHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH!"

"Blessings. Whatever you need."

"Can you please buy me an allergy medicine? There's none here, I'll give you the money."

"For sure. Send me the name of the medicine. You sound awful, darling."

"Uhm, yeah." Z stills sniffling. "Please hurry. I'll wait for you to have breakfast."

"Just gonna change my clothes and I'll be ready. Around twenty minutes I'll be there."

"ESHHH! ESHHH! HAESHHH! HAESHHH! HAERSHEEW!"

"Bless you, lovie. Ruby is also blessing you."

"HAERSHEEW! Thanks. Love you both."

"We love you." Liam does some kisses before hanging out.

"Oh shit." Zayn swears, coughing while rubbing his nose with his knuckles. "UGH! My nose!"

"Stop! You're going to hurt yourself, Zayn!" His mom adverts, but it's late.

"HAERSHHH! HAERSHHH! HAERSHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH! … HAERSHEEW! HAERSHEEW! HAERSHEEW!" He stands up again to get back to the bathroom while sneezing in his hand. "ESHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH! HAEESHEEEW!"

The man blows his nose once again, taking the chance to splash water on the face. Zayn feels his eyes heavy, swollen, and when he checked on the mirror he figured out that not only the eyes, but his full face is getting swollen.

"MOM?!?" The black haired man calls out, being answered right after. "Come here!"

"What are you feeling, sun?" The woman touches his son's neck and forehead. "Doniya, bring me the thermometer please."

"HAERSHEEW! ESHEEW!" Zayn ends up in a coughing fit. "My throat hurts, my nose itches, so my tongue, my neck, my fucking SOUL."

"Goddess! What could trigger you like this?! Whatever it is, it's in your bedroom. Thank you, Donny." Trisha approaches the thermometer from his son's forehead.

"I have no idea. Can't remember about doing anything different or stupid." Zayn dries his eyes on the towel.

"Do you think it could affect your asthma?"

"It already is, I guess." He is sniffly, needing so much to blow his nose on the sink.

"You're 39°C, you have to take an antipyretic. God bless you." Trisha says to Zayn's pre-sneeze face.

"Hahh… ESHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH! HAERRSHHH! HAEEESHHH! I need to lay back down." He asks kinda panting. "I'm already short of breath."

"C’mon." Says the mom, guiding her son back to the living room. “Where's your inhaler?"

"In my room." He sits down on the sofa trying to keep things under control.

"Water?" Doniya asks before catching a glass for her brother. "Keep breathing calmly, OK? No hurry. You're gonna be fine."

"Thanks, Don." Zayn drinks his water slowly.

"Did Liam tell you how long he will be here?"

"Around twenty minutes. Oh, I didn't text him, do you remember how many milligrams?"

"Send him your medicine prescription."

"HAERSHHH! HAERSHHH! HAERSHEEW! OK." These sneezes come uncovered.

ZAYN: *2 docs*

LEEYUM: I was about to ask, I'm on the way

ZAYN: hurry please

"I took a while because you hid it." Trisha says returning to the living room. "I found out what caused you this shit."

"What is this?" He grabs the medicine, breathless, but doesn't use it immediately.

"That blanket you chose is exactly the one that is moldy, I don't know how you didn't feel bad in the middle of the night."

"I did. That's why my inhaler was under my pillow." Zayn coughs a bit more on his elbow, then tries to drink more water. He's able to hear his chest wheezing.

"Why didn't you wake Waliyha up, you maniac?" Doniya sits down by her brother's side.

"It wasn't too much." Zayn shrugs. "I just want my medicine to come."

"Still short of breath?" Trisha picks the empty cup from the boy's hand.

"Yeah, trying to keep it under control." He yawns.

"Want more water?"

Zayn is about to answer, but he starts to feel his nose tingling insistently. He almost has no time to prepare himself for the explosion about to happen:

"HAERSHHH! HAERSHHH! HAERSHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH! ESHEEW! ESHEEW! ESHEEW! HAERSHEEW!" Malik amends in a barking coughing fit.

At every sneezing fit that hitted him while Liam wasn't there, harder it got to breathe and keep things under control. Even if Zayn didn't want to use his inhaler again, it was going to be unavoidable. Especially when he stopped to feel the air coming in. He took two puffs.

"Any better, Sun?" Trisha asks, handing his son another glass of water.

"Not too much." He is trying to take deep breaths, stills wheezing.

"Fresh air." Doniya opens the balcony door so the air can circulate. "Gonna bring you a blanket."

Zayn is feeling miserable. His chest feels heavy as hell, even after a corticosteroid dose, but all he can do for now is… wait. That's why he rests his head on the sofa, thanking his sister for bringing him his pillow and a clean blanket.

Just to blink his eyes it's too much effort 'cause of his exhaustion. Malik just wants these symptoms to get away, to leave him alone!

Then someone blessedly knocks the door.

"Great news." Doniya says before opening the door to greet her brother-in-law. "Hey, come in."

"Hey- whoa." Payne looks shocked with his boyfriend's situation. "I bring your remedy, pookie."

"Thank you, Liam." Trisha thanks the boy with a side hug, quickly opening the package to medicate her son. "Go ahead, sunshine. You'll get better soon."

Zayn just swallows a pill then a dose of syrup before getting back at the same position he was, not even able to greet his boyfriend properly. The brown haired guy, even if he is in doubt, takes a seat right next to him to interlace their fingers.

"What 's going on?" Payne needs to know, asking no one in particular.

"His asthma is bad, he must be trying not to use the inhaler again." Says Doniya

Liam nods, feeling his heart breaking in pieces. Searching for some comfort, he embraces Malik’s shoulders with an arm.

"Hey, angel." Zayn says to his boyfriend, asking for a kiss on his right temple. "Thank you SO much."

"Feeling a little better for now?"

"Yeah. Just, you know, waiting for the medicine to kill this mess." Sniffles. "Until then, I’ll keep sneezing from time to time. I can't stifle today, so… be prepared-” His breath starts to hitch again.

“Your sneezes don't bother me, it doesn't matter how big they sound. That's OK, and bless you.” Liam says in anticipation, softly playing with Zayn's hair.

"I have to sneeze- Hahhh… Hahhh- HAERRSHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH! ESHHH!... HAERRSHHEEW!" All of them are muffled inside the blanket.

"Lord have mercy!" Says Trisha from the kitchen.

"Thank you, guys." Zayn blows his nose harshly.

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let me know what you're thinking, i'm curious! and thank you for reading :)

[gungemastersblog]

(hoping to turn this into a series of short stories please comment on who should be next)

Gunge master trash's celebritys josh Richards gets snotted

Gungmaster was a a huge fan of gunge and humiltion he was unhappy that cocky male celebs were getting away with getting gunged so he was going to do something about it he was going to do it himself he wore a mask like a super hero and was going to take them all down but who would be first

Gungmaster had made a list of people who dersved to be punished next to them was what punishment he was going to do to them

While he was trying to make up his mind to who was First he was watching the kids choice awards he saw josh Richards say "IAM not up for being slimed"

A huge grin appeared on his face he was going to slime this guy good he knew he worked out at a local gym so that's where he would get him

Gungmaster sneaked into the gym locker room he had two men with him that he had payed to be his sidekicks for the day

Josh  had just finished working out he came in and took his top off and his shoes and socks

Josh took his shorts of he was just in his white pants now he went over to the mirror and flexed in the mirror as gungmaster and the men put rubber gloves in ready to cover every inch of josh in snot they went behind Josh l  the men were holding a snot pie each

As Josh lexed his muscles in the mirror he saw gungmaster and the men behind him "what the hell" he said but then before he could turn round the. Two men slammed their pies into his cute bum josh let out a huge fart and a moarn as it happened and he cringed as his white pants got covered in green gunk the men rubbed it around his bum too

Josh turned around he said "what is going on" but gungmaster smashed his pie into josh with a splat his face got covered in stinky slimey snot it was like boggies josh gasped in shock and started shaking in shame

What is this stuff he said but gungmaster didn't say anything he just grabbed another pie and slammed josh's face done into it with another splat and left face back up gungmaster  stepped back as then the two men picked up a bucket of snot each gungmaster clicked his fingers for the two men to dump their buckets on Josh

They poured the bucket were poured on to his face at same time the snot slowly poured over his boyish face it ozzed over his body too when it was over he looked like somone had snezzzed on him

It was made worse by the men rubbing it in to his hair Turing it into a gloopy mess

Next the men left his arm up to show off his arm pits and then gungmaster rubbed snot into them josh let out a moarn as his pits got covered he cringed as it made his armpit hairs stick together

Gungmaster grabbed another bucket of snot he poured this one into the back on josh's underwear his butt cheeks were green and slimy now

then the men give him a huge wedgie josh screamed like a girl as snot went all over his bum the men started giving him a bouncing wedgie josh was bouncing in the air screaming then his pants ripped and he fell to the floor he was naked now gungmaster told the men to hold him down on his stomach while he covers more of him in snot

First gungmaster poured a bucket of the stuff all over josh's bare bum making sure it was completely covered

Gungmaster went to his feet and poured snot on his toes gungmaster rubbed the snot in good each toe was green they looked so slimey and gross now and smelly

Ok guys turn him on his back the men did and held him down

Gungmaster started pouring snot all over his body his chest legs and even his dick were covered

Then gungmaster poured a whole bucket onto josh's face then he poured three more on to his face you couldn't even see his face now it was snotty blob it was so bad josh was almost sick

The men and gungmaster stepped back from him now

Josh layed on the floor panting and gasping for breath he looked up and the three guys had horse pipes

"No more please" josh said as he got hosed down with the most stinky snotty slime ever there so much of it he was swimming in the stuff

When it was over josh wouldn't even be seen he was lost under layers and layers of snot not even four showers would wash all of this off or take away the smell

There was one last punsinsment for josh he was picked up and taken to a huge tank of snot and thrown in he went right under he would be let out later that day leaving him squriming in the snot he was a laughing stock now he would never live this every five minutes more snott would fall onto him

When josh finally got out gungmaster took a selfie with him and put it all over his social media josh was called the snot boy for weeks

Gungmaster told him to tell the world that he was coming for bad boy and cocky celebrities

Josh did a interview when he told everyone one that as he did a bucked of slime poured onto his face

After this josh wasn't seen for a long time

Gungmaster smiled and look at his list so who's next ........

[sailorsenshishitposter]

Cock and ball torture, Wikipedia the free encyclopedia

Warning for cursed smut including being fisted with a drawf gekko arm

You were new to the world of BDSM but frankly you were excited to have your first session with a dominatrix. You got ready and then headed off. You pulled up to a rather nice building. "This better be worth all that money I spent. I guess I should just be glad that she isn't doing this out of some crackhouse in a bad part of town."

You went into the building and knocked on her room number. Out came a tan woman with large breasts who was wearing nothing but a latex bodysuit. "I take it you are the client?" You gulped and nodded. "I'm here to see mistress Mistral." She waived her hand dismissively and walked away. "Oui, oui, just come in."

"First let us get down to business." She pulled out a massive stack of papers. "Stop looking at me like that. These are liability waivers. I'll need you to sign them for consent purposes." This killed what arousal you had already built up. You groaned and started to go though each contract manually. This was going to be a long night.

It was now three hours later. "Are we done yet?" The woman giggled. "You really are cute. Just lie down over there for me." You were happy to oblige and plopped yourself down. "Should I take off my clothes now?" You felt a small sting and then noticed that she had whipped you. "You are going to let me take care of you, do you understand?" You gave her a nod. "Good. Now let's get you into something more comfortable."

To say this hadn't been what you were expecting was an understatement. You were now on all fours wearing nothing but a diaper, dog ears and a shirt that read "mommies little cum dumpster". You were mortified but also ashamed to admit that this was the most turned on you had been in months. Mistral gave you a pat on the bum and then said "Who's my good little boy?"

You admitted this was awkward but you had spent your money and would try your best to enjoy it. "I am!" She spanked you. "Wrong. Dogs do not talk. Now what were you saying?" You weren't sure how to respond to that. "Um... woof... woof?" She patted your head. "What a good doggie. You learn tricks so easily. I think that deserves a reward no?" You didn't say anything and nodded your head, hoping it would be allowed.

She then promptly pulled out a bag of IAMS dog food and then poured it neatly into a dog dish. She placed it in front of you. "Normally I would give chocolate but that would kill you and we wouldn't want that now would we?" She chuckled. Did this woman have a strange sense of humor or did she really think you were a dog? In the end it didn't matter as you refused to eat the bowl in front of you.

"You do not like it? You ungrateful little shit! Prepare yourself mon gars. This will be the worst spanking of your life!" She pulled off the diaper. "Do your worst!" you thought. She then began to whip you without mercy. Fifteen minutes later and you had become a sobbing mess. You broke down within the first minute, profusely apologizing. By now you were begging for forgiveness for the most mundane things like that spider you killed when you were twelve.

"Pleeeeaaasssseeeee, I'm sorry mommy!" She put her whip down. "There, there. I think you have learned your lesson. Now tell me, have you ever been pegged?" You answered honestly and said no. "Well then, you are in for a treat. Now try to relax." You felt something cold near your anus. "It is alright, breathe." You heard her squeeze a bottle of something and then felt the liquid wash over you.

You then realized what was prodding you back there was a metallic finger. Before you could question it she replied "Don't think about it." and then slipped said finger inside. You moaned in ecstasy and it was probably for the best that you listened to her words or you would have noticed two large, robot arms hooked together.

She then hit the turbo button and it began to vibrate like a hitachi wand. You were drooling. "I think it is time to put it into overdrive." She made a clenched hand motion with it and you were now being fisted. She had pushed too harshly though and now you had a donut shaped hole with your intestines spilling out. You were panicking. "What do we do!"

She flipped her hair. "Legally I am required to do nothing since you signed those liability waivers. You should probably think about going to the hospital before you die. Now leave my apartment, you're staining it with blood." You screamed "WHAT!?" and nearly fainted. She gave you a doggie bag to hold all of your intestines and then kicked you out of her apartment.

You made it outside but then realized that you didn't have enough money left to cover the medical bills. "Fuck this! I'll just staple it all back in together and use some gorilla glue!" You were now on your way to Wal-Mart. She closed her door and then began counting today's earnings. "Ha! What an imbecile!"

[openiam]

DORA Isn’t Just a Regulation; It’s a Reality Check. 

And OpenIAM Is the edge you didn’t know you needed. 

If you’re in finance, you already know this: we’re living in a world where the biggest risk isn’t bad investment—it’s digital fragility. 

Your systems go down. Your vendor gets breached. Your customers can’t transact.  And suddenly? You’re not a financial institution. You’re a headline. 

That’s the world DORA was born into. 

So... What Is DORA, Really? 

Let’s skip the legalese. The Digital Operational Resilience Act (DORA) is the EU’s way of saying: 

“Hey financial sector, prove to us that when something breaks, you won’t.” 

It’s bold. It’s wide-reaching. And since January 17, 2025, it’s non-negotiable. 

DORA applies to: 

Banks 

Insurance firms 

Investment managers 

Fintech companies 

Crypto platforms 

And yes, every third-party tech vendor in that stack 

This isn’t about patching servers anymore. It’s about proving your entire digital house is in order, inside and out. 

The Uncomfortable Truth? Most Orgs Aren’t Even Close. 

We’ve talked to CIOs, CISOs, and compliance leads across Europe. Here’s what they admit when the cameras are off: 

“We still onboard users manually.” 

“Third-party access? Honestly? We track it in Excel.” 

“Access reviews are... a mess.” 

Sound familiar? 

The thing is, DORA doesn’t care if your systems are “legacy.”  It doesn’t care how hard you’re trying.  It cares that you’re ready. 

Which brings us to OpenIAM. 

OpenIAM Is Not Just Another IAM Platform 

It’s a wake-up call, in shape of a platform. 

OpenIAM exists for one reason: to give control back to organizations struggling to govern who gets access to what, and how long they keep it. 

Identity Governance That’s Not an Afterthought 

With OpenIAM, user onboarding isn’t a week-long ticket in IT’s queue. It’s automated, policy-driven, and risk-aware. 

Leave a team? Change departments? Contract ends?  Access revokes itself. No more ghost accounts. No more “oops, we forgot.” 

Access Reviews That Don’t Break Your Brain 

Access certifications are often just rubber stamps.  OpenIAM flips the script with: 

Clear dashboards 

Delegated workflows 

Exception handling 

One-click reports for auditors who want proof, not promises   

Third-Party Access You Can Actually See 

You trust your vendors. Until one of their users still has admin access six months after the project ends. 

OpenIAM lets you treat vendors like real users, onboard them fast, limit their access, and shut the door when they’re done. 

Your supply chain isn’t just a vulnerability. With OpenIAM, it becomes part of your defence strategy. 

Contextual, Real-Time Access Control 

Imagine a system smart enough to say: 

“This login attempts from an intern in Romania at 3AM looks suspicious.” 

OpenIAM integrates with your SIEM/SOC stack to flag odd behaviour, enforce context-aware policies, and stop the “we never saw it coming” excuses. 

🇪🇺 EU Hosting, EU Trust 

Data sovereignty isn’t just legal fluff; it’s peace of mind.  OpenIAM, via Identihost, offers EU-based cloud hosting for customers who take compliance seriously, and understand regulators will, too. 

Let’s Be Clear: This Isn’t Just About Checking Boxes 

You can duct-tape a solution together and technically pass an audit. 

Or, you can build a real digital resilience strategy that: 

Scales with your org 

Makes life easier for your teams 

Impresses regulators 

And reduces your risk 

OpenIAM isn’t here to help you survive DORA.  It’s here to help you turn DORA into a strategic win. 

Still Not Convinced? Here’s What the “After” Looks Like: 

No more overnight scrambles before audits 

No more wondering “Who still has access to that?” 

No more email threads asking, “Did we remove the vendor?” 

Just visibility, control, and calm. 

And that might be the biggest win of all, peace of mind. 

Ready to Turn DORA from a Threat into a Triumph? 

Start your compliance journey with a partner who gets it and gets you.  Discover the OpenIAM advantage 

[movers-packers-in-dubai]

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[xingxeng]

TEMP - 01/EP - 05

These texts I'm posting here were already ready, but I didn't know whether to keep them offline, put them on paper, or post them somewhere! Anyway, I put them here! I don't know why I remembered Tumblr! It's been a long time since I last logged into Tumblr. And look, here I am, haha.

My topic right now is mental health. I don’t know why I decided to write about this, but it’s a conversation I think I need to have with myself. For months, my mental health wasn’t good! I, personally, am someone who takes on other people's pain, and I think that’s why I ended up hurting myself a lot and becoming very shaken.

Okay, but let’s start from the beginning, Bianca!

Well, it all started when I left school and entered the graphic design field! My journey into adulthood began! And you think you’re prepared for adulthood, but you’re not! You will never be!

Anyway, at work, I would think to myself, “I’m going to give my best.” And I really did! I did more than I should have, never missed a day, never arrived late, took courses to improve in my profession. I dedicated myself so much, so much, that I built my whole life around the incredible word RESPONSIBILITY! And so I made my days go one after the other. My hobbies, my social life? Well, forget it! When you are too focused on something and giving your all, leisure gets pushed aside. And that’s what I feared: falling into the damn routine!

What I want to say is that we only have one life! Have fun, laugh, play, love, cry when necessary, but never limit yourselves! I know what I’m talking about, especially because when my anxiety hit and my mind wasn’t in the best place, I realized how much I suffered and simply didn’t tell anyone. I closed myself off, didn’t talk to anyone. I was drowning, and guess what? I was the one doing this to myself. I thought, “Only I can get myself out of this damn loop.” And that’s what I did! I’m much better now!

I quit my job, dropped out of college, haha. That college wasn’t what I really wanted! I was putting myself in the cage of the system. People are trapped in perfect lives! THAT DOESN’T EXIST! Get off TikTok, Twitter, Instagram, and go see the sun shine on a beautiful afternoon. Go play soccer, read a book, go to a park. You know, don’t mess with your head! Not everything is worth the stress!

TRADUÇÃO:

Esses textos que estou postando aqui já estavam prontos, mas eu não sabia se deveria mantê-los offline, colocá-los no papel ou postá-los em algum lugar! De qualquer forma, eu os coloquei aqui! Não sei por que me lembrei do Tumblr! Faz tanto tempo que não faço login no Tumblr. E olha, aqui estou eu, kkkkk.

Meu tema agora é saúde mental. Não sei por que decidi escrever sobre isso, mas é uma conversa que acho que preciso ter comigo mesma. Durante meses, minha saúde mental não estava boa! Eu, pessoalmente, sou alguém que absorve a dor dos outros, e acho que é por isso que acabei me machucando muito e ficando bastante abalada.

Ok, mas vamos começar do começo, Bianca!

Bem, tudo começou quando eu saí da escola e entrei na área de design gráfico! Minha jornada para a vida adulta começou! E você pensa que está preparada para a vida adulta, mas não está! Você nunca estará!

Enfim, no trabalho, eu pensava comigo mesma: “Vou dar o meu melhor.” E eu realmente dei! Fiz mais do que deveria, nunca faltava, nunca chegava atrasada, fiz cursos para me aprimorar na profissão. Me dediquei tanto, tanto, que construí toda a minha vida em torno da incrível palavra RESPONSABILIDADE! E assim, meus dias iam passando um após o outro. Meus hobbies, minha vida social? Bem, esqueça! Quando você está muito focada em algo e se entregando de corpo e alma, o lazer fica de lado. E isso era o que eu temia: cair na maldita rotina!

O que quero dizer é que só temos uma vida! Divirta-se, ria, brinque, ame, chore quando necessário, mas nunca se limite! Eu sei do que estou falando, especialmente porque quando minha ansiedade bateu e minha mente não estava no melhor lugar, percebi o quanto eu sofria e simplesmente não contava a ninguém. Eu me fechei, não falava com ninguém. Eu estava me afogando, e adivinha? Eu era a única fazendo isso comigo mesma. Eu pensei: “Só eu posso me tirar desse maldito ciclo.” E foi isso que eu fiz! Estou muito melhor agora!

Eu pedi demissão, abandonei a faculdade kkkkkk Aquela faculdade não era o que eu realmente queria! Eu estava me colocando na jaula do sistema. As pessoas estão presas em vidas perfeitas! ISSO NÃO EXISTE! Desça do TikTok, Twitter, Instagram e vá ver o sol brilhar em uma bela tarde. Vá jogar futebol, ler um livro, ir a um parque. Sabe, não complique a sua cabeça! Nem tudo vale o estresse!

-Bianca Silva

[brendashmenda]

OMG YES GERMAN ARMIN BRAINROT IAM DYING

*whispers*: he dirty talking in german thooo😩😩😩💦

Ok ok so I got multiple asks about german speaking Armin but imma just respond to this one but yall out there know that this is in response to you too!! <3

So before I get into this I feel like I should defo credit @lemonpika one of my fav writers cause that little bit where I mentioned he would say things softly in German was 100% inspired by one of her drabbles. But it’s literally the best idea, and has so much potential, so I just had to run with it ;)

Ah yes so Armin usually speaks speaks in your language when conversing to you, and then what he’ll say in German is what he’s too embarrassed to say directly to you. So in other words, what he usually says in German tends to be on the dirty side. (i dont speak German, and i don’t trust google translate at all lmao, but it’s all I got so here we go)

he whispers lovingly into your ear, “du bist so hübsch, alles bereit für mich” as he traces his fingertips over your inner thighs, rubbing careful circles.

and when your fingers tighten into his blonde locks, you can hear his breaths getting heavier, a muted “Scheiße, weißt du nicht, was du mit mir machst?” escaping form his lips, and then a little, “yeah, you know,” with a chuckle as he presses his lips to your forehead.

and then when you’re just making a mess on his fingers, throwing your head back against a pillow, he can’t help but say “was für eine hübsche schlampe“ and then he’s internally cringing, face heating up and turning a pretty pink, as he buries his face in your shoulder, hiding from view. its embarrassing that he let it slip out, but at least he didn’t say it in English.

what I hope are the proper-ish translations:

du bist so hübsch, alles bereit für mich- you’re so pretty, all ready for me

Scheiße, weißt du nicht, was du mit mir machst?- fuck, don’t you know what you do to me?

was für eine hübsche schlampe- what a pretty slut

[freddyjumpi2nd]

Amphibia x NB!READER:

Chapter 3-Trip to the Library.

—

A/N: This chapter also contains Abuse

You woke up, you didn't remember what exactly dreamt of, but if you had to guess it was your brain trying to process the events of yesterday.

It still stung, you always knew that he hated you, but him blaming you for your Mothers death and him punching you so hard that your Nose started to bleed was new.

You decided to take your phone that was laying on the drawer right next to you.

Some Time on the Internet surely will help you forget it.

Opening your phone you saw that it was Saturday 11AM, meaning that today was no school.

So you could spend the entire day in your room and maybe chat with Anne, to get to know her better.

You first decided to go to your favourite toxic mess of a platform, „Tweeter". Toxic as shit, but you still liked it.

There you found the occasional tweet debating wether doing something that's completely harmless is actually racist,

Or the typical tweet of a Conservative politican who thinks that LGBTQ+ people should be exterminated, classic Tweeter.

After scrolling through some meaningless Tweets, you stop at a of someone with the @GoodWitchLuzura.

Posted just 10 Minutes ago.

"I still can't get over how awesome

the "The Good Witch Azura" Books are.

Probably the best Fantasy Book with Witches in it!

I don't wanna spoil anything, so please go read it!"

Hmm, maybe reading a book could be nice for once. You could probably find this book at the local Library and read it there and not borrow it. Because why waste Money on borrowing it when it can be read there for free?

With all these thoughts, you were convinced to do it.

You stood up from your Bed and went to the door of your room, unlocking it.

Not bothering with showering and putting on different clothes.

Unlocking the Door, you decided to head to the Kitchen first, in order to eat something.

On your way to the Kitchen you saw the Bottle of your favourite Soda that you took from the fridge from yesterday. That You dropped when your father punched your nose.

You picked it up, deciding to put it into the fridge again, since it isn't cold anymore, like how you usually like it.

Once at the fridge, you open it putting the Soda back in.

You were about to take a food of your choice but hesitated.

You all of a sudden lost your appetite for eating something.

As if you were hungry but couldn't eat.

You decided to close the fridge, you could always eat something later.

Now that you were done with that, you could head out to the Library.

Well almost, surely your Father probably would get mad again if you left.

Maybe leaving a Note could be a good idea?

Its worth a try at least. Quickly you went to a Drawer in the Kitchen and opened it, there you saw many things, none of which where important enough to mention.

You just took a pen and a small paper that could stick to a wall.

You quickly wrote down on the pen.

„Iam gonna be out of the house, mostly at the Library."

-(Y/N)

Once done, you put the paper on the fridge and now went to the door to leave the house.

Quickly putting on shoes, you were now ready to go find that book!

One Walk to the Library later…

Now you were at the Library. Looking around for the, "The Good Witch Azura" book.

Walking for a bit you arrive at the Fantasy Section.

Now to look for where the Book can be found.

The Books here are sorted Alphabetically sorted. So it should be with the other Books that start with "T" unless this Library is ignoring the "T" and put it with the Books that start with a "G".

Only one way to find out. You decided first to check out if it was with the Books that start with a G.

Hmmm, after looking for a while you could not find it. Seems like this Library did indeed put it with the "T" Books.

Which makes you wonder, why did your Brain even come with the Idea that it could be with the „G"?

Eh, better to just go look for Book instead of questioning your own Brain.

After a Short walk, you reached the section of Books that start with „T".

„The Good Witch Azura, The Good Witch Azura The Good Witch Azura"

You mumbled to yourself, trying to find it. 

After a while of looking you found it!

Well, you found Volume 2-5. but weirdly enough... Volume 1 was missing.

Looks like someone already borrowed it.

Fuck.

You couldn't really just go back home, well you could. But you didn't wanna.

You decided to just find a place where you could sit down and chill for a bit.

Where you could look at some random Videos on Toob or something.

You walked for about 7 Seconds until you found a place to sit down. It was a BeanBag Chair, well two to be exact, one was already taken by someone.

The Sight of the BeanBag Chair made you happy.

They were always really comfortable and gave you the feeling that you had a partner who was holding you in their arms. Something you always craved but never got.

You sat down on it. About to open your phone to do whatever, maybe read a x reader fanfic of your fictional crush, so you could pretend for this relationship to be somewhat real even if you know it's impossible for it to actually be real.

However, before you did that, your eyes noticed that the person besides you was the person reading the Good With Azura Book you wanted to read.

Asking for it probably wouldn't help, she would probably wanna read it for herself.

The Person looked like a girl, she had short shiny Black Hair with a Green Hair Clip on it.

She also has Black Eyes, but everyone has those in this universe.

As for clothes:

She was wearing a Saint James Middle School Jacket with a green skirt.

She also wore grey socks with brown Shoes.

Pretty she was, in your eyes.

Your staring however did not go unnoticed.

The Girl looked right back at you. She had a confused expression on her face.

"Umm, can I help you?"

She asked, not knowing how to handle the fact that you were staring at her.

You snapped back to reality.

"Oh, I'm terribly sorry. It's just that the Book you are reading right now is the Book I wanted to read so I looked at you because you were the one who had it."

You replied awkwardly with a hand on your neck.

She looked down at the Book.

"Oh that? I've read that one multiple times I could give it to you right now."

She replied casually, stretching her hand with the open Book out to you.

Well that was easy.

"Thanks!"

You replied cheerfully.

"No problem. I liked Volume 2 more anyways."

She says with a smile.

You stretched out your free hand to her.

"I'm (Y/N) (L/N), nice to meet you."

You greeted cheerfully.

She took your hand.

"I'm Marcy Wu, nice to meet you as well."

She replied cheerfully, shaking your hand.

"So uh, what exactly is this book about? I've only seen someone recommended it online."

You asked awkwardly.

Marcy widened her eyes, looking shocked.

"WHAT? YOU NEVER READ THE GOOD WITCH AZURA BOOKS?!?"She yelled as she put both of her hands on your shoulder and shook your body.

You put your hands on her shoulders

to stop her from doing that.

"Marcy Stop!"

You also quickly let out.

She indeed did stop when you did that and told her to stop.

Now the two of you just looked at each other dead quietly. Hands still on the shoulder of the other.

A Blush came across Both on your and Marcy's face.

You two quickly let go of the other and looked the other way.

"S-Sorry, I just really love these Books, soI'm always shocked whenever someone didn't read those."

You turned back to face her, you looked at her sympathetically.

"Hey it's fine, just don't do I again when I encounter a new franchise that you know of but I don't ."

You joked.

Marcy let out a laugh.

"No worries won't happen again."

She replied.

Marcy then stood up from the BeanBag Chair, going somewhere.

Just As you were about to go read the book.

"Where are you going?"

You asked her, looking up from the Book to her face.

"I'll just go quickly grab Volume 2. Don't worry it won't take long.

You smiled and gave her a nod.  The Good Witch Azura Books were close to here, so close in fact that you actually could see Marcy when she took volume 2 out of the shelf.

You could also hear Marcy return quickly, she sat down on the Beanbag chair next to you.

She opened the book in her hand to read it.

You did the same with the book in your hand.

Time to finally read that Book and see if it really is as good as these two say it is.

Time skip has been brought to you by:

Marcy being your Romantic Interest for  this Fanfic! :D

You just finished reading the Good Witch Azura book. You needed about 2 Hours and 30 minute, and wow.

You were impressed by how amazing it was.

You closed the Book and turned to Marcy. She already moved on from Volume 2 and was now reading Volume 3.

You put a hand on her shoulder.

Your eyes widened and you smiled.

Marcy turned to look at you, because  you put your hand on her shoulder.

"This Book was..."

"AWESOME!"You yelled.

Causing people in the Library to do the

"Shhh" thing.

Weird that no one cared when Marcy yelled.

Marcy had a smile on her face.

"Really?"

She asked, sounding hopeful.

"Yes, really! I'm gonna start with Volume 2 right now!"

You said with excitement, taking the book, which was laying next to the BeanBag Chair she was sitting on.

She didn't put it back in the shelf when she finished reading it.

Probably in hopes that you would read it in case you liked the first one.

Which you did.

Let's see how the rest of the Books hold up compared to the first one.

Time skip brought you by:

Marcy deserving to be treated so much better by Sasha and Anne.

It was now late, 7pm to be exact, 10 minutes before 8pm. You have read all the Good Witch Azura Books.

They were awesome and emotionally damaging.

You and Marcy were geeking out about these books. Managing to develop strong friendship.

Stronger the the one you formed with Sasha, and you couldn't even call Anne a friend, you barley interacted with each other.

But Marcy? Yeah, you could call her your Best Friend already even if you only knew her for a few hours.

However, all things must come to an end.

Because the Library will close when it's 8pm.

You looked Marcy in the eyes, all of a sudden getting more nervous.

You wanted to exchange phone numbers with her, but why did you get so nervous all of a sudden?

You weren't like this when you exchanged numbers with Sasha or Anne.

"So, uh... Marcy."

You spoke, Marcy looked at you.

"Yeees?"

She replied, innocently with a smile.

You closed your right eye.

"Umm.. do you maybe wanna, uh.. exchange Phone numbers?"

The last three words were spoken in a higher tone than the other ones.

Marcy smiled.

"Sure! I would absolutely love to!

We could read even more books next time!

I even know exactly what!"

She replied energetically.

You smiled as well.

"Great! I'll show you my phone number then."

You replied, pulling your phone out of your pocket. Opening it and opening your contacts, to show your phone numbers.

You then turned your phone around for Marcy to see.

She pulled out her phone and typed in your phone number. Really fast in fact.

Once done, Marcy turned around her phone for you to save her phone number.

You quickly did that. Not as fast as Marcy but still relatively fast.

You then stood up from the BeanBag Chair.

"I'll be going Home now. It was nice to meet you, can't wait to meet again."

You said, stretching your legs because you were sitting a bit too long in the same position.

„Oh, Umm. Okay. See ya!"

She replied cheerfully.

„Bye!"

You quickly added, now on your way back home.

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Back at home, you put your shoes off.

Hoping that your note convinced your father to not punch you again.

You  were about to head to the Kitchen, since haven't eaten anything or drank anything for the entire day.

But you stopped when you saw your father there.

He was holding a Bottle of... Beer?

Was he drunk?

You were now a bit scared. If he was willing to punch you when he was sober for not telling you where you were, was he gonna be any different drunk even though you left a note?

That answer was gonna come now.

Because he was approaching you.

You were shaking. You are your best to remain calm. But it was hard.

„H-Hey dad!"

You greeted nervously.

He responded immediately.

„Don't Even fucking try to and act nice with me!"

He yelled. His voice sounded venomous.

„You may have left a Note saying that you were out in the Library. BUT I ALSO NEED TO KNOW FOR HOW LONG YOU WILL BE THERE YOU FUCKING IDIOT!“

You were  shaking, tears threatening to shed. You were about to respond but got interrupted.

Not by him yelling.

By him smashing the Beer Bottle over your face.

He then immediately just left, as if nothing happened.

You dropped to your knees and screamed.

You were in Pain. There were several scratch marks on the right side and of your face.

Blood coming out from the bigger ones.

Why? Why did he all of a sudden become so violent? Sure he hated you, you knew that.

But where did this Violence come from? Was he bottling it up? Was it because he was drunk?

Did he loose his job?

So many questions and no answers.

All you could do was cry and walk to your room. Slowly.

It took a while but you were finally in your room.

You immediately went to your Bed, not bothering to lock the Door this time.

Was this how things will be from now on?

Violence everytime you return home from doing something?

Your thoughts got interrupted by the sound of a Notification from your phone which was in your pocket.

You pulled it out, to see it was a message  from a unknown number.

You tapped on the Notification to open your messaging op to read the full message.

202-555-181: Hey there (Y/N), it's me Anne! You know,  the girl you briefly met when you and Sasha were at Thai Go.

I decided to message you since you didn't message me!

Oh, it's just Anne, you didn't even properly save her number on your phone, just took a photo.

You quickly corrected that, now her actual name would be shown.

But what did she want? You weren't currently in the best mood. So you didn't really wanna talk. But on the other hand you don't wanna be rude to her just because your father decided to become a violent asshole.

Eh, I'll just try to make this convo as short as possible.

(Y/N): Hey Anne. Nice that you messaged me. Any specific reason why?

She replied pretty fast.

Anne: I in fact do. (Except for the fact that I just wanted to) Me and Sasha came up with the Idea of hanging out with all three of us and another friend of ours.

Anne: Her name is Marcy. Idk if you know her.

Huh, what a coincidence that she is mentioning the person I just met today.

(Y/N): Funny that you mention that, I just met her just today, lol.

(Y/N): Ignore the second "just".

(Y/N): But yeah sure. I would like to. When and where and how long exactly?

Anne: Tomorrow at around 3pm at the playground. Maybe for 2-4 hours? Idk.

Okay, would be better to have a exact time frame but better than nothing I guess.

You thought.

(Y/N): okay. I'll see you guys tomorrow then. Goodnight.

You were about to close your phone to sleep but got another notification.

Anne: Goodnight? Dude, don't tell me you actually are already going to sleep!😂

"Oh fuck off. I get to sleep when I want."

You quietly let out.

(Y/N): Yes iam, goodnight!

You then closed your phone, ignoring the incoming messages coming your phone. From Anne trying to keep you awake.

At least this night wasn't completely gonna be full of you thinking about the violence you to received tonight.

You at least hoped so.

[tsunderedoctor]

Alright, this is my first time submitting a request, I hope I do it right 😄: could you write a sanjixreader where the weather is really hot so everyone is outside in swimsuit, and it is the first time sanji sees y/n in a really tight bikini bc why not (may I have a little blushing mess sanji when y/n ask him for a refreshing drink please?). There, I hope you'll be inspired enough to write it 😃 (if you don't it's okay 🏌)

You're perfectly fine, love!! I am honored to be your first request! I hope I do your ask justice!!💞💞

Babe Below~!

Vinsmoke Sanji

He could finally die a happy man now, the most beautiful scene graced his eyes and has left his speechless. A man such as himself, cannot be worthy of such beauty. 

Feeling his eyes on you, you blushed a bit and crossed your arms over your chest, having to borrow one of Nami’s swimsuits was a bit embarrassing on its own, but seeing Sanji lovestruck took things to a whole new level.

Sighing, you grabbed a shawl and sat next to the man as you wrapped yourself up, feeling less naked than before.

 “Do you want me to get you something to drink, y/n-swan?”

Smiling you shook your head as the man continued to stare at you with hearts in his, slowly getting used to his affection.

“I’m fine with whatever you have for now, but maybe later we could go swimming?”

The blond nodded fervently as he handed you a glass, ready to do whatever you asked of him. Giggling at his reaction, you shook your head once more before putting on some sun shades. 

“Actually, there is something I need you to do for me, are you up for the challenge.” You quirked a brow at the man, while he stood proudly, ready to be at your beck and call.

“Anything for you, my love!”

Nodding, you smiled once more before handing him a bottle. He looked at it with confusion, before watching you turn on your stomach, moving your hair to the side. Gripping the bottle of sun lotion tightly, Sanji did his best to cover his nose bleed. He truly wasn’t worth of such beauty! 

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[sizzlingpatrolfox]

noone is thinking tae is with famous girl idol and feeding tkkrs aka jk another famous idol….

he gets slice of both fds…meaning more following, more people tuned into his boring ass music, more money, more fame!!!! this disgusts me sm, no matter how much i think i shouldn't get into anti/dislike whateva mode i cant help! :3 i saw his pattern ever since its2 bam n his pic was released and told to my frnd that we get to see tkk more n more and literally saw him mentioning jk and even showed how they are together etc which made me think im right & after taennie video n ysday his namedropping jk, then those kakao chat room he visits yeww iam DONE with him. im also thinking about jk hmm how he is also fine with all this shit! maybe partners-in-crime is best word. Looks like 2guys messed up sm that other guy is getting bashing lnr from his sexuality to career!!! i can never accept such ppl who knows what fans are saying and then proceed to do shit as though they dgaf. i saw a twt acc which actually made some sense how idols are with their colleagues and they are ready to throw them under bus just to get that nr1 level.

It's okay. You're allowed to not like Taehyung, not liking him doesn't make you an anti. He probably doesn't care that you don't like him, anyways.

I don't have much to say about this... My personal opinion is that Jungkook is okay with all of it because he doesn't have any responsability towards Jimin; they're not dating, they're just friends so he doesn't have to respond or draw boundaries in the way that a partner would stablish.

I agree that Taehyung will actually benefit from this, even if he confirms the relationship. Some fans will leave for sure but not all and some others will say he's being forced by contract or something and the pity parties will begin, and even shippers will stay to support him; they have already turned him into a victim and are being extra about their likes on his posts because they think he should be shown more support in this very gruesome time of his life where he gets to have sex with a hot woman. Pray for Taehyung 😢

But he is not going to confirm in the foreseeable future, so he will keep benefitting from the support of those who believe he's dating Jungkook, and those who know he's dating Jennie.

Jennie has by farrr a wider audience; blackpink were never confined to the kpop world and the group the way BTS were. They've had their solo debuts years ago, fashion gigs, Jennie and Jisoo have had acting roles. Jennie's audience is potentially a whole different and new audience for Taehyung too.

[afriendlyblackhottie]

Presents

Summary: it’s the day after Christmas and you still needed to give Chris his present.

Pairing: husband!Chris Evans x Black!Wife!Reader

Warnings: smut, anal, blowjob, squirting, doggy style, Daddy kink, swearing

(A/N: so... yeah. Idk what made me want to write anal, but... it happened. I’m so weird about anal personally, but the idea was hot so. Sue me. Anyway I have not edited this thing in the slightest. Reblog always 💜 ✌🏾)

Tagging: @titty-teetee @blackmissfrizzle @olyvoyl @liquorlaughslove @harrysthiccthighss @mariahthelioness29 @whiskey-cokenfanfic @olyvoyl @hqneyyincc @queenoftheworldisdead @iam-laiya @donutloverxo @slytherinandoutasgard @zaddychris @brattycherubwrites @love-more122

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You had been struggling to figure out what to get Chris for Christmas. He’d spent so much time taking care of you and buying you anything you could ask for. So you wanted to give him something back. Except what do you give a man that has almost everything.

You felt a little bad about having to give him his present so late. Christmas Eve had been so busy. You’d had to wrap presents and prepare dinner because as your first year as his wife you wanted to host. Which meant on Christmas Day the two of you were too busy and then too exhausted for you to give it then, too. So it was the day after Christmas and you were finally giving him his gift.

You.

It was a little self centered sure. Giving your husband you for Christmas, but there was something you’d never given him that he desperately wanted. He’d been such a good boy that you finally decided to give him the gift he’d been wanting.

You pranced down the stairs in the little red number you’d purchased. The pair of red bottom heels he’d gifted you for your birthday on your feet. He was more focused on whatever show he was watching. Didn’t even notice you until you came up behind him to start kissing along his neck.

“Mmm, someone’s a li-“ he was saying until he turned his head to see what you were wearing. You bit your lip as he looked you up and down. “Fuck.”

“Merry Christmas, Daddy,” you cooed. As you kissed his cheek before moving to his neck. He seemed at a loss for words as you went around to the other side of face him so you could straddle his lap putting your Loboutain clad feet on either side of his legs.

His jaw was still dropped as his eyes trailed to your clevage. His hands went to your ass, squeezing at your flesh. “Damn,” he said.

“Like it?” You asked as your lips went to his neck.

“Oh I love it. You naughty little slut,” he said, smacking your ass.

You giggled, but kept kissing along his skin up to his earlobe that you nibbled into making him groan. Your fingers played with the hem of his shirt. You moved your hips, grinding into him. “If you’re good maybe you can make it on my naughty list.”

You got down on your knees. “Fuck you’re gonna be the death of me,” he said with a groan. You placed your chin on his thigh. He rubbed your cheek with his thumb. “You gonna suck my dick?”

You nodded with a pout trying to make your eyes look all big and innocent. Even though deep down you just wanted him to stuff your mouth with his cock. “Please, Daddy,” you begged with your mouth wide open.

He groaned softly because fuck was this a sight to behold. He pushed his sweats down his thighs and as soon as his dick came into view, it was like you’d lost your mind. It wasn’t very different than what you usually did. You liked when he used you as his own personal sex toy. That’s kind of what was going to happen right now.

You started licking the underside of his dick. Using the tip of your tongue to lick over his slit. “Oh, fuck,” he groaned. He was staring down at you working his dick. Going to his balls so you could show them attention to.

You loved having your mouth on him. It didn’t matter if it was his lips, his cock, or his fingers, or even when you’d bite his arm as he fucked you from behind while you were flat on your stomach. So as you let him fuck your mouth you were pretty much in heaven. Moaning around him as you sucked and slurped.

He watched as you made a mess on his dick. Your spit coating his cock as you tasted his pre-cum. As good as it felt he didn’t want to cum yet, so he pulled you off because he wanted to fuck you properly.

He took his sweats off fully before picking you up to throw you over his shoulder. He smacked your ass then started jerking himself off as he walked upstairs. You knew you were in it for it and you were so giddy just thinking about it.

You bounced as he threw you on the bed. He took off his shirt and your mouth watered from seeing your man naked. You’d never get sick of seeing him like this.

He climbed on the bed, bringing his lips to yours. You kissed back with fervor taking his cock into your hand so you could start stroking him. Damn he was so thick your hand felt so little against him

“You gonna be my slut tonight?” He asked, slipping his fingers into the crotch of your outfit. “Let me fuck you however I want?”

“Uh huh,” you breathed.

“No, no, little bitch. Use your words. Tell me you want to be Daddy’s cockwhore.”

You bit your lip at his words. “I wanna be Daddy’s cockwhore.”

He groaned at the words this time because he really could have cum just from hearing you say that. “Such a nasty girl for me.” He started fingering your pussy. Kissing you again as he spread you right open. “Gonna be my bitch tonight, huh,” he said getting ready to fuck into you.

“Yes, Daddy. I’m always your bitch. My pussy needs you so bad.” You mewled.

“Got dressed up so cute for me,” he curled his fingers so they’d hit your spot. Then he took them out showing them to you all nice and wet from how he stuffed your pussy before pushing them into your mouth so you could lick them clean. “Good girl. Good fucking girl.” He flipped you over so he could smack your ass. That’s when he noticed it. “Wait.” He pushed the crotch to the side seeing the cute jeweled plug in your ass. “Fuck.”

“Merry Christmas, Daddy.” You giggled.

“You sure, Baby?” He asked, rubbing the globe of your ass.

You moaned, nodding your head. “Yes, Daddy. I know it’s a little late, but I want to give you my ass for Christmas.”

He groaned. “Fuck,” he repeated, licking his lips, pushing his fingers back inside your wet cunt. You cried out trying to move back against him. Not being able to wait anymore he pushed inside of you.

Your seat of your panties hugged your ass as he pushed in and out of you from behind. He couldn’t stop himself as he rammed into you. You two had pretty rough sex and yet he couldn’t remember a time where he was going this hard.

He grabbed one of your arms, twisting it behind your back so he could fuck into you even harder. Making your ass bounce back against him. Your eyes were watering. Pussy wrapped tight around his dick as it clenched around him. His cock was invading your cunt in a way you almost couldn’t believe.

He started rubbing your clit from behind. Trying to help you along to your first orgasm and it worked so well because fuck you came so hard. It didn’t stop him except he moved from your clit to the plug in your ass. “F- fuck,” you stuttered out from the force as he pulled it out, only to push it back in again.

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you moaned out for him. Taking him so deep you felt it at the top of your stomach. You weren’t sure if maybe your gift was making him want to put a baby in you, but fuck it felt like it.

At the same time it felt like he was fucking you like he hated you. Like you weren’t his wife. Like you were just some girl he needed to get out of his system. Like he may never get this chance again. Like you were someone he shouldn’t have been fucking. Someone he could degrade.

“Oh, Daddy. You fuck me so good,” you whimpered. He grabbed you by your neck to pull you up so he could moan in your ear. His other hand went back to your clit. He switched up his pace now fucking you with faster but more lingering thrusts. Like he’d move his hips all quick to thrust in, then pull out slowly.

He bit at your ear while you fondled your tits. All the sensations you were feeling at once was starting to get to you. You’d already felt so full from the plug.

Your orgasm was intense. A tingling in your stomach spreading through your body. He kept going for a few more thrusts before laying you down on the bed. He pulled out of you to start kissing down your body.

He flipped you over after getting on the bed. He kissed your lips all sweetly. Making you suddenly remember that you were his wife and not his whore. He nuzzled your nose with his. “Where’s your toy?”

You licked your lips trying to gather your thought. It was like he’d fucked you so hard you didn’t have any. “In there,” you said motioning with your head to the nightstand. He kissed your forehead before leaning over to grab it.

He placed it beside you before leaning down to kiss you again. “You sure? There’s no turning back.”

“Yes, Daddy.” You took a deep breath.

You took off your little outfit so he could have better access to you. He’d started prepping you pulling your plug in and out of you to make sure you were perfectly stretched. Then squirted the lube he’d also gotten out of your drawers onto the little hole. You were determined to take it. Wanting to give your man something you’d previously told him was off limits.

When he first started to push into you, he eased in. Your legs spread wide open as he still had you on your back. He leaned over you so he could kiss you again. “How you feeling, Honey?” He asked as he finally managed to get his cock inside of you.

You nodded, biting your lip as you looked up at him. He rocked his hips trying to get you used to it. You started rubbing your clit because even though he was stuffed in your poor swollen pussy was begging for attention.

Chris looked down at you, groaning. He wished he could take a picture. Of you playing with your puffy pussy while he fucked your tight ass. “See I knew you’d like it.”

You nodded because he was hitting this really yummy spot inside of you. You could feel yourself getting close again. Chris was smiling down at you as he watched you take him. Fuck you were such a good little slut.

“Sluts like you always love having all your holes owned.” He moved your hand so that he could start rubbing your clit instead.

“You’re gonna make me...” your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you came, juices squirting up. He doesn’t know how he held on after seeing that, but he kept fucking you. Then grabbed your toy to switch it on.

You screamed as he pressed it to your clit. It was on the highest setting and you weren’t sure if you could hold on. It quickly brought you to another orgasm. This one more dramatic, but fuck it felt so good. “Who owns your ass, Baby?”

“You do,” you whined. “It’s yours, Daddy.”

He pulled out so he could flip you onto your stomach. Wanting to make you cum one more time. You went back to rubbing your clit as he worked you from behind.

He smacked your ass while you cried into your pillow. Your body feeling like it was close to giving out. Feeling like he’d fucked you so good and stupid that all you could think about was letting him do what he wants to you.

“I’m gonna cum in you,” he groaned. “Want me to cum in your right little asshole.”

“Yes,” you cried into your pillow.

“You gonna let me fuck your ass whenever I want.”

You nodded. “Fuck, yes.”

“I might not even use your pussy anymore after this. You gonna be my little anal slut if I tell you?”

“I am, Daddy,” you cried. “I am your anal slut.”

“Good fucking girl,” he groaned not being able to stop as he finally came inside of you. You followed quickly. This orgasm a little less intense after those first ones, but it still felt so good.

Chris cleaned everything up before climbing into bed with you. He rubbed your ass, trying soothe any soreness you might have. You curled into him wanting to be as close as you could be.

“Did you like it?” You asked him.

“You kidding me? I’m more in love with you than I was on our wedding night.” He chuckled, kissing your forehead.

You chuckled then hissed because your stomach felt like it was now aching too much from that. “Merry Christmas,” you yawned.

“Merry Christmas.” He sighed with this dopey smile on his face.

[gungemastersblog]

Noah valentine gets trashed part one breakfast in bed

A new show called get messy was made by cbbc it was a show hosted by Adam b where he would go to a TV show and play messy games with a chosen actor lose four games and you would get a huge forfiet

This week Adam b was sent to Waterloo road witch has just returned to screens

Adam b said "hello and welcome to get messy IAM here outside Waterloo road school one unlucky guy is about to get a shock the cast had been voting for who they want to take part they have picked Noah valentine he's in a classroom right now getting ready to film a scene let's go and surprise him"

Noah was his school outfit he was getting ready to film when Adam b walked in Noah was shocked he said "what's going on

Adam b said "Noah hello and welcome a new show vall get messy your have picked to take part in messy games if you lose four times you will have a forfiet to do and today's forfiet it to be locked in stocks out side the school for the day so people can come and pie you and gunge you and of course the challenges will be school based to go with the Waterloo road theme are you ready"

Noah wanted to say no but all his bosses were looking at him so he said "ok let's do this"

Adam explained he would be living out his day like a school kid and have to chellenge if he fails four he would get a forfiet at the end of the day

The show Noah in a bed his arms are tied to the bed posts he has on Waterloo road PJ's he looks super cute in them he has pink fluffy slippers on too

Then they fall off exposeing his cute little toes the camera zoomed in on them as he wiggles them about

Adam says "so to start with Noah has just woke up and is in bed before he goes to school it's time for our first chellenge it's called breakfast in bed we will be asking noah questions if he gets four right he wins the challenge but get them wrong and you get a breakfast item poured onto him"

Noah didn't like the sound of getting the items pouted on him he knrw he had to get the questions right if he was to avoid it

The questions were about Waterloo road so noah could stand a chance

Adam asked the first question "noah what year did Waterloo road first air on TV"

Noah didn't know but took a gusse he said "2005"

Adam said "oh so colse but it was 2006 so that means your wrong and get a your first item witch is bean in toast here it is"

Adam empited toast on to noah he evén put a price in his mouth then came the Beans four buckets were poured over him beans slowly flowed down his cute face

A bucket was poured over his feet too he could feel beans inbeetwen his toes

He was covered in the stuff after one question he was a mess allready as Adam asked his next question

Sadly for Noah he got every question wrong so he got trashed

First eggs were smashed down onto his head sticky yolks were all over his hair and dripped down his face

Next was cold milk he yelped form the coldness some was even poured into his pants witch made him moarn

Jam and honey was rubbed onto his feet witch made cringe his toes stuck together now

To finish a bucket of lumpy cold porridge was poured on him noah looked up as it fell onto his cute face

His good looks got lost under the gunk

Adam laughed and said "sadly you have failed the first chellenge lets get you cleaned up and sent to school

Noah was allready to have a quick shower but his feet were still sticky and he felt abit gross still

Noah had his Waterloo road school uniform now he followed Adam b to the school he had no idea what layed ahead for him