#Master Chavez

[mothedmanillustration]

figuring out drawing the Duel Masters :3

[spirit-elementmaster]

Putting it out there Chavez does adopt Kei at some point

Kei learning so much from him and gets so much support especially when everything around Kei seemingly falls apart

[nicholasalexanderchavezdimes]

Master list for Nicholas Alexander Chavez :

Any fic written is a work of fiction. The stories written are for entertainment purpose only. This blog is not intended to misrepresent Nicholas in any way, shape or form.

If you see my work on another site it is stolen as this is the only account/website I use for my work.

Reblogs are greatly appreciated and encouraged.

Creative differences: You’re a rookie actress being cast in a romantic comedy with Nicholas but things come to a head when he seems a little less than thrilled about it.

I love you, I’m sorry: You attend a party with Nicholas and he gets wrapped up in his conversations, he wasn’t intentionally ignoring you although it feels that way.

Lazy day in: Nicholas has a free day in his schedule when the snow cancels his work day, so the two of you spend it together.

Cold feet: You’re getting married but are you getting married to the wrong guy?

Decorating & hot cocoa: Nicholas wants to make sure your first Christmas together is extra special, starting with the tree!

[at4zxx]

Improvements within 5 months 😨😨😨

Yall I really need requests rn SOMEONE ASK ME FOR ANYTHING I WILL TAKE IT. (Between yellowjackets, arcane, fallout, miss peregrines peculiar home for children, descendants ROR , ever after high, marvel DSMVOM, etc.)

[221bstrange]

He's past redbull and coffee

Stephen [To Wong, Peter, and America]: I'm so tired of this I need to be put into a coma.

[popcorn-plots]

"Master Wong is cheating on you."

Stephen looked up to see America staring at him with wide eyes. Stephen blinked. "What?"

"Master Wong... he's cheating on you."

"And... how did you... come up with that?" Stephen asked, pressing his bookmark into the pages. He closed the book and set it down as America swallowed.

"I saw him and Master Stark kissing. Yesterday. And two days ago, you were kissing Master Wong." America whispered.

It took Stephen a second to realize what was happening. America nearly jumped out of her skin when Stephen burst out laughing.

"Cheating? Nah." Stephen finally choked out. America's eyebrows furrowed as Stephen wiped away a tear.

"Then what..."

"Alright, America. Me and Master Wong are married, yes?"

"Uh... yeah."

"Well... I am also engaged to Master Stark."

"Huh?" America tilted her head. "How does that work?"

Stephen chuckled. "Well. I love Wong. I also love Tony. I love both of them, so I decided to marry both of them."

"Then why did Master Wong kiss Master Stark?"

"Because Master Wong and Master Stark love each other. And they both love me. Does that make sense?"

America frowned. "I... guess so. But isn't that cheating?"

Stephen hummed. "No. Not in this case. You see, cheating is what happens when someone... breaks the rules. If I was only married to Master Wong and then I kissed Master Stark without telling Master Wong, then I would be cheating." America still looked kind of confused. "Its like... playing a game and not following the rules."

America nodded. "Then... Master Wong knows you kiss Master Stark?"

"Yes. Me, Wong, and Master Stark have a polyamourous relationships. It's when someone has more than one romantic partner at the same time, but everyone knows about it and agrees."

"So... you and Master Wong and Master Stark..."

"Agreed on the rules before we started playing a game. So everyone knows what's going on." Stephen explained.

America folded her arms. "That makes sense."

"Good. Do you have any more questions?"

"I.. I don't think so."

Stephen smiled and picked up his book. "Good. If you do have any questions, you can always ask me."

"Okay. Thank you, Master Strange!"

"Of course. Goodbye, America." Stephen smiled, waving back as America giddily ran out of his office.

[n66x]

She-Ra, He-Man & The Masters Of The Universe Live-Action | Fan-Casting

Freya Allan As She-Ra

Nicholas Alexander Chavez as Adam/He-Man

Keiynan Lonsdale as Bow (Netflix)

Kit Connor as bow (original)

Olivia Muun as Evil-Lyn

Deborah Ann Woll as Teela

Lynda Carter as The Sorceress

[comicsiswild]

Thunderbolts (2022) #1

[dreamatia-stories]

So in my free time, I've been assigning the Jobs from Alchemist Code to the Dreamatia crew, despite Square Enix's attempts to ruin my day specifically.

After assembling the document, I realized that the cast contains an incredibly disproportionate amount of Bards, even AFTER cutting some back.

The worst part is this still isn't all of them; I still have yet to design the entire cast in Recolor.

[z2z-gaming-and-random-art-ai]

Console Fighting Games of 1993 Part 1/5

Part 1 of 5 featuring fighting games released on console in 1993, this first video features 3 Count Bout, Aa Harimanada, American Gladiators, Art of Fighting, Battle Master Kyuukyoku no Senshi tachi, Best of the Best Championship Karate, Blackhole Assault, Boxing Legends of the Ring and Chavez

For the Full Length Videos of these games see the following playlist

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLFJOZYl1h1CFcKSo9Eglrv2NFDHAqNDRi

For other Gaming related shorts check out this playlist

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLFJOZYl1h1CF5oVPNNxPlLJPambfM5BIj

[spirit-elementmaster]

Kaijudo Headcannons: Recruitment of Masters

Okay it's kinda implied in the show that Kaijudo is either passed down in the family like with Ken and Isao or you are spotted with great potential by a member in the Order like with Ray, Allie and Gabe

Either way you are tested by the Order in how to handle mana and how quickly you can pick it up in one day, if not you're memory is erased.

Here are my takes on how I think the Masters got recruited:

Hector

For Hector I feel like he got recruited from his family

For this reason it's because I believe working with Fire Creatures takes a long time especially with how uncontrollable and are very destructive they are in nature

I feel like Fire Specialist are mostly those who were trained by family members who learn how to fight with such fiery creatures and have a passed down teachings and certain practices

It's also implied in the show there can be certain side effects when training in certain civilizations, shown with Allie when letting darkness taking over

When working with Fire Civilization you must have a literal spark in order to train with Fire Creatures specifically

However that spark can take over and become in it's essence rage and a destructive force

Hector learned from family how to control and be more tame when working with Fire Civilization

I think that's why his character is so calm and tame because he had to learn to control the fire within when he was an acolyte himself

When it comes to families who train in Fire, most often than not all children are expected to train and learn the teachings

I'll get into it in another post, but when it comes to some families, especially those held at a high standard because of their long history with the Order they are most likely grew up with Kaijudo their whole lives as children

Hector's family was one of the few that had such a high standard that he grew up with Kaijudo his whole life and expected to carry on a certain legacy of his family

Nadia

Nadia was spotted by a Water Specialist

I feel like when those from the Order spot outsiders to join they usually will spot characteristics with civilizations

So with Nadia she was mostly likely spotted for her keen desire to keep expanding her knowledge, her control over her emotions and ability to be flexible

It's not just characteristics associated with civilizations though, it's also showing bravery and being able to face the unknown especially when it comes with dealing with dangerous creatures

With Nadia she was spotted off the streets and used her smarts to get herself around

But she also expressed a level of justice and most likely got spotted when she was defending someone

Kimora

He was also spotted

With nature, you have to express commitment and loyalty

It's like when you take care of plants, they take time and patience to keep them alive and require compassion and a sense of duty

However Kimora was initially spotted by showing characteristics of bravery and loyalty

It wasn't until after he was officially joined the Order that he began showing his strong alignment with nature

I feel with nature as well you have to show a sense of community, a lot of Nature Creatures seen in the show are most often than not with a group, like with the Quillspikes or Bronze-Arm Tribe

As a acolyte, he trained a lot in groups, helped those around him and thrived in being with others

It wasn't until Kimora showed more of these characteristics that he was more committed to a Nature Civilization training

Jaha

She was definitely recruited by family

Like Fire, it's another civilization to master, you can easily give into the darkness and become corrupt

Those who train in Darkness Civilization have to be guided by specialists and learn how to not let it take over

However not just anyone in the family can be trained compared to families who train in Fire

Children of families that train in Darkness are hand selected and picked from the very best

The Darkness can easily manipulate you and families themselves will often do their own tests to their children to see if they can handle it

With Jaha, she absolutely had to prove to her family she can handle it, showing how cunning and resourceful she is

Just like Hector, Jaha also has a legacy to carry on from her family

It's why Jaha takes up Allie as her protege, teaching her the ways of how her family taught her since Jaha wants to pass down what her own family was taught

Nigel

It can really go either or for me

Spotted or from a family

But because he's absolutely never strays from the rules, I feel like he does come from a family that comes from some sort of line of Light

Not a very high standard one like Jaha or Hector, but definitely a more recent and small family

Nigel was held up at a standard from a very young age

He was taught from day one to follow the rules and can never stray

From trauma of being taught these strict ways and forced into the role it's why Nigel betrayed the Order as well

He can't bring himself to go against what he was taught his whole life because it's so foreign and most likely frightens him if he strays

Nigel also holds himself at a high standard and even though he cut ties with his family, he still can't help think about the disappointment and guilt if he strays from the rules

So yeah here are some Kaijudo Headcannons and how I think the Masters were recruited, let me know what you think!

[xbinksc]

RUMOURS AND REVELATIONS

PT 2

⭒❃.✮:▹Nicholas Alexander Chavez

SUMMARY: singer Y/N and co-star Nicholas face rumors of romance amid their chemistry and rising fame, navigating media scrutiny while strengthening their bond. Where will all this take them?

WARNINGS: real mushy at the end, looooong

A/N: Requests are open! Still can’t figure out how to make a master list rip someone help me…Enjoy🤍

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In a surprising turn of events, Monsters star Nicholas Alexander Chavez and singer Y/N were seen enjoying a cozy night out at a popular cafe in Los Angeles last night. The duo, who play alongside each other in the upcoming series Grotesquerie, appeared to be having a great time, laughing and taking pictures with fans, sparking speculation about their off-screen relationship.

Eyewitnesses described the pair as "playful" and "affectionate," with Nicholas even wrapping an arm around Y/N during photos—a move that sent fans into a frenzy!

This public outing comes just days after news broke of Nicholas’s breakup with his ex-girlfriend, prompting fans to wonder if the split was influenced by his growing bond with Y/N. The timing has many fans theorizing that "The Boy Is Mine," Y/N's latest hit song, is a not-so-subtle nod to the love triangle drama.

Sources close to the pair have revealed that they have been spending significant time together both on and off set, which has only added to the swirling rumors. An insider claims, “They have an undeniable connection. It’s clear they enjoy each other's company.”

The pair’s chemistry has been undeniable throughout filming, leading fans to question whether their relationship is purely professional or if there's a budding romance behind the scenes. Social media is buzzing with reactions, with many supporters urging the couple to "just be together already!"

While neither Nicholas nor Y/N has officially commented on their relationship status, their fans are eagerly awaiting any updates. For now, the rumors continue to heat up, leaving everyone wondering: Is it just a friendship, or is there something more?

Stay tuned as we follow this developing story!

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- @/user not y’all supporting a homewrecker

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IRL

The night was heavy with a storm, clouds gathering like dark thoughts in the sky. Nicholas sat in his living room, the flickering light of his candles casting dancing shadows on the walls. He stared blankly at the flick of his phone screen, each notification a new reminder of the whirlwind that had enveloped his life. Articles dissected every moment with you, twisting your innocent laughter into scandalous headlines.

A sudden, frantic knock shattered the stillness. His heart skipped as he opened the door, revealing you, your face streaked with tears, vulnerability spilling over in the soft glow of the hallway light.

“Y/N!” he exclaimed, pulling you inside and closing the door behind you. “What’s wrong?”

“I can’t do this anymore, Nicholas,” you gasped, your voice trembling as you sank onto the sofa, burying your face in your hands. “The rumors… they’re unbearable. And I keep thinking about your ex—she must hate me. I don’t want to be the reason for any hurt.”

Nicholas moved to sit beside you, concern etched across his face. “You’re not a homewrecker, Y/N. This isn’t your fault.”

“But I met her. I saw how hurt she was,” you whispered, your eyes brimming with regret. “What if she thinks I came in and ruined everything?”

Nicholas felt a pang of sorrow for both women, caught in a whirlwind of feelings beyond their control. “You didn’t ruin anything. Our relationship had its own complexities. It’s not fair to blame you.”

You looked up, your eyes searching his. “Then why do I feel like I’m drowning? Every article, every rumor, it all makes me feel like I’m stuck in this web. And I can’t stand the thought of you being hurt because of it.”

The tension in the room hung thick, an unspoken truth waiting to be unraveled. Nicholas took a deep breath, his mind racing with a thousand thoughts. “Maybe we should talk about where we stand. We can’t keep avoiding it. This anxiety… it’s tearing us apart.”

Your gaze softened, and you nodded slowly. “You’re right. We’ve let this consume us. But where do we even begin?”

“Let’s start with the truth,” he suggested, his heart pounding. “What do we really feel about each other?”

The question lingered in the air, almost fragile in its intensity. You hesitated, your heart racing. “I care about you, Nicholas. More than I thought I could. But I’m scared. Scared of what this means, and how the world will react.”

Nicholas leaned closer, the space between the both of you crackling with a mixture of tension and longing. “I feel the same. You’ve become so important to me. I don’t want to lose you, but the noise outside… it makes everything complicated.”

“Do you think it’s worth it?” you asked, your voice barely above a whisper. “Can we really separate our professional lives from this… whatever this is between us?”

He considered your words, weighing them carefully. “We can try. But we need to be honest with ourselves. We can’t let the pressure of the world dictate our feelings.”

Your expression shifted, a flicker of hope igniting in your eyes. “So, we give it a real shot? Just… discreetly?”

“Yes,” he replied, a smile breaking through the weight of the moment. “We can keep our lives separate while exploring this connection. I want to see where this can lead us without the distractions.”

The relief washed over you like a balm, and you took his hand, the warmth of his touch igniting something deep within you. “You make me feel seen.”

“You make me feel understood,” he admitted, his heart swelling. “In a world that often feels chaotic, you’re my calm.”

Just as you both began to find your rhythm, the storm of stress outside began to seep in. “But what if people don’t understand? What if they twist our relationship again?” Your voice trembled, a hint of frustration creeping in.

Nicholas felt his own anxiety bubble up. “Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if we just ignored them. We can’t let every rumor dictate our reality!”

“That’s easy for you to say!” You shot back, your voice rising. “You’re not the one facing the scrutiny every single day!”

“Neither are you! We’re in this together!” he countered, the tension escalating as your emotions collided.

You both paused, the heat of the argument hanging in the air like a taut string ready to snap. You took a shaky breath, your eyes wide. “Wait… are we really mad at each other?”

Nicholas blinked, realization dawning. “No, we’re not. We’re just… stressed. This whole situation is making us take it out on each other.”

You nodded, the tension slowly dissipating. “You’re right. I didn’t mean to snap. It’s just all so overwhelming.”

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I get it. We’re in the same boat, fighting the same storm. Let’s breathe for a second.”

“Let’s breathe,” you echoed, the weight of the moment shifting from confrontation to understanding. You took a few deep breaths together, grounding yourselves in the presence of each other.

“Maybe we should focus on what we can control,” Nicholas suggested softly. “Like how we communicate. We don’t have to let this stress tear us apart.”

“Agreed,” You replied, a small smile breaking through the remnants of tension. “We’ll work through it together.”

You shared a moment of silence, your hands intertwined, the soft rhythm of your breaths echoing in the space between you. Each pulse of your hearts seemed to sync, bridging the gap of uncertainty that had kept you apart.

“Can we just enjoy being together without all the noise?” You asked, your eyes sparkling with a blend of mischief and sincerity.

“Absolutely,” he replied, a grin tugging at his lips. “Let’s find joy in the little things—coffee dates, late-night talks, quiet moments where it’s just us.”

As you spoke, the heaviness of the outside world began to dissolve, replaced by a gentle warmth. Laughter bubbled between you, lightening the mood as you reminisced about your time spent on set, the shared glances and stolen smiles that had made everything feel electric.

Nicholas found himself enchanted by your laughter, a sound that felt like music, lifting them both above the fray. “You know,” he said, a playful glint in his eyes, “you owe me a karaoke night. I expect a duet.”

“Deal,” you replied, laughing through your tears. “But only if you promise to keep your mic in check. No sudden high notes!”

Your playful banter melted into deeper conversations, the night unfurling like a flower, revealing petals of honesty and vulnerability. You spoke of dreams, aspirations, and fears, each revelation drawing you closer together.

But as the clock ticked on, reality loomed like a specter at the edges of your newfound intimacy. “This isn’t going to be easy,” You said, your expression sobering. “The world won’t stop watching.”

“I know,” Nicholas replied, his voice steady. “But we have to stay true to ourselves and each other. As long as we communicate, we’ll find our way through.”

You smiled, a warmth spreading through your heart. “Then let’s take it one step at a time.”

The moment stretched between you, a fragile yet beautiful thread connecting your hearts. “What if it doesn’t work out?” You asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

“Then we’ll still have this moment,” he replied, his gaze unwavering. “This is ours, regardless of what happens later.”

As the night deepened, you shared a quiet moment, eyes locked, the understanding between you solidifying into something undeniable. In the midst of chaos, you had carved out a sanctuary, a bond that felt like the softest whisper against a storm.

When you finally stood to leave, a mix of reluctance and exhilaration coursed through you. “This was… everything I needed. Thank you for being here.”

Nicholas walked you to the door, feeling the glow of possibility surrounding him. “I’ll always be here for you. Remember that.”

With a shared look of promise, you stepped into the night, the world outside still tumultuous but your hearts intertwined in a newfound hope. As Nicholas closed the door behind you, he felt the glow of possibility surrounding him.

[pascaloverx]

DEVIL (+18)

Summary: You are a demonic creature, capable of doing whatever you please, whenever you wish. Your goal on Earth is to terrorize as many souls as possible. Until, in a small community, you find the perfect victim for your mischievous games: Father Charlie Mayhew.

Author's Note: Frankly, I just needed to write something about this character portrayed by Nicholas Alexander Chavez. The character and others, apart from Y/N, are not my creation. They belong to the Grotesquerie (2024) universe created by Ryan Murphy. So, dear readers, I must say I didn’t expect to write more than one chapter for this fanfic. But here we are now at the third chapter. I’d love to know if you’d like more chapters or if you’re satisfied so far. Depending on how this chapter performs, I’ll bring you more sinful priest content. I’ve also been considering the possibility of writing another fanfic featuring Dr. Charlie Mayhew (those who follow Grotesquerie may already know him). If you’re interested, feel free to comment. Thank you to everyone who reads my fic. See you soon!

Content Warning: This chapter contains adult language as well as adult content.

TWO FOUR

THREE

"Free yourself from Father Mayhew, demon. There is nothing more pathetic than being emotionally involved with a mere sinful mortal. Kill him, soon." The message arrives in a self-destructing letter, signed by the dark master, as if it were meant to intimidate you. You let out a laugh, dismissing the threat with a wave of your hand. You’ll part with your priest when you choose, not even Satan himself will sway your decision. The warm water envelops you, fragrant bubbles rising around you as you sip your wine, savoring the luxurious moment. It’s a reminder of your power, of the pleasures you can indulge in. As the warmth seeps into your bones, you can’t help but think of Father Mayhew, his struggles, and the delicious chaos you’ve woven into his life. This game has only just begun.

Until his voice fills the space, your priest is calling out for you. “Forgive me, Father, but I wish to continue sinning. I miss the demonic essence of the sinful creature that invades my mind every morning and night. I will not deceive you; I want that demon for myself, just as I fear that I no longer belong to my Blessed God, but rather to her. She has infected me, like a disease. She inhabits my skin, as if she seeks to dominate me. If it is your will, quench the thirst I have for her lips. Erase the memory of her skin against mine, but I implore you, Almighty God, bring her back to me.” You’ve avoided him for days since your last encounter, as it should be. Otherwise, it would seem like you are taking his side, sparing him from the consequences of his desires. The game continues, and you revel in the anticipation of his next move. Each prayer, each desperate plea only deepens your resolve, drawing you back into his world. The tension between sin and devotion creates a thrilling dynamic that you can’t ignore.

Suddenly, the taste of alcohol in your wine no longer intoxicates you. You crave the taste of him on your lips. He is not the only one feeling sick; you sense that he is infecting you as well. Resisting temptation is becoming nearly impossible. You step out of the bath, hair still damp, contemplating your next move. A red dress lies on your bed, paired with matching heels on the floor of your room. It is time to go and make a confession.

You slip into the dress, feeling the fabric hug your form perfectly, and the heels elevate your presence, transforming you into a vision of temptation. The mirror reflects a figure that embodies both allure and danger, a demon ready to weave her spell once more. You arrive at the church abruptly, using your powers to teleport to the entrance of the sacred space. The familiar scent of incense and polished wood surrounds you as you step inside, the heavy doors closing silently behind you.

The priest Mayhew stands before the altar, clad in leather pants that leave his butt exposed, as if he has emerged from the depths of the most sinful fantasy. He wears a sheer lace nightgown that accentuates his form, embodying an alluring mix of innocence and decadence. As he extinguishes the flickering candles, there is an air of temptation surrounding him, making the scene both captivating and provocative.

He hears the thunderous sound of the doors closing behind you, turning to look at you as if he’s about to melt under your gaze. A sly smile plays on your lips as you approach him slowly, without uttering a word. With each step you take toward him, he seems to lose his breath, anticipation palpable in the air. "Are you really here?" he whispers as you come to stand before him, his hand gripping the candle snuffer tightly.

You gaze at him from head to toe, using your powers to reignite all the candles once more. "The way you’re speaking, it sounds like you've been hallucinating about me, Father Mayhew," you say, bringing your face closer to his to murmur, "I prefer the flames lit, if you don't mind." Then, you gently take the candle snuffer from his trembling hands.

"I feared you’d never return, that I'd lost the chance to…" Father Mayhew begins, though he trails off, seeming entranced by your scent as he closes his eyes, breathing you in deeply. You toss the candle snuffer into a distant corner of the church, feeling the candlelight’s warmth casting a glow over your skin. "So much fear that you resorted to prayer to bring me closer?" you say, your words nearly brushing his lips. His eyes open, meeting yours, as if filled with something unsaid, struggling to form the words he dares not speak.

"I didn’t know who else to turn to, to have you near again. And talking to God is… well, what I do best, so I thought it was worth a try," Father Mayhew says, a trace of a seductive smile on his lips, unable to hide his excitement.

"Are you aware that your request was never heard by your God, but rather by a far lower realm? That's why I'm here." Your gaze remains serious as he processes this revelation, realization dawning in his eyes. His expression, rich with guilt and desire, compels you to place your hands on his face, your thumbs tracing the edges of his lips, soft against his skin. His eyes drift shut as he leans into your touch, surrendering to the moment.

"I feel as though, to see you again, I’d set this place ablaze until nothing but ashes remained, demon. I wasn’t joking when I said you were infecting me," Father Mayhew’s voice is low, gravelly, as though he desperately wants you to understand his sincerity. When he opens his eyes, it’s as if he’s allowing you to glimpse the turmoil inside him, a fragile resolve on the brink of surrender. You lean towards him, licking between his lips.

"Let me be your faith, your cure; I promise, Father, I’ll show you how serving a darker purpose can be… fulfilling," you murmur, brushing a brief, enticing kiss over his lips. His eyelids flutter weakly, as if each blink is his attempt to convince himself this is real. Suddenly, you feel his strong arm around your waist, drawing you close until you're pressed against him, his breath warm and heavy against your neck. The sweet scent of him fills your senses, leaving no doubt of his surrender as he pulls you into this forbidden embrace.

"Take me as yours, sinner. Possess me, demon. I've wanted to know what it is to belong to you since the moment you set foot in my church," Father Mayhew breathes, closing the distance between you with no hesitation. His lips find yours in a fervent kiss, his tongue tracing over yours as if to claim you entirely, the intensity of his need nearly overwhelming. It’s as if, in this moment, he truly believes you both could merge into one, the heat of it igniting between you in an almost unbearable way. You're almost impatient, you need to feel him. It seems for a moment that he understands this, as he He lifts you up with his arms, you leaning on his shoulders, wrapping your legs around his waist. His lips still against yours as he carries you to one of the church benches. He sits down, positioning you on his lap. His hands make their way inside your dress, and yes, he holds your ass firmly.

"Father, I have sinned. I believe there is a suitable punishment for me so that I may be forgiven." You speak in a sly way as if to provoke him, seeing Father Mayhew's eyes darker, with a slight air of perversion. He grabs your ass tightly, moaning close to your ear as your pussy rubs lightly under his cock. You pull his hand towards you, removing it from your ass, and licking two of his fingers. You taste Father Mayhew's fingers while keeping your gaze fixed on him. You then guide his fingers inside your pussy. As soon as his cold fingers enter you, you let out a moan, still holding his hand to go deeper into your pussy.

"Tell me what punishment you think is appropriate for a nefarious sinner like you. Show repentance and you will be forgiven,"Father Mayhew is sticking his fingers deep inside you, who were slowly losing your sanity. Sometimes you rolled over Father Mayhew's fingers hoping to feel him even deeper inside you. The speed at which his fingers were fucking you was supernatural, you could feel how hard Father Mayhew's cock was getting just from you bouncing under his fingers. His available hand was helping you with the movements, helping you arch your body more while holding your waist. Your hands at that moment were wrapped around his shoulders, almost grabbing his neck. At some point when his fingers entered faster, you almost let out a groan, pulling Father Mayhew's hair back, leaving his neck arched in front of you. You reached down to the exposed area of his neck and took hold of it, biting down hard as Father Mayhew continued to finger fuck you. He let out a low moan that sounded like he was enjoying the feeling of your teeth digging into his skin.

In an erotic way, he murmurs "You can taste my blood and satisfy all my desires, demon." It's like he's giving himself more and more to you, which makes you even more horny for him. Bobbing up and down on his fingers with an animalistic ferocity, you feel Father Mayhew's skin cut into your mouth as you sink your teeth into his neck. The sweet taste of his blood fills your mouth, at times like these, you wish you were a vampire and drank all the warm blood of your sweet Father Mayhew.

"Father Mayhew, if I could explain to you what it feels like to take you in this way, rest assured, all the demons would be lining up to taste it." You say pushing yourself even harder against Father Mayhew's fingers until he begins to gently massage your clit while fingering you. You find yourself moaning out countless curse words as you hold onto Father Mayhew until you cum all over his fingers. Your satisfaction is so great that you immediately capture his lips with yours in a breathtaking kiss. For a moment it seems like you're battling to see who can leave the other breathless. His tongue exploring every part of your mouth while his fingers are still buried in your pussy. The taste of his blood that was in your mouth becoming predominant, making the kiss even wilder. As soon as his lips leave yours, you feel a desperation for more. He removes his fingers from inside you and, keeping his gaze fixed on you, licks his fingers covered in your cum.

"You may be a demonic creature but you taste heavenly, demon." He murmurs close to your ear as he finishes tasting you. You hold his face in your hands and then give him a kiss, more calmly. You pull yourself out of his lap between kisses, heading towards the lit candles. Father Mayhew quickly removes his garment, throwing his clothes on the church floor. You slowly walk towards him with the candle in your hands, feeling the heat of it warming your hand. He is naked, with an erect cock.

"You know, Father Mayhew, one of the best parts about being involved with a demon is the countless ways you can explore new experiences," you whisper, settling into your Father Mayhew's lap. Since you came to church without panties, as soon as you sit on him, his cock enters your wet pussy, almost sliding inside it. You both moan from the delicious sensation of feeling each other.

"Let's see if you like this one..." You say, giving him a long kiss, feeling him completely surrendered to you. Holding the lit candle under his neck, as the candle melts, burning Father Mayhew's skin, you hear him let out a pained grunt. He lifts his face towards you, holding tightly onto your waist as he feels the pain. You're enjoying yourself, but as soon as the candle melts once more, you run your tongue over the parts of his body that the candle hurt. He shivers at the sensation of your tongue moving from his neck to his chest but seems relieved when the pain subsides.

"You will be the death of me, demon." Father Mayhew speaks and then kisses you aggressively, as if he is thirsty for your lips. He bites your lip as he kisses you, as if he wants to return the pain you caused him in such an erotic way. You then grind under his cock, making him throw his head back with the pleasure of feeling his cock entering your pussy even further. It's delicious to see him lost in lust, so you start to move up and down on his cock. He holds his arms around your waist as if he is holding you to him while you ride his cock almost madly. His moans make you almost overflow with pleasure as you ride his cock like you're riding a horse. Father Mayhew at one point removes his hands from your waist and tears your dress with his hands, right at the neckline. Your breasts are on display, which seems to be his goal. He puts his hands around your breasts, pinching the tips of your nipples. You let out a drawn-out moan as you feel his cock filling you and the delicious sensation of his hands stimulating your breasts. His lips begin to bite one of your breasts, sometimes biting the nipple, sometimes sucking. The feeling of his tongue on your skin is devilishly delicious, his soft lips delighting in your breasts, while he starts licking the other breast while stimulating the other with his fingers. The rhythm of your bouncing on his cock increases as you feel yourself coming again and you want to give Father Mayhew the same feeling. Your pussy is taking Father Mayhew's cock so well that it doesn't take long before you both cum, moaning loudly as his cum finally fills you. For a second you both stare at each other, breathless and surrendered to each other. He smirks as he stands up from the church pew, his cock still inside you, carrying you with him.

"Blow out the candles, demon," he whispers close to your ear, sending shivers down your spine. Using your powers, you blow out the candles, only for Father Mayhew to throw the candles along with other religious items that were under a table onto the floor.

"What are you doing, Father Mayhew?" you ask, genuinely wondering what he wants. He rests your ass on the table, using it as support to then put his cock in you, with more precision. He slowly thrusts his cock into your pussy while holding your legs so you don't fall. His nails scratching all the way from your feet to your thighs. You grip his hair tightly, pulling it back as Father Mayhew begins to pick up speed in his thrusts.

"I'm giving you reasons not to take so long to come back, memorable memories to keep you tied to me." He says, looking at you, while he thrusts his cock into your pussy without mercy. You then hold Father Mayhew's ass as you feel your orgasm come, feeling him fuck you so good. Father Mayhew's cock enters you deep in one swift motion and you cum, squeezing his ass hard. Your legs are already weak even though you are not human, your body behaves like a human body. Still, you wrap your legs around Father Mayhew's waist as if urging him to finish what he started. He captures your lips with his as he thrusts his cock into you two more times before cumming while still kissing you. Then he rests his head on your shoulder, clearly exhausted. And for a moment it's like you're between heaven and hell. He desecrating the sacred environment and breaking celibacy, you ignoring hell's orders to capture his soul.

[allmxtherzero]

Sir, just getting a Slurpee with the girlies

[siremasterlawrence]

HYPNO BROS 1.0

Cooper Kotch is not exactly the most over the top personality rather boring if you can tell by just the look he is giving emerging from the ocean as the water drips from his body. We all lived together in this massively built mansion to the sky high as I watch myself fall apart just thinking about how much I do want him and I had to devise a plan to make him mine. Cooper swimming through the ocean as he walks on to the beach as the water continue on to drip off his body as he hits the beach in a a sexy tight swimming trunks and I am deciding to join him. I am walking down the staircase hitting the first floor exiting the front door his eyes caught mine in a match with small smirk he waves at me and I race after him and I offer my hand for him to shake.His hand took mine in his as we shook the energy in me as the body surges in power throughout his body consuming me up it shoots throw my hand charging my fingers as it is branching in to his. Cooper can’t hold himself unable to contain as his body began to vibrate sending a signal in to his nerves as the senses hit his nerves and his brain going in to overdrive and and he fell to the ground.His arms freeze on command as I tap his shoulders as his body collapses completely on to my body, I knelt down next to him as I pat his butt slowly sliding my hand under his swimming trunks and I lift him upward to inhale his scent. I dig my nose in to his arms pits inhaling his scent as we become one merging together our mind links forever as one and his lifts upward to his full height and he stood up staring ahead.

“Cooper Kotch! Return your gaze back to me”

“Yes Lawrence!”

“Smile for me”

“Good boi!”

“Mmmmm…yes Lawrence’s “

“I am the love of your life “

“You are the love of my life “

“You are so shy! My dear”

“Shy!”

“You are the opposite actually “

“You want nothing more then to love me”

“You want to love me, you need to love me”

“I need to love you “

“I want to love you “

“Yes! I love you “

“OMG! I am the love of your life “

“Yes Lawrence! I love you “

“Address me as Master Lawrence “

“Yes Master Lawrence!”

“Commence programming data”

“Affirmative”

“Do you love me?”

“Yes Master”

“Mmmmmmm! “

“Tell me”

“I am your Man”

“Yes! You are my man”

“I am the one for you “

“I am the love of your life “

“Sir Yes Sir”

“Hold me Master”

“Come here babe”

“Baby!”

“Will you love me?”

“From here to eternity “

“Can I kiss you ?”

“Yes! Of course “

Nicholas Alexander Chavez is my other new roommate I have been thirsting for well over a sixth months now as his tight muscular godly of a body and all I want to do to be able to devour him. Cooper mindless obeys me following him to my side with so much love, adoration and with a need to crave me Cooper my life and I swap him up in my arms as he walks in to my side and he is shocked to see.Cooper slams his first on the door in the hall way standing halfway through the door way before walking in to the room he stomps his feet in the floor and crosses his arms across his chest the rage apparent in his face. As he is pissed off he kicks the door closed in a huff taking his hands on autopilot naturally instinctive he yanks his hands to the side he pulls him off of his body and grabs me by my shirt.

“What are you bloody doing to my best pal here?”

“Why do you care? He is happy!”

“Fuck you! Get up here punk”

“What is your problem?”

“Face me!”

“Or what freak?”

“Leave him alone bud”

“Coop come on”

“I said let him be”

“I can’t bud he was”

“What? All over me?”

“You are not gay “

“Who are you?”

“Dude we have been his “

“Excuse me!”

“Who the hell are you?”

“I love him so much “

“You can’t mean that “

“Try it!”

“You will see it clear”

“Hold him still “

“No dude! Let me go”

“Relax man “

“Stop it!”

“You have no right “

“I am your man”

“I Hate you too”

“You are two timing bastard “

“Force him!”

“As you wish Master!”

“Mmmmm!”

“You enjoyed it”

“Hell yeah bro!”

The end