#PLEAE I BEG OF YOU

[chocolatecat777]

how it feels to go on the weezer tag to only see those stupid blue album edits of different characters

[skitskatdacat63]

Boy King AU | Vettonso + Martian | 1.3k

There's something about putting the future emperor of the Holy Realm on his knees like this. About how easily he goes, how willingly, how obediently. What would his adoring public think if they could see him now. If they saw their beloved king pressed down like this, in the cramped space between Fernando's legs. When they realized their little boy king took it like he was a little concubine instead. 

Fernando's bitterness is lifted away in moments like these, like taking off a heavy cloak on a winter's day. It was hard to feel humiliated about his own situation when watching Sebastian debase himself like this. 

He always gives himself up so easily. When Fernando threaded his fingers through his thick curls. When he pulled them, and then when he pressed his face down further down into the vee of his legs.  Sebastian rubbed his cheek into the coarse fabric of Fernando's breeches and blinked up at him. Fernando had to smother an embarrassing sound; he was just like a little cat!

Sebastian quirked his lips up into an odd little smile and slightly rose up on his knees, "What's funny?" Fernando swallowed lightly and schooled his face back into being impassive, "Nothing. As you were." Sebastian simply smirked at him and let himself be pushed back down by the fist clenched in his hair. 

Fernando scoffed internally, there was only so much pleasure in putting the other man in his place when he instead acted like this, this degrading action, was his birthright. He took to ruling and indulging in carnal pleasures as if they were of equal gravity. To be privileged to hold such high station and also let himself be taken apart like this…Fernando felt embarrassed for him.

He is dragged away from his musings when Sebastian moved to settle his hands in Fernando's lap, clutching his hips over the fabric and slightly squeezing; Fernando fought against the urge to shiver. Sebastian pushed up the skirt of Fernando's waistcoat and smoothed his hands over the opening flap of his breeches.

His eyes darted up at Fernando again, a daft smile on his face. Fernando scowled at him, "What?" Seb's grin sharpened, "You could stand to be a little more gracious. This is your future emperor, and future husband might I add, kneeling for you on this dirty, depraved, derelict- ah–" Fernando tugged on his hair again and hissed, "Well then, why don't you show me how eager you are to perform your marital duties?" 

Seb licked his lips, completely unconcerned by Fernando's annoyance, and unbuttoned one side of the closure to Fernando's breeches and moved to open the other–

The door to the carriage flew open, arrival announcement dying on a wheezing breath as the servant took in the image the two kings made. One splayed across the seat, exuding power, the other kneeled, debauched, between the former's legs. 

One would be hard pressed to determine which was higher on the totem of power and titles. 

There was something gratifying about this to Fernando, about being caught. He had been humiliated enough throughout the entire courtship, what was one more thing? And, certainly, what was one more thing if he could drag Sebastian down into the dirt with him. 

"Oh Mark, don't act so abashed! It's nothing you haven't seen before, in fact, we have been in this very position not even a fortnight ago!"

Oh. Yes. That. 

It was hard to be completely pleased when he remembered how Sebastian had already spent years prior to their engagement sampling the palace's ample selection of fellow high-born men. And how all those men seemed to be completely and utterly wrapped around his little finger.

Fernando released his hand from Sebastian's hair as if it had burned him. He did not understand why he felt ashamed with Mark looking in on them like this. Fernando was the one marrying Sebastian, not Mark; Mark was just a lowly courtier who had the esteemed duty of spending practically every waking hour with the brat…something he himself was decidedly not looking forward to. 

Sebastian stayed kneeling, staring impassively up at Mark, still fiddling with the clasp on Fernando's breeches. Fernando gritted his teeth and looked up from where he was watching Sebastian's clever little hands; Mark stared back at him placidly. 

Mark's indifference made the entire situation worse. Fernando now felt as if he was not doing anything unique, not doing anything particularly new. How many other men had Mark caught Seb with in this exact position? Fernando felt like he was just another plaything of the boy king, soon to be boy emperor, except his position was forever, permanent. He was the "Kept King", the king who only kept his throne due to the whims of a boy who doesn't even understand what power is.

Mark coughed, "Well," he says, "Your Majesty, I do believe you have a meeting to attend." Seb pouted at him and whined, "We were just getting to the main course," but still braced himself on Fernando's thighs and got up off the carriage floor. 

Seb pranced down the steps Mark had placed next to the carriage, miming tripping sown the stairs, snickering when his action made Mark reflexively reach out to grab him, and then playfully skipped off the final step. 

Fernando couldn't help but stare as Mark made the weirdest grimace in response, and he inexplicably felt all his mortification seep away from him. Huh. Maybe Mark is-

Seb then turned around and frowned at him, seemingly disappointed, but his eyes are deceivingly sharp, "Fernando, I regret to inform you that I have other duties I must attend to, you will simply have to wait." He then grinned up at Mark next to him and giggled as the other man stiffened when Sebastian looped both of his arms through Mark's. 

He leaned all his weight on the other man, Mark not so much as shifting his weight, "Oh Mark, won't you carry me back to the palace? I'm so very tired after all the horse riding," Seb looked up at him imploringly.

Fernando observed as Mark rolled his eyes and shrugged off the man, though notably not pulling his arm from Seb's grasp, and he got the distinct feeling that this exact scene had been played out countless times before. 

Fernando clenched his jaw as he watched Seb turn and saunter off, Mark trotting alongside him like a loyal dog. Fernando was supposed to be the unaffected one in this partnership, the unflustered one, the unconcerned one. And yet here he stood, in broad daylight, in a foreign kingdom, on the steps of a carriage with his breeches half unbuttoned and his cravat in disarray. 

He heard a cough from beside him, jolted and looked to the side. Sebastian's loyal Horse Master stood there, lounging against the side of the carriage. Fernando had forgotten who had even been driving the carriage in the first place. After Seb has let himself be pushed down, his hair still windswept from their ride together, everything else seemed to fade away. His thoughts were reduced only to how he could mess up the younger man's hair further. 

Jenson grinned at him wolfishly, and casually crossed his legs,  "First time?" he inquired. Fernando glared at him. The other man laughed openly at him, "What? He's a busy man with big prospects. You're not his majesty's only conquest, you know. Now your throne on the other hand…"

Fernando seethed, it was one thing to be humiliated by the future emperor, but to be patronized by the king's horse boy? No. It would simply not do. He closed his eyes in annoyance, pinched the bridge of his nose, exhaled, and prepared a speech about how he was not about to be talked down to by a man who didn't even have a throne to speak of! 

But when he opened his eyes again and opened his mouth to begin his tirade, Jenson was already wandering away to tend to the horses. Dios mío, Fernando was not mentally prepared to spend the rest of his life with all of these impertinent morons. 

[baydou]

drop haikaveh fic recs (all genres) in my replies pLEASE I need more haikaveh material or I'll keel over

[itspanimi]

i'm such a fuckign faggot...

[zer0brainc3lls]

THIS IS THE REALEST GODDAMN POST I HAVE EVER SEEN. SOMEOEN MAKE A SOLIATRE MOVIE OR SHOW RIGHT TYHE FUCK NOW

IM WCTUALLY BUTGING OHT OH MY FUCKIGNGOD

I can’t put into words how much solitaire means to me like I actually feel sick thinking about it..

I LOVE SOLIATREO SO MUCH I FUCKING LOVE DARRAGH HAND PLWASE SAVE ME LOORDD HES SUCH A GOOD MIXHAEL I AMS O HAPPY. I FOKIN LOVE TORI OH MY GOD SHES ALWAYS SERVING GOTTHHIC OKDER SISTER AND BECKY IS SO CUNTY OH KY TICKING GOD I LOVE JANE SPRING AND JULIO SPRING OLIVER UOU YHE BEST LITRLE BROTHER ON EARTH I LOVW TOI CHARLIE I WOULD DIEAND KILL FOR WVEEYONE HERE I LOVE SOLITAORE

[secondbeatsongs]

me: hey I need a doctor to prescribe and then manage my adhd meds

multiple healthcare websites: oh! you are a child!

me: what

healthcare websites: you're looking for pediatrics! or adolescent behavioral health! 😊 do you need a note for school? 😉 are you perhaps an 8-12yo who can't focus on his homework? 🤔 are you disrupting the classroom environment? do you either hate reading or super love it?

me: ...

healthcare websites: or maybe you're a mom! is your kid just the worst? are you just so exhausted and overwhelmed from how hard it is to be a parent to a child who has Needs™? you must be a mom!

me: pleaes...I'm begging you...

[babygirl-isbad]

Caught°•~

Warnings: sub!male, dom!femreader, oral (M recieving),corruption kink,shy male, mommy kink,degradation.

Listened to: 'Champagne and Sunshine' by PLVTINUM and Tarro 🎧✨️

He's trying to jerk himself off, at the thought of me riding him, hands on his chest as the hips move in rhythm.

"Yea-yeah please mommy just like that- *hiccup* "feels so- so good" he mumbles as he tries to jerk himself, unintentionally edging himself because he doesn't know how to give himself pleasure, small droplets of tears trickling down his face as the door flings open, I stand there, perplexed.

He panicks, and shivers, at the thought of how i would react and what i would do to him, touching himself..

"I- i i- i am sor-ry mom-my" "shhh" i say, taking steps,closer to him, as i observe his tear stained face, wrecked state , half lidded eyes moving with my red heels.

"Spread out on the bed,desperately trying to get some friction to tip over the edge, such a little slut you are baby." I whisper, in his ears, as my fingers grip his chin harshly.

My fingers caress his lips, trailing down to his neck and the chest area, taking my sweet time, exploring,appreciating every inch of this beautiful body of his, as he takes deep breathes, anticipation taking over him.

"Mm,you need me to make you feel good?" I say caressing his cheek with my thumb, as he nods, almost as an reflex, "y-yes y-yes please. I- i dont know what i am doing, help me please."

He begs with pleading eyes, how could i refuse these beautiful puppy eyes.

"Mm you are so pretty, babyboy," i say, lips close to his, as he leans over to kiss me, a deep, intense kiss, full of sheer lust.

My lips move down, kissing his jaw and then his neck, sucking on it, marking him as mine, my territory,as he winces and sucks in a sharp breath,because of the little sting he feels.

Hands moving down to caress his thighs, his calves and then moving to his inner thighs, "pl-please i can't- take more".

"Sit quitely and have patience" i say, mercilessly as i see more precum dripping out of him, a clear sign that he's enjoying this, more than he should.

I caress his base,as he whimpers, too much overwhelmed from the pleasure already.

I gently move my hand up and down his length, smearing his pre-cum all over his shaft, for it to act as a lubricant, as constant whimpers amd moans leave his mouth.

I make him sit in my lap, as my hand careesses his length, jerking him off slowly as i plant kisses on his back and neck.

His head thrown back on my shoulder, "pl-please-"

"Use your words,angel, tell me what you want to say?" I say, politely, a smug look on my face.

"Pl-please its-"

"Mmhm? Yeah its too much? You're close, aren't you?" I say kissing him as he nods,

Begging and whimpering more as he gets closer.

"Pl-please, pleae-it feels- so *hiccup* it feels so so good."

"I know baby, i know it does feel good." I say jerking him off, faster as i feel him twitching in my hand.

"I- i am..i am- i am gonna c-cum Please-please please mommy- please"

"Yes baby, yes cum for me."

"cum for me, and make a mess on my hand."

" good boy."

"good boy thats it" i coo as i talk him through his orgasm.

I can hear him panting, his chest gling up and down, as i caress his hair, "you did so good baby" i say pressing a kiss to his forehead.

"You were such a good boy for me baby."

He nods "Th-thank you."

He snuggles more into his neck as i rub his back to calm him down from the aftershocks.

.

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My corruption kink going brrrrrrrrr

[howler-moon]

Caitlyn Arcan.......

I'm currently dying of the flu all that's keeping me alive is thinking about arcane because my head hurts if I look at bright colours for too long or listen to anything with more than three syllables. (Update after writing I genuinely don't understand my original point for writing this im so out of it but its too much to not post now so i think i just wanted to info dump about caitlyn because i NEED ACT THREE I NEED IT NOW PLEASE PLEASE PLEAE PLEAS)

Anyway I do believe some people are missing that its not just Cassandra's death that is motivating Caitlyn to make the worst possible decisions known to man, although it is the thing that tips the scale for her. All this started way back in S1 E4 when Jinx went to steal the Hextech research. While Caitlyn was on duty she blew up a building as a distraction, killing 6 of her colleagues and almost herself according to Jayce. This incident alone already seemed to shake her up as she spent the majority of her time recovering absolutely obsessing over the case and who the culprit is (Vi herself says "and I thought Power could get obsessed" upon seeing her research she was LOCKED IN). Branching off from this, this incident also almost cost Caitlyn her job, something she has fought tooth and nail for against her mother's wishes and barely gets any respect in the field despite being like the only Enforcer who was good or even cared about her job (RIP Grayson). Say what you will about the Enforcers whether you don't care or despise what they stand for but you can't deny how important that job is to Caitlyn. Its her main source of independence ("she'd do anything to keep me from seeing the real world") and being forced to work behind a desk because of Jinx's attack would absolutely destroy her.

Skipping ahead to episode 9 we all know about the shower scene.......That shit is mad scary like hello?? It's like a direct parallel to the attack where she first met her as well. The smoke/steam clears and Caitlyn just looks up in dread to see Jinx's art sprawled across the wall. Except this time, instead of being some unfamiliar symbol out in the open, she knows what it means. She knows who it belongs to and that person is inside her home. In her bathroom no less, while she was brooding in the shower lmao. She genuinely could not be any more vulnerable in this situation and now she has been kidnapped and brought to some Mad Hatter esque tea party in some dingy run down factory in the middle of no where with the Silco and Vi causally tied up beside her. She's absolutely terrified too she flinches and begs Vi to the best of her ability not to shoot her, only for Jinx to go and threaten to do it instead. Keep in mind Caitlyn probably has no idea why Jinx wants her dead. Like she might have some idea but not to the level that the audience does simply because she is not informed by the humble dramatic irony. When she finally does break free Jinx ever so causally beats the shit out of her in the blink of an eye and of course to top it off once she wakes up again she's watching a nuke fly straight to her mother's exact location.

I don't think I need to explain why her mother dying would upset her. That was a massive blow (wayheyhey), and dramatically worsens the obsession we saw in S1. But the memorial.........guys think of the memorial........... Now let it be known to the court that this part was Ambessa's doing. Ambessa was the one who organised the attack on the memorial, but Cait doesn't know that. She wouldn't have taken Ambessa's offer if she did. To Caitlyn this is another thing Jinx has done, another attack directly on her for no reason other than to be cruel. To rub it in her face. Gassing the streets and engaging in police brutality is NOT the way to go trust me I was just as appalled as everyone at the start of S2 E3 like genuinely hand over my mouth saying "thats a war crime" to the screen over and over like she would hear me, but it did not come out of nowhere for no reason (whether good or bad). Caitlyn voices her frustration of "why is peace always the justification for violence" but she probably believes violence is a justification for violence considering her reactions to the memorial and Warwick's attack on Stillwater. She's not one to lead with violence but she will follow with it if properly provoked, and my god have people been provoking her. The time she shot Sevika, her initial hostility when captured by the Firelight's, up until The Grey, Cait has only responded violently when someone acted violently towards her/Vi. She only starts acting out first after the memorial but she still believes it's in response to what Jinx has done to her, even when it's people who have nothing to do with her. I think Ambessa further trains this response into her with their little spars as seen in S2 E6. When Huck jumpscares Caitlyn in S1 E6, she does pull her gun out on him yeah I'll give you that, but she doesn't do anything to him. It's more of a warning or means to defend herself as Vi is bleeding out on the floor behind her in this dingy little hole full of Shimmer addicts and she does talk it out with him. Whereas as season later in S2 E6, as soon as she sees Vi she does not hesitate she goes STRAIGHT for the kill, jumps down and fucking body slams her before even realizing who she was.

Anyway yeah I'm becoming ill again my point is, like every character in the show everything Cait has done has been building up since day one. It's not good that shes doing anything to get revenge but when you look at it from her perspective its like damn girl what did she do. Yes she's in a privileged position yes she works for the police but she's still human dawg how would you react to the situations she has been in. Mel is literally feeding into government corruption yall didn't care when she told Jayce to lay off with the Hex gate restrictions to keep the rich people happy and yall still love her (I love her too).

The parallels between Jinx and Cait go absolutely crazy they're both the same and on opposite sides of the spectrum at the same time. I understand why people prefer her more so than Cait, she's more of the underdog we've known her since she was a child and the majority of the things that happened to her happened when she was very young which makes it more tragic I am not denying that she is as relatable as a terrorist can get I love Jinx<333 Jinx my pookie Jinx my beloved <333 But I also love Caitlyn because she's silly and a girlfailure. My point is that I find it so weird that the Arcane fandom can hate a character for doing something bad and refuse to see their side of things when literally every character has done something bad if not worse and their side they have no trouble seeing/accepting. Except Ekko, Ekko genuinely has done nothing wrong in his life I've never met an Ekko hater in my life and if they exist I don't believe you.

If you're wondering what my opinion is on Jayce its that I appreciate what he adds to the story but I would hate to have a conversation with him. Not because I hate him but because I'm on my period right now and he would act like it's a cancer diagnosis

please dont hurnt me

[carlostck]

GHRGHRHGGHRGHR SONOCI RPIME SONSONSONISOINCNIARRHER RSON IC SONIC PRIME>!!?!?!?!

the crossover between sonic fans and ninjago fans needs to be studied

[nadianova]

hey this isn't really a question but thanks so much for making malcatras maiden like that actually really made me think about my life and helped me realize I shouldn't live out a toxic yuri irl

wait waht da heck thats the opposite of what i was trying to do wait come back pleae im begging you come back noooooooo

thank u

[rodolfoparras]

I hope everyone is enjoying the last month of 2024! literally this year is been a hell for me (chaotic tbh) but hey next year , y'all got it with cat level good luck and a win for us old man fuckers! :3 (throw this I need to fucking sleep)

What is it about this that you don't understand?

He had teased you all throughout the day in hope you'd get riled up bad and fuck him just how he's been desperately begging you to— rough and hard so he'd feel it in his ass the shape of your cock every minute, from the typical bending in front of you to show your favourite colored gem butt plug nestling between his plump cheeks, to literally fucking three fingers deep in his hairy cunt while you were doing your work in your home office. Sure, you guys ended up fucking but you'd go about the vanilla, gentle pace that made him see the stars aligned but not enough for him to scream the name of them. What are you, a fucking saint?? You must have snapped at this point!

For this one, he hates how considerate you are. 'Oh, he'd get hurt, oh you're worries he can't fight next time there's an emergency battle' his ass!

So for this time...

"Who?" You glared at him from the corner of your eyes, the moment he mentioned a name. Moreover how you knew him, and how the guy had a thing for him.

"Yeah," He shrugged as if it's not a big deal. "He's been asking me so much so I thought why not?"

"Is that so?" You growled. Oh, he didn't know you can do that.

"Surely so."

Of course, he doesn't planned to go out with the guy. Already rejected him, was too cocky. His next move better work, and when the next morning hits and he came up to you with a bloody miniskirt combo with a over the shoulder top, looking pretty— you immediately kisses him by the door.

"You're gonna see him wearing that?" You panted on his lips, your thumb tracing the edge of it.

"Why? I don't look pretty?"

"Jesus Christ, love.."

"I just want someone who can probably, y'know," He traces his finger on his thighs, the white stocking looking sinful. "Rip them apart for me. Who can make me feel it when I try to bend my ass over—"

"You know what," You chuckles darkly, unbuckling your belt as you groped him through the clothes. "I'm tired of being nice."

"Your wish is my command, princess. For the tortures you've put me through, I'll make you can't walk for months and gaping for me."

🪂

I love this so fucking much but need him to use his words to say what he wants need a highly respected to get on his knees and beg another man to fuck him hard need him to beg and plead til he’s in tears while you’re calmly smoking your cigarette barely acknowledging him need him to try and touch only for you to force his hands behind his back would love to record while his face is soaked in tears and his deep voice has turned into a high pitched squeak begging for you to fuck him pleae need to use that video for whenever he doesn’t behave

[luxanid]

Aaa 6 spoilers possibly

manifesting that what is going in the facility/morgue/wtv scene (excuse the poor quality)

is them trying to get Billys memories back. As both Billy Maximoff AND as William Kaplan. I think that it would make sense, that for him to unlock his powers, he’d need ALL of his memories. And given that he only has 3yrs worth of memories. Idk im hoping, praying and manifesting.

ALSO smn pointed out that the celing of that room is a clock. So like reversing memories??maybe?? Pleae Marvel i am begging you. This is my way of coping with the heartbrekaing realization on Billys situation.

[cvynd]

SOME OF YOU need to learn that, ESPECIALLY IN THE MOUTHWASHING FANDOM… slight TW for some triggering subjects

1. comparing a real life predator to a fictional predator/and or saying that someone is bad for liking said fictional character is WRONG. Someone’s real life trauma is not something you compare a fictional character to

2. calling characters like jimmy from mouthwashing random names including “jedophile” and “japist” straight up isn’t funny. it’s not okay. completely ignoring the fact that jimmy isn’t a pedophile…using these terms in a joking manner and just using it as his name isn’t funny. we know you don’t wanna say his name, but don’t fucking use real traumatic crimes that may not even apply to said character or MAKE A JOKE OF IT. like calling jimmy “japist”. it makes people think you don’t take rape seriously but your whole joke is referring to it.

3. people can like characters without being a bad person, a proshipper or having to over explain themselves. harmful, toxic and abusive ships are okay to enjoy with the critical thinking skills to recognize it’s not healthy and you do NOT condone it.

4. stop with the mf witch hunts. we all wanna enjoy art and media. stop saying “so sorry you had to draw ——-“ and that’s the only thing you say. it’s overused and not funny and quite frankly rude to disregard artists hard work and focus on something overdone.

be normal Pleae I beg you

[the-pobble-terrarium]

so I was thinking about the lovebug au and it got me thinking. what if... other viruses? So I ended up making a You Are An Idiot narrator that's just out to KILL

If you wanna make a you are an idiot narry too PLEASE DO PLEASE PLEASE PLEAE EI AM BEGGING PL

[actuallysyrie]

"Pleae, I beg you. Ask me to stay again."

Arthur nodded tightly. He cleared his throat. He was hoarse when he said, "Linus."

"Yes, Arthur?"

"Stay. Here. With us. With me."

Linus could barely breathe. "Yes. Always. Yes. For them. For you. For-"

He was being kissed. He hadn't even see Arthur move.

[robot-rarepairs-dotcom]

PLAESE LLAESE I NEED THEM. TO FUCKING GET LOCKED IN A ROOM FOR 24 HOURS BY THE FUCKING SAW GUY OR THE JOKER OR WHATEVER WHERE THEY WILL NEED TO ESCAPE. AND WHERE THEY'LL DIE WITHOUT COOPERATION. I NEED THEM TO HOLD EACH OTHER BY THE THROATS AND LOOK AT EACH OTHER INTENTLY, DISCUSSING THE NATURE OF EMOTION FOR HOURS STRAIGHT IN THIS POSITION. I NEED THEM TO WHISPER DATA OF THE FEELING INTO EACHOTHER'S LONG AUDIALS. I NEEED SHOCKWAVE TO CONFESS WHAT LEAD HIM TO THIS LIFE, AS WELL AS I NEED ULTRA MAGNUS TO MUMBLE WHAT PAST MADE HIM WHO HE IS. PLEAE. PLEASE. PLEASE I BEG YOU PLEASE PLEAS......

UGH THEM BONDING OVER THEIR LOSS OF PAST IDENTITIES AND STRUGGLIFN WOTH FEELINGS OMGGGGGGG THOSE GAY BITCHESSSS