#THIS FUCKS AHHH i read this twice it was so good

[hikeyzz]

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[st4rymoon]

can i request steven having a thing for making the reader squirt 🙋

love ur writing and u made my request genuinely come to life.

Ahhh ty!!! I’m glad you enjoyed it 🙊 ty for the support on my stories and the requests <33 we yearn for Steven Grant..

𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟖+

✶ 𝘏𝘺𝘱𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘥

• 18+, smut, squirting, overstimulation, unprotected sex, insinuation of a breeding kink, pet names, p in g, soft dom Steven

You were extra needy today, pawing and begging Steven for some attention as he flipped through the pages of his book.

So it didn’t come to a surprise when both of you ended up on the floor, your back pressed against the carpet as Steven fucked some manners into you. He was bullying his length into your tight cunt, not caring much about how many times he’d feel you squeeze and pulse around his cock.

He loved when you go like this, he always knew it probably meant you were ovulating by the way you were so eager to fuck him at any given chance. He loved knowing you were nice and ready for him to pump you full of his seed, he’d be more than happy to be the father of your children.

You’d already had 2 orgasm pulled out of you and Steven was just getting ready. He ate you out like a goddamn madman and fucked his thick fingers into your messy cunt twice.

Overstimulated by the orgasms it wasn’t a surprise that you came so quickly as Steven messily fucked you onto the floor with his thumb on your clit, soft circles rubbing against your overstimulated bud.

“This what you wanted yeah? Beggin’ me to fuck you while I was busy reading my book. But it isn’t your fault isn’t it lovie? After all I love spoiling my beautiful girl so much that she’s grown accustom to having her way” Steven cooed as his hands admired every inch of you.

You were crying from the overbearing pleasure, the constant knocking on your g-spot had you completely dumb. Steven smiled as he noticed your eyes widen, your hand flew to his abdomen as something felt a little different.

There was an unfamiliar tingling sensation inside your tummy, your legs shook in response as Steven purred out how good you felt. “All nice and wet love, feels’ so goooddd” he moaned with an angle to his hips.

You let out the filthiest moan as Steven hit the right spot continuously “st- oh m- oh my!” You were crying Steven’s name out as a clear liquid squirt onto his abdomen.

An obscene moan spilled out of Steven’s lips as he felt your pussy fluttering around his cock, the messy scene under him making his jaw go slack. You were shivering under him, your heels digging into the carpet as your nails dug into his bicep. “G- bloody hell” Steven gasped as he bucked his hips one last time. The mere sight of you making a complete mess on his cock had him releasing inside you.

The pornographic sounds coming from between you making it a scene straight out of a movie. Steven held you still as he pumped you full of his cum, his hips hauled onto the back of your thighs just to make sure none of it went to waste.

“D- did you just squirt?” Steven dumbly panted as he analyzed the mess between your thighs. You caught your breath as you held onto Steven’s arms for a few seconds “I’m sorry” you apologized in embarrassment “Love no no don’t apologize… can you do it again?”

[dreamersdreamdreams]

I had this idea based off the Devilgram story Enchanted Pudding. What if when MC makes a pact with one of the brothers their scent permanently changes and to control themselves the brothers have to have their way with MC…

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content type: nsfw content, proceed at your own risk

warnings: afab, choking, face fucking, unprotected sex (please have safe sex), crying, markings, names for lucifer: sir, master, names for MC: love, baby, overstimulation, fingering, fisting

A/N: my first fic 🤗🖤💖 I hope everyone who reads this enjoys, feel free to talk to me, I will be making fics for the other brothers with the same concept

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* lucifer ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

After making a pact with Lucifer, you kiss him. As you pull away, he grabs you and pulls you closer, resting his head in between your neck and your shoulder. You can feel his breath on your neck and him breathing in.

“Lucifer, is something wrong?”

“Your scent is so strong, I need to claim you Y/N”

Before you can speak you are suddenly in Lucifer’s room. He grabs you by the back of your neck and pulls you closer. Lucifer kisses you deeply, sucking and biting your lip. He continues across your jaw, down to your neck.

You whimper, “Lucifer, I need you.”

He grabs you by the chin roughly, “Yeah, you need me? Why don’t you show me how much you need me?”

He pushes your head down bringing you to your knees. You unbutton his pants and pull out his cock. You give it a few small licks before licking a long strip up his dick. You bring his head into your mouth but struggle to take him any further. You take the rest of his cock in your hand. You start jerking off the rest of his cock. Lucifer grabs you by your hair and pushes you down further. You gag trying to adjust to his size but before you can he begins thrusting into your mouth. You can hear him groaning deeply above you as he face fucks you. Tears form and fall from your eyes as you choke on his cock. You tap twice on his thigh signaling that you can’t take anymore.

“Are you okay Y/N,” he asks as he wipes away your tears.

“Yes, sir.”

Lucifer grins at the title. He picks your tiny body up and throws you onto the bed.

“You are so beautiful Y/N, I am ready to destroy you.”

He crawls on top of you and begins stripping your clothes from you. He leans down to catch you in a kiss. You grab his top and pull him closer as he takes control. He kisses and bites his way down to your chest, leaving marks behind. A symbol that you are his. As he takes your breast in his mouth, he drags a hand down to your thigh, squeezing it. You remove his shirt, feeling his muscles. He gives your other breast attention, taking it in his mouth and dragging his tongue and teeth along it. He inserts a finger and watches your face with a smirk as you moan out. As he speeds up he continues adding fingers. Eventually he fits his whole fist inside you. At that you come undone. You shake uncontrollably as Lucifer fists you through your orgasm. You slump down in the bed as your orgasm ends. Your eyes begin to close after such an intense orgasm.

“Aww how cute, you think we are done, not yet, love,” Lucifer says mockingly.

You open your eyes in shock, already feeling like you are at your limit. Lucifer deeply chuckles at your expression.

“Are you ready, I know you can take it, baby.”

“I’m ready, master.”

At that he grabs his cock and starts to insert it only for you to scream out.

“ ‘s too much!” you say as tears stream down your face at the pain of him splitting you open.

He grabs you by the chin and sternly states, “You can take it. Be a good girl.”

He finally fits his cock inside and he deeply groans as you moan out, “Fuck! Ahhh- Lucifer!”

You squeeze around him due to the pain and pleasure and grab at his back with your nails. He picks up his pace once you ease up. He starts slamming into you, the sound of skin slapping bouncing off the walls.

“Ahhh- ah- ah-.” you moan in sync with his thrusts, every time he hits that sweet spot inside you. You feel your insides tighten and everything around you goes blurry.

“Sir, I- I am going to come!”

“Go ahead, come for me, show everyone who owns you,” he growls out.

And just as he says that, you are coming. You scream out his name, with tears streaming down your face once again, this time due to pleasure. He continues to fuck you through your orgasm and just as you think he is going to stop, he continues.

“Master I- l can’t take anymore, t- too much,” you cry out.

“Take it,” he says sternly while softly wiping away your tears.

The overstimulation messes with your head, making you dizzy. You feel yourself falling from reality, only to come back at Lucifer’s hand around your throat.

“You’re mine,” he groans, looking into your eyes, while coming.

He stares you in the eyes while choking you, picking up his pace if even possible. His dick twitches inside you as he releases white inside you, painting your walls. At that he collapses next to you. His cock is still inside you, keeping his cum from leaking out.

“I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you too, Lucifer.”

[chrollohearttags]

𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫: 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐰𝐨 • 𝐏𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐠𝐚𝐬 𝐃. 𝐀𝐜𝐞

𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲: 𝐰𝐚𝐱 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲

𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰: 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞

𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞: 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲, 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐲, 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐦 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐥, 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫, 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤

📝: gonna be spamming and uploading these twice a day until I’m updated here.

cw: 2.4K

"Sssssh...haah!—the hell are you doing?!"

the words spilled from your mouth so suddenly that both of you were taken aback with differing reactionsof course.

(y/n)'s expression being that of shock and slight pain; contrasting your husband's with a faint smirk on those pretty features of his.

"Relax. It doesn't even hurt that bad..besides..you look too damn good right now."

the words were of little consolation to the stinging pain you were experiencing.

the sensation loomed over your trembling body as another warm droplet made contact with your skin. Hardened beads of white plastered to your rich, mahogany skin and only more were being added to the collection.

"Yeah, that's easy for you to say! It's not burning your—ahh! Fuck.."

your words were once again halted by the feeling of hot wax trickling onto your exposed abdomen.

those brown eyes fluttered and closed shut as you squeezed your fingers into your palms; restrained wrists grinding against the cold metal of the handcuffs pinning you to the headboard.

thick thighs and legs folded up to your chest level as the intricate knots of the leather rope bind them in place. Your round ass lie positioned in the air, in perfect view for him.

"I didn't do all of this for nothing, babe! You said I could have whatever I want and that was to see this pretty body covered in wax, right?”

it was his birthday and naturally, just like any other day, you wanted to give your man whatever he desired. After all, he did earn it!

however, when trying to cultivate the perfect gift for someone like Ace, it wasn't as simple as fancy cakes and dinners.

he wanted to do the utmost! Which included making you his personal toy. That's exactly how you ended up in this predicament.

tied up, covered in hot candle wax and being slutted out by this sexy ass psychopath. Even after after two years of marriage, it was damn near impossible to figure him out.

"If it hurts so bad, pumpkin, then why do you keep smiling and moaning? Looks like you're enjoying this as much as I am."

positioned on his knees that were pressed into the mattress, he stood above your frame; enjoying you in the extremely vulnerable state as he hovered that candle over your body.

it was like a game to him; seeing how long it'd take for you to break and completely lose all control for him. But you wouldn't make it easy.

even if it was his evening.

soon, that heated stick would begin releasing droplets all over your flesh and you couldn't take it! Your toes curled and you'd tighten any slack in those restraints as you bucked against them.

"AHHH! Fuuuuuck...I fucking hate you."

your words weren't cognizant of your actions whatsoever because you were flailing in laughter.

he was focusing primarily on your ass and stomach but a few strays managed to hit your breasts as well and it stung!

..but it felt so fucking good all the same. Although you were being resistant, your facial expressions read otherwise.

the perfect mixture of pleasure and pain plaguing your sensory nerves.

"Is that right, sweetheart? Because I call bullshit."

your chest rising and falling, the sharp gasps and pitiful moans..it was getting him riled up and that was an understatement!..

you'd tilt your head to the left and spot that growing bulge in his boxers. There was no doubt that he was a sadist and this had awoken something in him.

but you'd catch temporary relief when he paused to swirl his tongue around in your mouth and examine his work.

splaying his palms with residue of those formed beads, Ace massaged your sore thighs as they remained pent up.

"You know why? Because you're soaking wet, babe..look at that."

his next focal point was your swollen clit that he'd proceed to lay a couple of slaps on just to garner your reaction.

followed by high pitched yelps and sharp moaning, you'd start to laugh again because it was possible, your inner masochist was starting to appear.

he'd pull apart those thick lips, squeezing them before spreading to expose those pretty pink folds. You couldn't handle the way he was toying with your body!

"Ooooh, baby.."

"You want me to play with your little pussy? Rub on that clit?.."

the question was completely rhetorical as it was obvious by the line of slick covering your cunt that it was exactly what you wanted..what you needed and even craved.

"Yes! Please.."

laughing as he granted your request, your husband began rolling his finger pads across that little bud, even slowly swiping his thumb along the hooded area.

"Using our manners again? Damn, you must really want me to make you come, huh?"

chewing into your bottom lip, you'd tug on those restraints until he smacked your ass and told you to stop moving.

the sooner you realized that you weren't in control, the easier this would be. Every time you'd try to fight back, he'd hoist that candle and sprinkle droplets on your skin.

"Haaaa!—that's not funnyyy, stop!"

but he begged to differ and couldn't stop cackling at your facial expressions. The way it scrunched up and your toes curled was adorable.

meanwhile, Ace was still teasing your clit, and massaging your folds.

"Awww, but why would I do that? You're so cute when you're flailing around like this."

he was such an asshole sometimes but you loved him and loved how he was making you feel right now. The more he caressed that little bud, the more pressure you felt residing in the pit of your stomach.

he'd even reach up to pinch your nipples and squeeze on your breasts.

you were mere seconds from squirting and tightening around his fingers so he withdrew and slapped your ass yet again.

"Ah—no cheating, babe. You don't come without my permission. You know better."

"But!—"

"But nothing..play with me and I won't you let you nut at all. Understood?"

nodding your head, you were on the brink of completely breaking..

and he'd greet you with slaps to the cheek after your acknowledgment.

"Good girl. Now you hold it in until I tell you."

but he could only withstand so much teasing himself before it got to him. Those boxers had grown too tight and watching you coat his fingers had him longing to feel it on his dick.

maneuvering from the side to your exposed front, Ace worked his last remaining clothing article down his legs. Putting out that flickering candle for a moment and setting it aside.

that thick, aching length sprang forth and stood upright when he released it.

it was so pretty and right now, (y/n) longed for nothing more than for it to be balls deep inside of you..

stroking the shaft, he'd suck his teeth and bend forward to adjust. "Fuuuck, look what you did to me, baby. Got my shit all hard."

that would make you smile because it was no hiding the fact that you were his biggest weakness. The man was obsessed with you..

but watching him tower over you with that look in his eye was quite arousing as well. Placing his palms into your quaking thighs, his weight soon began to bare down on your body as he prepared to slide in.

however, before that could happen, he wanted a quick taste of your dribbling nectar.

"A man's gotta have his cake and eat it too, right?"

dark brown eyes glaring over your large breasts and slightly pudgy tummy as that tongue delved into your hole.

a few licks and soft kisses to quell you before pounding your pussy always done the trick.

"Oh my gosh...baby.."

"Yes..keep grinding it in my face. Fuck my tongue, babe. You taste so fucking good.."

you couldn't move much but that little bit of leeway allowed you to buck your hips forward. That whiny tone of his getting you each and every time.

slurping noises began to amplify throughout the room and you only wished you were free of these restraints to run your fingers through his hair as he ate you out.

meanwhile, his left hand stroked his cock as a means to edge himself.

he figured you didn't deserve to suffer alone! Besides, it would make the actual sex more intense..

but if neither of you felt relief soon, it was going to be bad..so he'd give your clit one last peck before sitting upright and sliding himself across your slit.

it felt so warm at first instant, that he had to clench his jaw to refrain from ejaculating too soon.

grasping your thighs, he'd prepare to pace himself by going slow.

"I can't wait to fuck you..bury my dick deep in this fat little pussy, baby..that's the best gift I could ever ask for. Are you going to let me? Can I have it, princess?"

when he begged like this, it was impossible not to cave. You could see how desperate and needy he was..

"Yes, it's yours, baby! Take it.."

and before your words could even form into a complete sentence, he was nestled inside of you instantly. That initial sensation elicited a loud moan from you both.

walls practically clutching him from jump and he didn't waste another second before moving his hips. Gently thrusting in and out as he found his rhythm.

slow strokes ensuing along with sloppy tongue kisses, making the moment even more intense.

"I love you..God, I love you so much, (y/n). For letting me slow fuck you like this..for letting me use your body. You're so goddamned good to me, baby."

as his voice ascended into a higher pitch, his thrusts followed suit into a faster pace. It would seem he was softening for the moment.

as he really had no other choice because you felt amazing.

smacking sounds from your slimy mixture joining the fray as well. That tight, sopping cunt barely even wanting to contain him..

breathing heavily, your moans infiltrated his ear and made him swell inside of you. It was throbbing..only minutes from bursting.

"I love you too, baby..that dick feels so fucking good.."

"Well..you gotta open that pussy up for me, princess. You're squeezing so tight I can barely fit."

you'd try your best but all of the sensations at once were overwhelming;

stinging from the wax, overstimulation, the pain of the restraints and his constant cooing.

but you managed to unclench so he could bury at least to the shaft. You were so afraid that if you did, you'd wind up climaxing prematurely and he'd punish you for it.

but he worked his way in and when he did, you'd arch your back in unison.

"Good girl..that's it. Oh..you're taking me so well. So proud of you sweetheart, good job."

he was going so deep, rhythmically swaying his lower body to bury himself to the hilt. Meanwhile, you'd meet him with creamy reciprocation for each one.

eventually, the bed would begin to rock underneath you and he became primal.

he was reaching the bottom half of your stomach, even watching himself bulge in and out so he was happy.

huffing and breathing heavily when the feeling intensified; overcome by your wetness. Soon, you'd feel yourself on the brink of fainting as you had been withholding for a while.

your eyes began to trail backwards into your head but you were quickly awoken by slaps to your cheek and hands around your throat.

"No..stay with me, princess. I need to see those pretty eyes while I fuck the shit out of you. Look at me."

and you knew he was serious from the deep tone. It was becoming harder to though and soon, he was balls deep, slamming to the hilt inside of you.

his feet had even come off of the mattress a little when he burrowed over your frame and pounded that tight core to oblivion.

"Oh shit! Fuck, you're so deep in me, baby! I'm gonna come. Please let me come, I can't take it!"

loud cries and wails escaping your lips in a plea to release all over that shaft didn't fall on deaf ears. He felt the exact sentiment and was ready to allow it.

those tears in your eyes were a sign of you holding back for too long so he didn't want to make you wait any longer.

reaching down to roll his thumb across your clit, he'd lean over to feed your more slow tongue kisses. Your gazes locked and and he'd swipe his other thumb across your cheek.

"You're right there, I can feel it. Let's come together, alright? You don't have to hold back anymore."

that was music to your ears and it didn't come a moment too soon. Sweat pooling around your foreheads...

grunts becoming louder and before long, he was pounding you, making sure he was nestled deep inside for his release.

"Oh God! Yes!"

the two of you shouted at the same time as you reached those climatic peaks together.

his warm, silky nut spilling out of your aching body in strings as he cried out. Your creaminess had also decorated his entire shaft.

when he pulled out slowly, he was still dripping and a little erect, a sign of just how much you turned him on.

but right now, all he could do was stare into those beautiful brown eyes of yours. That's all he cared about was making sure that you were alright...

giving you more soothing pecks, he'd rub a hand down your stomach and breasts. He couldn't believe how lucky he was.

"..hey, you did wonderful, baby. How do you feel?"

"Amazing. A little better if I could get these ropes off."

that would illicit a laugh from you both and he'd take note.

"Right..on it!"

"Wait—"

but before he did, you'd nudge him over for one last kiss and your tongue swirled so eloquently around his that he damn near went for round two.

but you were both entirely too spent for that. Regardless, this was an experience you enjoyed, aside from the pain.

"Happy birthday, baby..I love you."

"I love you more, princess."

the perfect ending to a perfect night, one you would remember for a very long time. And who knows? Maybe he'd let the roles be reversed for your special day..

but that would be short lived!

as he carefully unfastened those knots and cut the restraints, you'd watch him and it was as if he knew what was on your mind.

climbing from the bed after gathering his bearings and freeing you, he'd make sure you were okay first.

"I'll go run us a bath..get you all cleaned up."

you'd nod to him and before you could get the words from your mouth good, your tone gave it away.

"And babe? Get that look out of your eye, there's no way I'm letting you do this to me. You'd get carried away."

huffing, your lips would form into a cute pout as he walked into the bathroom.

"Well I guess a girl can dream."

[favcharacterpoll]

ROUND 5 MATCH 16: LINK VS. NICO

Link from BotW/TotK faces Nico di Angelo from the Riordanverse. Who do you like more?

Link Propaganda:

"i love this guy"

"I love him so much, okay? He's the only person capable of wielding the Master Sword, bears the Triforce of Courage, and was chosen by the goddess Hylia to protect Hyrule"

"Pretty boy"

"ok so link is like the best character ever imo cause have you seen what he looks like in totk he's so gender and ahhh and he's really cool and I love him so so much <333 and oot link is really cool and he's my whole childhood, and I love skyward sword and wind waker link cause they're so expressive, and I love twilight princess wolf link I just love all versions of link so much<3 only exception is the version from the philips cdi games he's so goofy" (focus on the totk part of this one)

"link is THE Gender Envy icon pretty boy pretty boy with sword!!"

Nico Propaganda:

"autism"

"YOU KNOW WHAT. if autism isn't enough to compel you to VOTE NICO then i will write this.

ok so he's gay & european (like the legally blonde song) and also a goth. we love our goths here on tumblr right?!

first i need to provide you a visual. please imagine a small italian boy. now imagine that small italian boy going through a time machine hotel casino in vegas, some wack crazy traumatic incidents, becoming an alt/emo kid and being so fucking powerful that even gods show a little more respect to him than others...

nico has gone through literal hell TWICE !! one time it was VOLUNTARY !! and all the while he was probably experiencing said hell in its most terrifying form. this shows us his mental resilience and selflessness are incredibly strong traits of his and that maybe he should stop being a reckless bitch but whatever !!!!!!

tumblrinas listen up... nico was the first canon lgbt+ character created by rick riordan in the chb chronicles (i am not counting all the other gods, goddesses, minor deities and other figures of greco-roman myth). he was the trailblazer. his story didn't end in tragedy, but he found friendship and love and family, which in this age of upsetting "bury your gays" media is still quite hopeful to read!!

nico has a sunshine bf who would literally walk through hell with him!! i'm not kidding. this actually happened. i'm sure he's definitely cheering from the sidelines somewhere... please do not let will solace down!!

did i mention nico's the son of hades, god of the underworld?? this means his powers include, but are not limited to, being able to communicate with spirits via mcdonalds happy meals, wielding a sword that rends souls asunder, turning people into ghosts, re-animating skeletons, shadow traveling and being able to read other people's death auras.

these powers and his terrifyingly grumpy personality (in earlier books) have created a reputation famous among the demigods and deities. also he literally summons an entire skeleton army and rises from the fucking underworld with his father, stepmother and step-grandmother (all gods) (how does this work) in tow, inspiring FEAR and PANIC among the enemy lines.

and if that's not enough, he's friends with lizard people, his signature items of clothing are a BIG AVIATOR JACKET + SKULL RING = VERY GOOD CHARACTER DESIGN and his hair canonically smells like rain on stone. just so you know

VOTE NICO VOTE NICO VOTE NICO !!!!!!!!!!!"

[callsignmist]

Quiet and sneaky.

AFAB!reader x The Ink Demon

Smut!!!

"CRAP!" I thought themself. "WHY are there so many lost ones here?! I wont be able to beat them all..

I just need to sneak around."

I crouched down and started to sneak through. I banished a few lost ones, and got caught twice but i managed to stay alive. (Yes ik. its the lost ones BUT THERE WERE LIKE 20 OF THEM OKAY?)

Finally I came to the end of the hallway. There was a balcony with a vending machine and a gent recharge station so I climbed up. There still were many lost ones around me so I couldn't make alot of noise. I used my slugs and bought myself some food.

All of the sudden I hear scratches and whispers.

Fuck. The ink demon is coming.

And there were no lockers, or miracle stations anywhere.

He came from behind, and leaned in. I stood still.

"There you are... I've been looking all over for you~"

"What do you need?" I ask him, not exactly harshly or shaky, but with a calm trembling voice. (if ya get ma jist)

"I am hungry. And i need something to play with.

I tracked your smell. You smell so...alluring~"

I weirdly blushed at that.

"How about i play with you, right here?~"

Here?

I mean. He has done this before, so I guess...

.

.

HERE?

"Here?! W-wait we can't! The lost ones! They will hear everythi-"

Before i can finish my sentence, a large hand grabs my face and lifts it up.

"I am the ink demon. I rule this realm.

I do not care if some puny peasants see me. I can do WHATever i want. And i do not like to be told no."

"B-but-" I try so say, but i get pushed up against the wall. I wince at he pain.

"Don't tempt me human. I am more that capable of breaking you. Don't test your luck."

"O-okay.."

I close my eyes. Okay, its gonna be okay.

I just have to be qui-

Before i can even process that i wanted to think, a large tentacle pulls down my pants and touches my inner thigh, slowly sliding upwards.

Then another one appears, going under my shirt and wraps itself around my breast and tugging the nipple slightly. I hum softly as i feel another

Tentacle touching me. And with a quick movement, it slides inside me making me gasp loudly.

I hear a voice from underneath. "Shit. Gotta be quiet-ahhh~" i feel the tentacle start to thrust in. I quickly bite my lip as to not make noise, however the creature that stood behind me grabbed my other breast and leaned closer to me again. He started to whisper gently in my ear:

"No need to me shy my dear. I want the whole studio that you belong to me~" and he bites my neck, licking (read: kissing)and suckling on it. I moan.. maybe a bit too loud because someone from underneath starts yelling. The trusting gets harder, and so does your breathing. Icould feel the orgasm nearing. "Fuck" i moan/whisper.

"I- i am-" Before i could finish the tentacle was pulled out of me. I groan in annoyance and suddenly

I was turned onto my back. There were tentacles wrapping around my legs, tying them up and holding them. My hands were also tied. The demon smiled at me.

"Don't worry dear mortal, we arent finished yet~"

A thicker tentacle is shown into my entrance, roughly pulling out and back in. I moan loudly. The ink demon itself starts

Licking whatever part of my skin was visible. Biting my skin and leaving a mark.

I heard lost ones calling out to one another. Shit.

The tentacle kept pumping into me faster and faster. I started to tear up.

Then another Tentacle wrapped around my ass, groping it. I whined, even begged him to continue what he was doing. I was almost at the climax when a long and girthy tounge swiped over my clit. I wailed in pleasure and finally came. I was hot, sticky and tired. But he kept going until a growl was heard and black gooey cum spilled from my body.

"You did good darling.. such a good plaything~" He nuzzles my neck. "Kissing" it lightly and sniffing me. Then the tentacles holding me dissappear, and so does the ink demon. I take a deep breath and pull my pants up. "Where are my underwe-" bitch probably took them. Damn.

I button my pants and fix my shirt. Then I grab my gent pipe and go down the balcony. I was expecting lost ones charging at me but I was greeted by..dead bodies? Then it hit me. "Heh..that Bastard <3" I thought to myself and continued my way, legs still shaky but a big smirk plastered on my face.

[segredosjogados]

My first Richy fic

Ok, things you need to know:

1. This fic was written first in Portuguese. I don't feel comfortable in posting in Portuguese, but if you'd like to read it Portuguese, let me know 'cause I can post it.

2. I like to write in first person, this is one of those. 

3. +18 /sexual themes, high graphic description 

🥘🎶💓 welcome to my wicked mind 🐦⚓️💕

Richarlison left the room following the delicious smell of lunch being cooked in the kitchen. He tried to guess where that cuisine came from, which didn't smell Brazilian or English.

"Good morning my love!" I said with a wide smile on my face, stirring a pot with a bunch of vegetables inside.

"What are you doing this morning? I thought you were still sleeping, but I woke up and you weren't in bed." he commented as he opened the fridge and took out a jar of green juice, drinking straight from the top of the bottle.

"For fuck sake Richarlison, that's fucked up! Grab a glass to drink the juice, please!" I complained, throwing the dish towel at him lighltly. Richarlison drew back and pretended to be in pain. I looked right into his face in disbelief at the drama "Seriously, now drink all the juice and wash the jar" I demanded, pointing to the pitcher and the sink.

"I won't do it at all, I'll put it back here" he replied, opening the fridge again to put the juice.

"No you fucking won't. The sink is over there and you will wash it, so…" I answered back, hitting the wooden spoon on the pan, making a loud noise that made him jump.

"You talk like you don't put your mouth on my p-" he replied and I cut him off as quickly as possible.

"Richarlison!" I was mortified with embarrassment, even though there was no one there. He had a point, but that didn't justify it. "Would you please - " I tried to ask, but he cut me off again, this time moving his body closer to mine, putting me between him and the kitchen counter.

"Why doesn't that complaining little mouth of yours do something better?" he whispered, brushing his lips from my neck to my ear, making my entire body shiver and my legs shake. Not to mention my beyonussy  who was desperate and sparkling. I tried to focus on the pan in front of me, on low heat, and the vegetables simmering. But that melee touch was too lit and it was going to burn.

"Is it? What do you want that mouth to do? It needs to be very specific," I whispered back fiercely, trying to rationalize my brain and the fireworks between my legs.

"You could use that attitude and get down on your knees real slow" he started, putting a hand on my shoulder, pulling me down. I obeyed, bending my knees and reaching up to his waist. "Now you open that little mouth of yours that talks a lot and put it to good use" he said, picking me up by the neck and gripping my hair. I didn't have time to think twice and pulled his shorts down - and he was only in shorts - and used my hand to gently pull the little pombo out and pumped it a few times before putting it all in my mouth, deep throat really. He felt the pressure and placed his hands on the counter in front of him, trying to keep himself standing while I did him just the way he liked. Hearing his moans was music to my ears, trying to keep his posture and low voice when I knew he just wanted to whisper in my ear, like every night. But I let him try to maintain his posture, using my tongue to try to pull the best sounds out of his mouth. I kept my eyes closed because I'd rather feel than see, but when I opened my eyes and looked up, he had his eyes tightly closed, his head half turned back and his chest rising and falling, breathing hard. I knew it wasn't long before he came and that I was going to need to hold on tight.

And it didn't take long.

When he came, his knees were shaking and I concentrated on not laughing and not choking.

The feeling of him in my mouth is always unique. It never matters if I feel my throat burn and tears run down my cheeks, it's always a unique feeling.

When Richarlison let out the "ahhh" I knew my job was well done.

I got up, I kissed his neck and suck his weak neck spot and warned him "Next time you want to hold this attitude with me, I'll earn something"

"It's like you boss me around" he teased, trying to pull away from me. "What are you doing for us to have lunch anyway?" he asked, as if nothing had just happened.

"So what? Do you even care about it? It must have burned already" I went to look at the pan and saw that the sautéed vegetables were already too sautéed indeed.

"If you have an attitude with me like that again, you'll kneel again," he snapped, looking straight into my eyes. I got close to him, face to face, our breaths mingling.

"Bet" I replied in a low voice.

"All fours" he replied, in his turn, with a firm voice.

I knew this was going to be a hunt.

[lmskitty]

What are your satosugu fav moments? And what are your fav personal headcanons about them?

Ahhh so many!!! Thank you for the ask!!!

I love all the bits in the credits like Geto waiting for Gojo in the rain, them playing against each other in the arcade, it looking like Gojo kisses Geto's cheek and him shoving him away.

I love the little moments they have together like in the JuJusanpo where they do the grand prix and Suguru wins all the cursed corpses and Gojo's like suguruuuu~ mocking him. I love the way Geto says his name.

I love that Geto is the one to ask if Gojo is ok, says that he needs to sleep in Hokkaido. I love Geto admonishing him on the phone for his personality. There's so many. Theyre just so good for each other.

Fave personal headcanons!!!!

1. Gojo rarely sleeps but when he's with Geto he feels safe so he's out like a light, he likes to wrap his arms and legs around Geto and spoon him so he can cuddle him and sniff his hair cause Geto's hair always smells amazing. Geto always has to peel his limbs off of him to go to the toilet and finds Gojo starfished out in the bed when he returns.

2. Controversial opinion!!!! They're Vers. It doesn't matter whose on top it's just about each other and they get lost in it and can vary from long slow tender making out to fast and vicious fucking. They're the only other person that can match each other's pace so I think when they do break up they both find it hard to be intimate with others in the same way again.

3. They love fighting hand to hand, the reason Gojo is as good as he is fighting without technique is because Geto trained him that way. The first few times they fought without techniques Gojo got his ass handed to him and was shocked and made Geto teach him how to fight like that.

4. Gojo plays video games and Geto reads beside him. He buys the guides to games Gojo is playing so he can help him out when he's stuck on Dragon Quest.

5. Geto's love language is receiving quality time and giving words of affirmation. Gojo's is giving gifts and receiving physical touch. Gojo adorns Geto with books and food and clothes. Geto spends hours reading the books Gojo got him with Gojo's head in his lap slowly stroking his hair as he reads. Gojo never lets anyone in so Geto considers being that close to him a rare gift on its own. Sometimes he reads passages to Gojo who mocks his boyfriend and his research but loves hearing his voice and would live like that forever watching the sunlight shine through the window onto his long black hair if he could. He always thinks he's beautiful always but he thinks he's especially beautiful when he's relaxed and has his hair down and is lost in his studies. Gojo is always torn between watching him and the way his eyes move across the page, and pulling down his face to distract him and kiss those soft lips. Sometimes the urge to kiss wins but mostly he appreciates what's in front of him. Gojo's six eyes see everything and when he looks at Geto and sees the shape of his soul he still knows it's the most beautiful thing he will ever witness.

Bonus (bad habits):

(Gojo always strips down to his boxers when he gets into his room and leaves his clothes everywhere because he's used to someone else picking it up and Geto HATES it. His room is in perfect order Gojo says his room is organised chaos. When they make out in Gojo's bed there's always sweet wrappers in the duvet and cans of soda on the sides and Geto finds it SO gross. He has once or twice refused to put out lest Gojo tidy his shit up which he has done immediately while bitching about it.)

(Geto has gross morning breath from his first cigarette and coffee. Gojo always complains about it but Geto points out he's the one that chooses to kiss him before he gets a chance to brush his teeth)

[yuushiii]

puppy love

. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ gn!reader x boyfriend warnings, smut, dickriding, livingroom sex, twas a dark and stormy night, praise, petplay, men whimpering X3, predetermined relationship, begging, chest size not confirmed, unprotected sex (or reader is on the pill), bf cums inside, slight breeding if you read between the lines, implied edging, brief cockwarming, bf is nervy about whimpering for his gf:(, reader is afab and has pussy!!!!, reader creaming that dick till he cum!!!!

wc: 986

yeah so nsft under the cut (sorta proofread)

Soft grunts and sighs are all that can be heard amongst the plapping that echoes within your warm, dimly lit living room. you’re bouncing on his dick. his hands are on your hips, gently guiding you as you glide up and down his shaft. Your hands tighten their grip on his shoulders as he leans back against your couch.

“F..Fuuckk…” he sighs out breathily. He grits his teeth, his brows furrowing as he bites his lip— a feeble attempt to hold back the whimpers he’s so anxious to let out. He’s panting, his eyes flitting from your blissed expression to the place where you’re connected. His expression softens, the intimacy being a reminder of your relationship with him. He adores you, and as he looks up to meet your gaze, you lean forward.

“Hah.. hamnn—,” Your moans are muffled by his tongue in your mouth. Your hands trail from his collar to his hair. Your fingers find themselves lost within, pulling him into you and keeping him there as his breathing syncs with yours for a second. You’re losing yourself in him—! mind lost in the ecstasy of his cock kissing your cervix every time your hips plummet into his.

He pulls from the kiss gasping for breath simply to dive back in for more. He’s insatiable- hips now rutting up into you in unison with your thrusts. His arms glide up to your back, feeling your waist in his hands and he’s losing himself. His mind reels at the searing of your skin against his own. You’re so, so close to him and he loves it. “Mmph— Ah, ahhh…” he pulls away, his head falling back and moan slipping past his lips before he pauses. Blinking twice, he looks back at you with widened eyes only to be greeted by your needy expression.

“Fuck!” You curl your brows upwards. “Pleaeesee, please, please, please,” you beg, cupping his face in your hands. “Please, moan for me, puppy. I need it— I need you so, bad. Fuck, baby... Do that again for me, please?” You start bouncing again, your intention clear as you study his face for a response.

The shock fades from his face when he looks back down at where your hips meet. “I- I… Ohh, fuck..” he stutters, forgetting how to speak. He whines out, the pleasure clouding his already hazy mind with lust. His breathing becomes ragged as he whimpers into your ear.

His pathetic moaning sends you over the moon !! If only his dick wasn't pounding into you like this, your thoughts would only be filled with those pretty sounds of his. “Yes, yes, yes! Don’t stop baby, you’re such a good boy,” You slur out the praises, holding his face in your hands as he looks up at you pitifully. His pretty eyes are laced with tears and his lips parted and trembling as he whimpers at every bounce.

“Baby, please… I’m- ‘s too much,” he pleas, his shoulders trembling and his thighs shaking under you. He looks between you and your chest, wondering how much longer he’ll last with your searing heat enveloping his length so tightly- the snug fit squeezing him so perfectly.

“Mmh, c’mon baby. You can take it, I promise hun..” You affirm, your bouncing seemingly ceaseless as you persist.

‘Aren’t your legs getting tired?’ he wondered. ‘Surely, you must be close?’ He'd hoped, anyway… He wouldn’t have to hold it for long? Just until you came first; then, he could catch a break! He’d get to fill you up with his cum just like you promised he could!

You huff out, “Keep moaning for me, puppy-dog. I’m almost there.”

he looked at you like you had offered to take him on a walk!

His arms wrapped tightly around you, his face buried into your chest as he moans out. He’s halted your bouncing with his grip around your waist, now thrusting up into you like a needy dog in heat. His rutting into that one gushy spot that makes you squeal has you throwing your head back, moaning his name over and over.

You feel the tension building, the orgasm creeping up your spine as you tense up, your shoulders stiff as you hug him tightly. “Ah! Ahhh, fuuckk..” You moan out— and he follows in ‘suit, however muffled by your chest. You’re coming undone, the squeezing of your walls around his dick sending him over the edge. Thick spurts of cum shoot into you, coating your walks in his sticky, bitter white. He’s panting, the poor boy struggling to catch his breath. He looks up at you again, the tears previously pricking at his pretty doe eyes having already fallen, now staining his cheeks. His brows curve upward as his jaw hangs, gasping for air. You look down at him, also breathing heavily and shifting your position to hold his face in your hands again. He leans into your warm touch, his breathing slowing as it steadily returns back to normal. You smile at your pretty boyfriend, leaning down to give him a kiss on his forehead.

“Good job, baby. You’re such a good boy… I love you,” you mutter lowly. Your thumbs brush the wet from his cheeks and the tears from his eyes. “You did so good f’me…” You give him another hug, but this one is relaxed and gentle.

“Mmh, thank you, my love,” he shares the embrace with you, his voice gentle as he tells you how pretty you are. “’Love you too, babe.”

The two of you sit together for a while longer. As much as you enjoy sitting on his lap and keeping his pretty dick warm, you should probably get up and clean off soon… if not to cuddlefuck or sleep, then at least for the sake of your poor couch.

author’s notes; i toootally didnt write this while thinking ab the grim reaper….. not at aaallllllll

©2024 yuushiii, not to be translated nor reposted without permission.

[dearestgojo]

I ended up losing all my mind when I read the part of the card. Celeste- I have no words, I swear, I just need you to keep talking about toji with a mommy kink

Ahhh okay, I feel like I should be the last person writing this, but I'm having thoughts. Quick shout out to @sunaswife for helping me collect my thoughts lol

Warnings: 18+. Mommy kink. Sugar mommy reader. Sugar baby Toji. Nipple play. Edging.

I'm going to start by saying, I don't think you have to be older than him to be his mommy, just financially better off than him, enough to give him a decent allowance (sufficient for him to have some leftover if he decides to gamble a bit). You take care of every bill, pay for dates, his gym remember ship, his clothes, everything. He lives in absolute comfort. He does try to return the favor by keeping the house clean and cooking dinner, he'll try to dress up (or down) for when you get home.

I think most people (even if you're older than him) would think he's the one in charge in the bedroom and homemaker, and they're a little shocked when you pull out your card at the counter when you go out shopping and he just stands there with his hands he is pockets looking around. Especially when they see that most of the stuff on the counter is for him, there are expensive thick watches, tailored suits, gym shorts and tanks, and huge ass golden rings for his thick fingers.

Him calling you a mommy started out as a way to feel like you had some power from the stress of working in a male-dominated field where you always felt talked over. He didn't think he'd enjoy it as much as he did, but he loves hearing you call him your good boy, telling him everything you'll buy him if he makes you cum at least five times. He never disappoints, he'll do anything to make his mommy feel empowered, happy, and stress-free. He'd even do it without the promise of more gifts because you already take such care of him, so it's only right he return the favor and have you cum on his tongue three times, twice on his fingers, and however many times on his fat cock until you give him permission to cum.

It becomes a norm after a while for you to come home to find him in just an apron and boxers serving dinner (sometimes it's just the apron). He'll meet you at the door and take your shoes off before carrying you to the couch where he massages them, dick twitching a little when you purposely press your heel to it, asking you bout your day as dinner cools down a little.

On the days when you are very tired from work, you'll end up on the bed, naked, him massaging your back, his big hands undoing all the stress knots from the day, rutting a little against your ass. He's trying to be a good boy and not think about how warm you feel wrapped around him, and he's trying so desperately not to beg you to let him fuck you a little, even just the tip. But he can't keep his thoughts in check every time you groan when he presses against a knot, or squirm under him, he ends up begging and humping your thighs, "Mommy can I please fuck you. I've been good, cleaned the house, and made your favorite. Just want to feel your warm pussy mommy."

You give the okay, but before you can even switch positions he's telling you to just lay down and that he'll take care of you, that he'll do all the work. And he just fucks you while your own your tummy, spreading your cheeks apart as he presses his chest to your back, turning your brain into mush along with his. and he's just repeating "mommy" over and over, begging for you to let him cum inside. And you can't say no to him because he has been a good boy today. You leave him your card the morning after for him to treat himself to a spa day when he gets out of bed.

On days he doesn't manage to finish everything you left for him you punish him, by edging him and not letting him touch you. Which is hard for him because he just wants to feel you close and hear you praise him as you caress him and call him your good little boy. He has to grip the edge of the couch so he doesn't thrust up into you, every time you stop just as he's about to come, and get more on your bad side. But you're tweaking his nipples and pulsing around him. He doesn't think you'll notice if he moves a little when you slide up his length, and he's so wrong.

You look down at him with disappointment and say "I thought you were a good boy, but I guess your just a bad boy. And bad boys don't get rewards." And he just starts breathing harder, whimpering a little when you get off of him, putting your skirt back in place, and picking up your bag. I don't think he would beg for forgiveness, but he'd figure something out quick to get back in your good graces before the night ends.

[mizu0xox0]

Hhhhhh I swear my Aventurine is self aware and likes to fuck with me cause like I pulled for Acheron and got her miraculously with a bunch of pulls left over, so I decided do go for Aventurine cause I like him and I really do feel for his character so why the fuck not?

So when his banner came along I did a whole good luck ritual and everything where I went to the slot machines in game and played until I got the grand prize before sinking in all remaining pulls aaaaaand

I didn't get him :(

Well ok, I wasn't too surprised cause I wasn't guaranteed AND I had just gotten Acheron but I was fuckin DETERMINED

So I dragged myself through almost all the companion quests I'd been putting off for the crystals, as well as getting the first clear rewards for all the levels on EVERY SINGLE WORLD in the simulated universe for the grand total of one final ten pull.

I was so excited when it went gold cause for a second I thought all the hard work had paid off but it was just a Himeko duplicate, so I just kinda accepted that he wasn't coming home

UNTIL THE GIFT FROM THE HEAVENS DECENDED

THE ANNIVERSARY REWARDS

One free ten pull. ZERO pity. The gamble. The risk. It went gold.

I got him.

I WASN'T EVEN MAD CAUSE LIKE, THAT'S SUCH A HIM THING TO DO - IT FELT LIKE HE WAS TESTING ME BEFORE COMING HOME

Also another thing that made me feel like he's self aware is when I was recording my screen to show a friend his coin flip animation and this lil shit did the other animation TWICE before finally flipping that damn coin >:(

Anyway I've just been reading your self aware Aventurine stuff and wanted to share, sorry for the word vomit I just find it kinda funny

Ahhh congratulations on getting him!! And I agree Aventurine might be a lil shit when it comes to literally anything.

[adultswim2021]

Xavier: Renegade Angel #19: “Damnesia You” | April 10, 2009 - 12:15AM | S02E09

This was just so great, man. I loved this so much. I don’t even want to review this all that much. Fuck it! I won’t! There have been a bunch of special episodes lately. The Racist one! The one-long-sketch one! This one! This one starts off like Damnesia Vu, with Xavier in the room with all them colored doors. He’s in some kind of mind-palace, if you’ll recall. In this one the doors lead to different viewer-submitted home-made versions of Xavier: Renegade Angel. Some of them are animated (both traditionally and not), and some of them are live-action, and some of them are a mix of both. 

A lot of the people and voices and styles seem vaguely familiar, at least to me. David Dineen-Porter is a guy I’ve seen perform comedy, and he is way brilliant. I read something on Reddit saying one of the guy’s is shmorky. I don’t actually know who shmorky is except for the fact that people say his name while grimacing and lowering their head in prayer. I googled it: it turns out he was involved in a “no bueno” situation. AHHH!!!

The episode takes the fan submissions and lets them play, sometimes. Sometimes the editors remix the entities a bit, which is nice of them.

Rather than talk about the content of the episode I am just gonna say this: I got high as fuck before watching it because it’s snowing outside, and that’s a good reason to use marijuana at 3PM. It probably helped me watch this three times, which I did. I watched it twice on the Adult Swim app, but the second time I pressed play was a mistake, and I just let it roll. “Roll that beautiful bean footage” I should have said.

The third time I watched it on DVD because I couldn’t identify the screengrab from shmorky’s cartoon, which I wanted to identify out of morbid curiosity, and the Adult Swim Roku app sucks for if you want to pause the episode. It sucks if you want to watch the last ten seconds of the episode without the screen dimming and being covered up by a big thumbnail of the next show in the autoplay, even if the credits are rolling over the final moments of the story. It fucking blows. 

I broke out the DVD just so I could pause it properly and read the names of the entries. I made a list of all of them here, because I don’t think there’s a list of them online anywhere, and that seems valuable, maybe.

The only other guy I actually remember here is David Dineen-Porter, who I’ve seen perform comedy and thought was brilliant. His IMDB shows that he wrote on the James Corden show. I hope he made an obscene amount of money and is currently buying lots of guns with it (I mean this nicely). 

Also, I found a link to every entry on it’s own. 

Grant “Manfred” Duffrin - Xavier Lends a Helping Hand Eric “Emotikkkon” Binmoeller - Meerkats David Dineen-[“] Porter: Self the Eye the Sees The Cream Within Shelby A. Hohl - As Above So Below Andrew De“hole”Young - Prism Jay Z. Yum David “He” Health - Gazzavier Renegade Angel Goes Up A Mountain Chiyoung “2:29” Lee DDS - Catch They Neighbor Robert “t S”mith - Omnippletence/The Phone Call Colyn “Bynumb” Emery - Art What Art Thou Dave “Da Grave Slave” Kelly - Xavier Looks Behind His Eye Amy “Peanut butter” Warner - Dog Eats Ketchup (couldn't find) John “Bobby ‘the ‘der’ Sanch’ Sanchez” Santos - Sueo Mojado Jason Dorris - Portly “n’ Jelly” Porthole Bo “Bikey” Thrice - Superhole Shuffle

Also: Those CLOSING CREDITS! A friend of mine told me to look out for them, and I said "okay".

MAIL BAG:

the cinco brothers are electric. they should bring them back and let them tell more stories about their lives.

The Sinko Brothers are in jail for nasty crimes and I hope they stay there. This thought is crude. Shame on you

[pebiejeebies]

PART 10 (FINALE) OF MY CABLOON ANALYSIS! GO TO MY #CABLOON-ANALYSIS TAG TO FIND THE FIRST POST!

(I’m gonna make it easier to access the older ones, I’ll make a master post, then I’ll make it so you can check the next part by a link so you don’t manually tire yourself, give me some time cause I need a mental break from my shutdown 😭‼️)

Literally one of the most precious moments I’ve screen recorded in my whole life, the way he’s sitting beside her, laughing just like her, writing in her files, both of them equally sharing the same annoyed stare at silver spoon (Which is something a lot more common than I thought it was)

THIS.

This is just.. *wipes away tear*

Too perfect..

I wonder what happens to Mephone..? (Good lord I am still traumatized till this 

Now expect MANY MANY MANY random screenshots of my babies togethr 

STOP HOW BALLOON EXCITEDLY INFODUMPS WITH CABBY JANSHEHSHQJJEDHHJWWJ

They’re autistics in love I tell you

LOOK AT HOW HE’S TOUCHING HER AHHH (please don’t thkae that out of context omfg—)

I have a feeling that she was slightly uncomfortable here (sTOP PROJECTING YOURSELF ONTO CABBY PEBIE!! STOP!!)

Its canon guys he was trying to impress her here too

Why else would he give her that smug ass look?!/vpos

Then he sees uninterested cabby and gets sad :(

stop guys it’s actually so sad

The way she got excited when she said that was SO SASAADDDDD 

SHES SO STRESSED OMG I FEEL YOU GIRL AAHHHHHH

AHAHGSGAHHSHHEHGWG😭😭‼️‼️

I CANTT THE POOR GIRL IS HORRIFIED

Unsure if she was looking at Mephone or Balloon, but I guess they’re beside each other here, so uh excuse me lol

STOP

STOOOOPPP

THEYRE IN SYNC YALL

LOOOOOOOOK!!! HANDS ON HIPS, SAME FUCKING FACE TWICE, AND IN THE SAME SCENE TOO OMFG

CABBY AND BALLOON RAISE ONE HAND AUTISTICALLY, AND THE OTHER LIKE SILVER SPOON, FROM. THE. SAME. SIDE. AND LITERALLY HAVE A SIMILAR FACE!! I-I CANT BELIEVE HOW MUCH THEYRE ACTING LIKE EACH OTHER WITHOUT EVEN NOTICING IT IM FUCKING EVAPORATING AND EXPLODING… EXVAPORATING!!!

THATS LIKE.. 3 SYNCED POSES + EMOTIONS IN ONE SCENE IM GONNA CRY

GRRRRRR HOW COULD YOU SHAKE MY BOY LIKE THAT!!

ALSO. WHO THE FUCK DARES CALL MY BABIES INSECTS.. LOOK WHO THE FUCK CAME FROM THE DEPTHS OF EARTH ITSELF LOOKING LIKE ONE!!/silly /nsrs /omfgdontkillmeafterthisplease—

Erm actually… Cabby and Balloon are definitely engaging after this. Real. And uh she has AWESOME YINYANG, AAAAND BOT!! Balloom has an awkwardly clingy and.. well.. pathetic friend aswell, but hey! Even they have something to leave with! Look at silver spoon..

He doesn’t have candle on his side anymore

Btw.. look at this: You see how Balloon is holding his arm and looking at cabby?

Do you think he, well… wants to hold her hand?

LIKE— NO SERIOUSLY LOOK

STOOOPP AAAHHH MY HEART

YOU CANT TELL ME THAT HE ISNT WORRIED ABOUT CREEPING HER OUT IF HE HELD HER HAND

(Uh wow maybe me projecting myself up there could make sense— OH MY GOD IM GETTING SO MUCH HEADCANONS IM HAVING A HEADACHE YEEEOWWCH)

It’s either (Read this well cause it might confuse you the first time you read it)

He wants comfort from her

Or

He wants to comfort her

Or

This is all accidentally lining up too well

Or

I’m just delusional and this isn’t even lining up at all

WOOOOAAAAAHHH!! EPIC BATTLE SCENE IN REEAAALL LIIIFFFEEEEE?££\#+@}+++}={==£[&$]^)-][.

(Just distract yourself Pebie, ignore how AE made an evil alter of silver spoon aswell.. calm DOWN)

STOOOOOPPPP!! WE GET IT!! THEYRE SOULMATES!! H.. HOW DO THESE TWO HAVE SO MUCH SIMILAR MOMENTS LIKE THIS OMFG/vvvvvvpos

My babies are sticking together OMFG I’m actually exvaporting STICK TOGETHER BABIES!! YOULL GET OUT OF THIS ALIVE!!! HH.HOPEFYKLU

IMANNAHAHWGSBHDJDJAKAKKSNDJD

IM SHAKKIIJHHHHH OKDMDHAHBBAHHHWHGGDGGDAAAAAA

WEEEE SHE SAID WE

SHE SAID WE OMFGGFGAFFSFVS

THE WAY SHE SAVED HIM IN CLUCTH IM FGGISNNG

IM GONNA.CRUY. IM SUBHIAJJJJSJ

LISTEN UP WALKIE TALKIE. YOU DONT DRAE THREATEN CABBY’S FUTURE HUSBAND AND GET AWAY WITH IT GRRRRRRYEHAHWJSJ

But let’s be fr, As much as I love Mephone and his silly shenanigans, this literally affected me the same way it did for them, just.. look at their faces man :(

NOOO NOOO!! STOP STOP STOOOP I DIDNT AGREE TO THIS!1 DONT HURT THEM!! PLLEEEAAAAASSSSEEEEEE 😭😭😭‼️‼️‼️ IM LITERALLY SHIVERING FOR THEM OMFG MY BABIES

I SWEAR IF YOU LAY A FINGER ON ANY OF THEM ILL FUCKING—

Deep betreath… breeaathehees… I’m not ANGRY. nooo wayhhhy.  ,.,,uhm..—

HEY AE.. DO THEY MAKE IT SO THEY ALL LIKE MEPHONE IN THE END?? CAUSE LIKE.. It would be so awesome, it would be so cool—

Yeah WHOOOOH!! I took yesterday night, from 8/9pm to 11pm, STYAED UP ALL NIGHT CAUSE I COULDNT SLEEP FROM THESE TWO, stayed up until like.. 10am, fell asleep, woke up at 2:40pm and BAM! FINSIHED AFTER A DAY!! YIPPIEROONIES!!! (Edit: Two days, since I had to leave, came back at 9:50pm, finished at 11pm cause bedtime lockdown, then woke up at 10am today and started to do it again, so I technically finished at 2pm today)

I have a feeling that someone reading this started liking the ship, or felt curious about their rare pair interaction (if they had any/lh), but either way, I’ll tell you how THIS rare pair even EXSISTED.

(THE LORE OF WHY I EVEN SHIPPED CABLOON)

Let’s start from the beginning. In some of the episodes, before I knew I kin cabby, I always had a little fascination towards balloon, his issues living with him for so long and how he still struggles to make a good image of himself was just. Cute to me (stop I KNOW you simp for objects too.. DONT DENY IT!!)

And at episode 17, after I found out I kin cabby, I started to like their interactions more, and since this ship was a HEAVY SELF INSERT, It somehow made sense.

They both struggled to gain a good image, they both had a toxic friendship in the past that got resolved, they both have TOO MUCH ISSUES, and they both act like each other so much it’s actually wild

None of us EVER cared to really analyze hidden relationships in the show, and this is actually a good example, if I never simped for balloon like the ‘loon’atic I am

*knee slap*

I would’ve NEVER noticed their cute feelings for each other

As much as I wanna continue talking, I feel like this ramble will never end, so I give you a cabloon doodle!

And I bid you farewell *bows dramatically*

[ghostedcas]

i read the family fic you wrote and OOHHHH MY GODDDD I LOVED IT i swear fluff family fics have my heart i love them too much!!!

and reading the author note i would love to see how bug chose their name! :3

ahhh i'm so glad you liked it !! like seriously, this ask has me giggling, twirling my hair, kicking my feet. i die for the smallest bit of praise so i'm truly so so happy you liked it. MWAH MWAH, platonic kisses on the forehead for you nonnie <3 (and anyone else who read and liked it, all of you get platonic kisses too)

now, as requested, a cute blurb of how bug chose their name (and came out to simon and reader)

simon "ghost" riley x child!OC (bug riley)

word count: 824

warnings: a teeny bit of angst (bug is an anxious baby), but mostly just sweet sweet cotton candy :3

a/n: bug is 13 in this fic, it is told from their perspective. their dead name is mentioned twice.

a/n 2.0: i wrote this really quickly so it might not be that great, i'm stoned as fuck and it's like 10 to 05:00 rn but i really wanted to get this idea out for you guys bc i love this lil oc sm🥺 created them literally a day ago and i would die for them already

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it'll be fine, it'll be fine. mum and dad are so accepting and loving, mum is always telling me she'll always love me no matter what. i siked myself up as i walk into the kitchen where i hear my mum and dad making dinner again.

i wanted to come out to them before dad left for work again, but every time i got up the nerves i backed out, not this time.

"uh, mum? dad?" i spoke up as i walked into the kitchen, catching the attention of my parents who gave me their signature loving smiles.

"hi my little bug, how was your day at school?" mum asked me, opening her arms for her a hug, which i happily gave her.

"hey ben, how was school bud?" dad asked, making my stomach churn a little at the sound of my birth name.

"it... it was good." i replied with a heavy sigh, mum's face immediately contorting into worry at the sound. "i actually wanted to talk to you two about something. can we sit down?"

"yes, of course." mum says as soon as the words are out of my mouth, she gently grabs my shoulders and walks to the dinner table with me, making sure dad was following behind.

as we sat at the table i felt a lump begin to form in the back of my throat and my heart begin to race. this was really happening. oh god this was really happening, i'm doing this.

"what is it benjamin? did something happen?" mum asks me with worry in her voice.

"if someone is hurting you just say the word bud, i'll deal with them." dad says gruffly, standing behind mum with a hand on her shoulder.

"no, no it's nothing like that," i begin, mouth running dry as i try to for words. i try to think of what to say, but the words wont come out right.

"i don't think i'm a boy!" i blurted before i could realize what i was saying. this was not the course of action i wanted to take.

"huh?" dad said with a raised brow. "what.. what does that even mean?"

"simon!"

"it's a legitimate question babe!"

"it's rude to ask it like that though!"

"guys! please! just," i sighed. "i don't... feel right as a boy. i'm nonbinary."

their silence makes my stomach drop, but my heart stops when dad just leaves the dining room to return to the kitchen without even looking at me. fuck, he hates me now.

"we'll be right back my baby, don't worry. stay there." mum says softly, putting a gentle hand on my head before she gets up to follow my father. leaving me to sit in silence. i just disappointed my fucking hero. my dad hated me now, i never should've said anything.

it's only five or so minutes before they both come back, dad seems... calm. i didn't expect that, in a way that scared me more.

"first off, we want to say that we love you so much baby. and we're so happy you felt comfortable enough to tell us this. we wont pretend we understand what that means but we are prepared to learn." mum says softly, taking my hands in hers and rubbing her thumbs over my knuckles as she speaks.

"wait... really?" i ask, feeling tears of relief welling in my eyes.

"of course, you're our son- our child, and we want you to be happy. we love you for you." dad said, putting a rough hand on my head.

that's all it took to break me, the waterworks flowing freely as i fall into my mother's arms. i feel her wrap them around me and she rubs my back, whispering sweet affirmations to me and kissing my head.

"this means you'll want to change your name, right? have you decided on one yet my little bug?" mum asked sweetly, causing a wide grin to spread across my face.

"yeah, i have. i picked it because it means a lot to me. you know, you've been calling me this my entire life when you realized how intrigued i was by bugs as a baby. so i went with bug. because mum always calls me her little bug." i explained to my parents, this time it was apparently my mother's turn to cry.

i watched as my mother began to sob in joy, pulling me to hold at arms length and look me in the face. "oh sweetheart, that's amazing. that makes me feel so special. i love you so much, bug."

my heart swells as mum calls me by my name, as she pulls me in for another hug i feel dad wrapping his arms around the two of us and giving my head another rough but loving pat.

"we both love you, bug."

"i love you both too."

what the hell did i ever have to be worried about?

[abubblingcandle]

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Ahhh thank you. The two leads on my poll (GO VOTE IF YOU ARE READING THIS AND YOU HAVEN'T) are the Jamie kidnapping fic which I've already posted a snippet of. And the Zava emotional abuse fic which I have had in my mind for an age but no motivation. So I have motivation and here is the opening of Fool Me Twice, Shame On Me

ZAVA Jamie stood there, staring up at the Z that now consumed the cubby. When he closed his eyes he could still see it. TARTT 9 That was his space. He had fought for that space. He had been hit and ripped to shreds for that space. He had apologized and bared all of his vulnerable parts for that space. In that moment it felt stupid. Tears welled up in his eyes for no reason. Good thing his dad wasn’t here cause Jamie could see it now, a whack on the back of the head and then a scoffed “grow the fuck up lad, it’s just a hole where you put your shit. It don’t matter. Even if it did you wouldn’t deserve it. Not Zava are ya Jim?” That’s what all of this boiled down to. He wasn’t Zava.

[rosyredlipstick]

i wish i compiled all my thoughts as i was reading the previous chapters, but i might just re read oh my god!!! i LOVED the fic so much !!!! it was so good and such a satisfying ending. LEO!!! DANCING!!! that scene was so well written too IT WAS SO FUNNY lives rent free in my head also leo being too horny to function - chef's kiss. i love it. thats so him. why does thalia NOT get her own room i too am curious. Will squishing nico's face. my beloved. they married on NABOOOOO. piper being sooo gayyyy is so good. it was cool to see animosity from drew - whered that come from? ig its not animosity at all but still. AHHH!! CONGRATS!!!!

thank you SO MUCH for reading and thank you SO MUCH for this comment omg!!! leo is one of my favorites and i have SUCH fun writing him lmao every time i think of his fucking "1 casket, 69-style" line i laugh out loud

hahaha also i think it's funny you're not the only person to mention thalia not having her own room! honestly, i imagine she lived in a communal space all her life (first with jason on tatooine, then the jedi at the temples, annabeth on their missions) so the first time she ever really has her own space is with the empire and! well! thalia doesn't do great in isolation, she learned! so i thought of that resulting in her preferring not to live alone, and as much as nico rolls his eyes and tells her to get her own place, he's never gonna kick her out (and will said FOREVER) so i do think until reyna gets done fucking around in space for starfleet thalia's crashing in their loft and still physically dragging nico out of bed for morning training

also drew (who i love. who i love SO MUCH) didn't get much screentime but i adore her and YES shes so hostile <3 she survived under jabba the hutt for FIVE YEARS. dancers usually last six months to a year if they're LUCKY and drew survived and saw entire rooms clear out and refill twice over. shes SO traumatized and shes SO suspicious and it is the complete basis of her relationship with piper. also drews lowkey force sensitive but that didn't make the plot cut either lmao

THANK YOU FOR READING