#ain't he so pathetically cute :(

[adorectrine]

🎀 in response to @demonwebs from this prompt !

Nic felt his heart quicken as Vhaal's gaze fell on him, that familiar chill in those crimson eyes softened, ever so slightly, with something—mischief, maybe even a hint of affection . Just being close to Vhaal always made him nervous, and here he was, holding his hand, each touch sending delicate shivers up his spine. The world outside felt far away, leaving just the two of them in this strange, exhilarating moment. When Vhaal leaned in, though, Nic felt his pulse stutter as that cool mouth pressed a feather-light kiss to his bruise, a sensation that both soothed and ignited something far less innocent within him.

He tried to laugh, or at least to smile, as Vhaal’s words lingered, but his mind was still reeling. Heat flooded his face, staining his cheeks a bright crimson. Nic’s fingers trembled as he pulled his hand back, embarrassed and exhilarated in a way he didn’t quite know how to handle. He hadn’t expected his request to be indulged so—intimately . And yet here he was, dazed and ashamed, with thoughts he barely dared to acknowledge clouding his mind.

"S-sorry," he stammered, averting his gaze, though he could still feel Vhaal’s intense presence beside him. All he’d wanted was a bit of Vhaal’s attention, something sweet and simple. But now he couldn’t shake the memory of that warm tongue.

Nic could barely choke out the apology, his voice a high-pitched stammer as he desperately avoided Vhaal’s gaze. The embarrassment bubbled over, an overwhelming urge to just escape overtaking him. He tried to stand, a flustered rush to put distance between them, but the ground betrayed him. His hand slipped, and before he knew it, his face met the cold, wet embrace of the mud with a graceless thud.

For a long, mortifying second, he stayed there, half-praying the earth might mercifully open up and swallow him whole. With a quiet, defeated sigh, he raised a trembling thumb from where he lay, muffling a mortified, “I’m… I’m okay,” hoping his voice carried the assurance he couldn’t feel.

From his position in the mud, he dared a quick, sideways glance at Vhaal, almost hoping he would simply pretend none of this happened. But he couldn’t deny the tiny spark of hope that maybe, just maybe, Vhaal found it all a little endearing.

[batgeance]

god bruce fucking hates talking to wayne execs and financial advisors

[bunnys-kisses]

show-off (price's version)

capt. john price

cw: smut/pwp, filth, dirty talk, filming, mirror sex, doggy style, age gap (20s/40s)

simon's version | johnny's version | kyle's version

what belonged to price, belonged to no one else. that was sort of the rule. but that didn't mean that price didn't share... images. while the rest of 141 couldn't touch what was his, they could touch themselves to photos and videos of price's "puppy".

the cute little failed cadet that price swept away to a charmed little life. he told the boys you did better as a girlfriend than a cadet.

"ain't she a beauty?" price beamed over drinks on evening, "prettiest fuckin' thing i'd ever seen. let's me do all kinds of dirty things to her. she's my baby girl." then laughed.

even in a photo the other members of the team were chubbed in their pants. you just had this charm to you that greatly turned them on, you beyond gorgeous.

it made them a little jealous, and price knew that.

simon, johnny and kyle all woke up on the second day of their time off, to a video file in the group chat. the file was dense in size. what they didn't expect was the following.

you were in front of the mirror with price holding his phone camera. in the reflection was your naked body knelt in front of the full length mirror. price was behind you, he was nude as well. his built. hairy body was such a contrast to you.

you looked so small compared to him. like he had plucked you from the heavens and bounced you on his cock. you held onto the carpet under you as you rolled your hips.

"that's it darlin'." he said, "that's my baby girl." his voice was low, but picked up by the microphone on the phone. there was a nice sheen of sweat of your body as you worked yourself on price's cock like a good girl.

"john, please." you whimpered as you tried to keep yourself up right. withering on his cock was he stayed perfectly still. he was letting you do all the work.

"look up at the mirror, love. show the boys what their missin'." price chuckled as he rubbed his cock inside of you. the stimulation made you moan. when he saw that you weren't looking, he used his free hand to yank on your face till you were looking right at the mirror, "bad girl." he said, "and i was just gloatin' about ya to the team. tellin' them how much of a good girl you were for me. listenin' and, waitin' with legs open."

you whimpered as you continued to jack hammer your hips against him. there was a fire burning in your belly as you fucked yourself on price's cock. you made him promise that this wasn't going to be sent to everyone on base. price told you it was just "for the boys".

which meant simon, johnny and kyle all had the luxury of seeing you fuck yourself on their captain's cock.

"see how she is, boys?" he asked the camera, his eyes on the screen to make sure that they could see the video in the clearest definition, "ya gotta get yourself a good girl. ya keep findin' them at clubs and bars. don't bother, find yourself one who's eager to please. make her a better wife than a solider." price laughed before he buried his face in your neck and gave you what you craved.

movement of his hips.

you were practically face first in the carpet as price started to fully take over. the camera panned away from the mirror down to the back of your head as he took control.

your noises were so sweet they bordered on pathetic. the sounds of your wet pussy filled the room and easily caught on video. price got right in there, watching your pussy take him too his root.

"see boys." he said, "just find yourself a good girl like that. maybe if you behave, she'll tell her friends all about the task force." he laughed, the idea of your sweet friends ending up with someone like simon was almost adorable.

you whimpered and he held your head into the carpet, your ass right in the air as he started to really work at your pussy. your ass bounced with each hard thrust.

"pretty little slut." price laughed as he fucked you into the carpet, "knows how to keep her man happy, and it ain't from good cookin'!" he erupted in laughter as he just ruined your cunt.

his pace became ragged, his thrusts more desperate than before. he sole focus was getting to finish inside of you. but you beat him to it, you clawed at the carpet and whined. your pussy clamped around price's thick cock. you orgasm spurred his on and he almost dropped his phone as he buried his entire length into you.

a few heavy pants and he slowed down. he managed to focus himself enough to film himself pulling out his bare cock out of your sweet pussy. watching the stretch as the entire thing came out.

he pointed the camera one last time and asked, "ready for another round?" followed by a airy laugh.

you responded by lifting your head and nodded. you looked painfully blissed out. but ready for more. and price was going to give you more.

the video ended and a few minutes later, price sent a message.

rise and shine, boys! the message said, early bird gets the worm! followed by an image of your cum filled pussy as you laid on the carpet.

the rest of task force 141 was not embarrassed to admit the video and photo were quickly saved for later usage. what would they say, price's girl was just fuckable.

[a-hazbin-reader]

Just had a fun idea but like, what about hcs on how the others would react upon realizing s/o has feelings for Alastor? Like out of everyone they could've fallen for of it HAD to be him kjbgbkjs

Thanks for the consideration and take care of yourself op! Drink water, eat food, and know ur favs adore you!

Everyone finding out that wifey is married to Alastor??? 👀 That's what I heard-

Alastor X Reader Headcanons

✅️Romantic

❌️Platonic

TW: A little suggestive in the middle bit? Angel helps wifey buy lingerie

Description: ☝️⬆️

You meet everyone at the hotel separately from your husband, so they never make the connection until they actually see you two together

Except Niffty, Alastor just had her trailing behind him one day

"Niffty! This is my darling wife! She is the lady of the house!"

"Neat! I'm gonna go find some bugs!"

"...she's cute, Alastor."

"She's a menace in disguise, my dear~"

When you first met Husker, you were playing cards when he suddenly saddled himself next to you with the kind of confidence that only an overlord has

Luckily, the game was only for fun, the two of you competing against each other in friendly competition

It's a good time between the two of you, you're charming and witty, Husk just eats it up and keeps asking you to play another game

"You're pretty good at this aren't you, beautiful? Do you gamble often?"

You simply hum and politely sip your drink, carefully thinking about how you're going to turn down the overlord

"I don't tend to frequent these sorts of places but my darling husband and I are celebrating so it's a special occasion~"

"Husband?"

"Oh, he's harmless! A real romantic...~"

He deflates a little at the mention of your husband but moves on like nothing happened and that's the last you see of him for a couple of months

That is until Alastor comes home one day looking exceptionally pleased with himself as he sweeps you up into an impromptu dance

"Alastor~! What's gotten into you~?"

"Another victory under my belt, my dear~! You know how you've been saying you always wanted a cat?"

"No?"

"Well, I went out and got you one!"

You barely have time to ask him what he means when suddenly Husk is standing in front of you, looking shocked

"Oh Alastor...tell me you didn't go after him just because he flirted with me a little.."

"Of course not, darling~! I did it beca-he did what now?"

Husk looks around in bewilderment before his eyes land on you wrapped in your husband's arms, pointing at you accusingly

"HE'S YOUR HUSBAND!? You need to look up the definition of HARMLESS cause he ain't harmless!"

You meet Charlie because she quite literally runs into you, tears in her eyes and obviously upset

"I'm so so SO sorry! I-"

"Hey hey...what are you sorry for? Are you okay, my dear?"

You can't help but mother her, wiping away her tears as she tries to excuse her tears as nothing serious

"Would you like to talk about it? I can't just leave you crying out in the street like a lost baby, now can I?"

She sniffles pathetically and nods, letting you guide her somewhere more private

"Y-yes please..."

"Come now, we'll make some hot tea and you can tell me what's got you so worked up..."

You two grow attached to each other after that and make time to meet with each other at least a few times a month

She gets anxious when she hasn't heard from you in a while and calls you whenever she's upset about something, seeking your opinion

You listen to Charlie's problems and try to offer her advice or do what you can to help her feel better, sometimes she just needs a motherly hug

She tells you about her hotel and whether you believe in her dream or not, you support her because she obviously needs it

Other times, you two talk about your respective partners and gossip

"Your husband sounds so sweet! I've got to meet him one day! When he comes back, of course..."

You laugh at her enthusiasm, gently patting her hand to calm the excitable young woman down a little and trying to quell the sadness of his absence

"And this girlfriend of yours sounds like she really cares about you, I'd love to meet her."

You feel compelled to look after her, and Charlie sees you as a source of comfort if not a mother figure to her

So she eventually introduces Vaggie to you because you've been asking to meet her, Vaggie is just excited to meet the famous Y/N

She's heard so much about you from Charlie that she had to see if you were genuine, she had to make sure you weren't using her girlfriend

Only to be taken aback by just how much she ends up liking you, looking to you for advice just as Charlie does

She's geared up, ready to fight, when one day you two are suddenly cornered by thugs out on the street, only to be baffled when you take them out with ease

Just how powerful are you?

"Wait wait wait-how did you pull off that move? I've been trying to learn how to do that for months!"

You're casually fixing your clothes and rubbing your wrist, completely unfazed by the ambush

"It's just a little something I learned from my husband~ Would you like me to teach you?"

"Y-yes! Please!"

She readily accepts, and soon she's just as attached to you as Charlie is, looking forward to the times you agree to spar with her

Her and Charlie talk about how much they love you one night before they go to bed

"So....she's great right?"

"Charlie, I fucking love her."

"Right!?"

You meet Angel at a clothing store, the two of you shopping in the same section when you catch him staring hard at the gloves

"You should try this one, the color compliments you really well, and they're made from a good material."

He jumps in surprise, obviously startled by your sudden arrival, but does genuinely seem to look at the pair of gloves you're pointing out

Angel picks them up and tries them on, seemingly more than pleased with your picks, whatever thoughts that were weighing on his mind momentarily forgotten

"Thanks..! Uh, maybe I can help you pick something out?"

He gestures to the many different lingerie in your basket, you're obviously having a hard time deciding which one to get

You have the decency to at least look a little embarrassed, a soft blush taking over your features and making you look innocent

"Would you? My husband is back, and I just want to show him how much I've missed him..."

Angel guides you to the fitting rooms, obviously excited to be of help, he could be saving a marriage for all he knows!

"Sure thing, doll! You put on each one, and Angel Dust here will tell you which one will knock your man off his feet! If I know anything! It's how to turn a man on!"

Normally, you wouldn't even THINK about showing another man your body in lingerie, but hearing that and having an inkling of who Angel is, you trust him

And it's surprisingly fun! Angel helps you narrow it down to three favorites that are sexy and comfortable, it never once feels creepy or uncomfortable

"Now pose like this when he comes in! Yes! Just like that! Your hubby is gonna lose his mind when he sees you!"

You can't help but laugh, not at all feeling ridiculous but enjoying Angel's antics and enthusiasm

"Thank you, Angel. We should go clothes shopping together again sometime, I had a good time today."

He winks and holds out his phone to get your number before walking away, no longer seeming so...depressed

"And you'll have an even better time tonight! See you later, doll~!"

You two shop together on the regular after that, greeting each other with air kisses and judging people together

"Ugh, do you see the hair on that gal? What an absolute wreck!"

"That hairstyle wasn't even popular when my husband and I were alive...ugh..."

"When am I gonna meet this man of yours anyways?"

"When he stops going to a tailor and agrees to come shopping with me~"

You're laying in bed with Alastor one night, nuzzled under his chin and cuddling in his arms when he suddenly speaks

"You know that little...project I've been working on?"

You're nearly asleep, the feeling of his thumb rubbing your arm soothing you more than he realizes

"Mhm..."

"Well, I was thinking maybe I could take you with me tomorrow...everyone there has been dying to meet you."

You open your eyes to look at your husband, smiling at him as you lean up to kiss him softly

"More people who don't believe that you have a wife? I'll be happy to set the record straight~"

He chuckles and rolls you two over so that he's on top of you, kissing down your neck as his hands push up your nightgown

"I can't wait to show you off to everyone~"

The next day, Alastor takes your arm in his and leads you inside, you're more than a little surprised to see that his project is a hotel

You're a bit shocked to see so many familiar faces in front of you, Niffty running up to hug your leg and Husk giving you a lazy wave

Charlie, Vaggie and Angel are all staring you like you're a ghost, eyes slowly moving from Alastor to you over and over again

Charlie drops her tray of snacks in surprise, rushing up to give you a bone crushing hug while Vaggie stands in front of Alastor as if to protect you

"Y/N! What are you doing here!? Are you here to give redemption a try? Oh, I knew you would come around!!"

You laugh and hug her back while patting her head, gently prying her arms off of you so you can pet Niffty

"It's good to see you too, my dear princess, though I'm here with my husband."

Vaggie's jaw drops, and she whips around to look at you, jabbing a finger at Alastor as you see her trying to digest the truth in front of her

"You! A-and him!? The Radio Demon?!"

Alastor takes the opportunity to pull you back to his side, a loving arm around your waist as you happily lean on him, hand on his chest

"Everyone! This is Y/N, my lovely wife~! Y/N, please tell them all that you're here of your own volition and that you are happily married to the most wonderful demon in all of hell!"

You hear Angel trying to hold in his laughter, obviously flashing back to the many conversations he's had with you about your mysterious husband

"Yes yes, I'm happily married to him and I'm not under any mind control or deal or anything else like that~"

You can hear Vaggie's soul leave her body, Charlie's delighted squeal and Angel's uncontrollable laughter at the sight of you and Alastor rubbing noses in an obnoxiously cute manner

"This is the guy you've been buyin' all those sexy clothes for!? Oh my fuck!! This is too good!"

"I can't believe Alastor was your husband this whole time!! I knew he was secretly a big softie! Oh my gosh! You should hear how he talks about you it's so cute!!"

"...I don't get what you see in him..."

"I don't either, you know that when I first met her, she called him HARMLESS? She's delusional."

"He's a bad boy and she LIKES IT~!"

Your husband looks at you in confusion, gently stroking your cheek

"All this time I spent singing your praises to earn you a decent reputation around here was for nothing? I should've known you'd have stolen their hearts already~"

You smile and kiss Alastor's palm sweetly, earning a chorus of cooing and disgusted noises from your audience

"Actually, I've met everyone here before, darling... it seems we've been unintentionally been keeping our a marriage a secret from everyone!"

Charlie is just so enamored with the way you two interact as a couple, her eyes sparkling whenever she watches you two together

Vaggie is just disappointed in your taste in men and shakes her head whenever you two are affectionate, secretly she thinks it's cute

Angel gets a kick out bugging Alastor about the clothes he helped you pick out, always asking him if he liked the lingerie

Husk is just thankful for the distraction you prove to be for Alastor because then he has more time to himself, encourages you two to go on a lot of dates

Niffty is just crazy as always 😜 She likes you two together though and will stab anyone who tries to separate you two

This one took so long!! I hope you like it!!

[l13]

spiderverse twt links<33

WARNINGS : NSFW, 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI, f!reader, the links are literally p#rn, proceed at your own risk, there's also peter x miguel soo yknow

CHARACTERS: miguel o'hara, peter b parker, hobie brown, spider noir

miguel o'hara

♡ miguel fucking your pretty throat and holding your head till you're almost choking on his cock, his thighs shaking as he shoots his cum down your throat- knowing damn well you're gonna be a good girl and swallow for him, "Fucking choke on it, baby.." "S fucking good for me.. taught my pretty girl so well.."

♡ brain empty only miguel rubbing your pussy while he's snapping his hips up at you, snarling when he feels you clamping down on his cock, as you squirt messily, but oh he's not stopping yet "Thaaat's right.. That's. fucking. right," "Fucking cum for me now, baby"

♡ miguel playing with your pussy till you're clamping down on his fingers, gushing prettily as you cum, and he's barely holding himself from bending down and tasting your sweet cunt, his hard cock pulsing each time you tighten around his fingers, and he so badly wants to replace them with his cock, but he reminds himself to be patient 'cause he also just loves to see you fall apart like this:(

bonus miguel fingering you again (he's obsessed)

peter b parker

♡ peter + side fucking while you're facing himmm. he gets to have you pressed up against him, fucking into your pussy, and he gets to see your face? oh, yeah he's sold. gets SO fucking pussy drunk it's insane, "'h my God, baby- you're so fucking pretty- pussy's so pretty too. Doing so good for me, ah-" just can't seem to stop thrusting into you, coming in you over and over again

♡ peter thrusting his hips up to no use- literally humping the air as you kiss him, your hands running up and down his body, and he's whimpering, so so happy that you're even letting him cum that he doesn't even care that you're not touching his cock<33 "You're gonna make me come, baby... mmffuck yes, please-"

♡ peter humping the bed cause he misses you sooo much:( that's it that's the post

hobie brown

♡ hobie loves when you're on top of him, but that doesn't necessarily mean he lets you control the pace. he just loves pushing you down on his cock as he bucks his hips up, chasing your tight little pussy, as you mewl above him sweetly, "Cunt's suckin' me in, love, Christ-" "Greedy lil' thing, ain't ya?"

♡ gjdfkgjdkgj yeah yeah yup yeah. no yeah. YEAH. HOBIE jerking his cock while you're riding his face??? "Like that, lovie, mmf ride m'face harder-" his words are muffled against your drenched cunt, and he's slurping it all up greedily. 'nd then almost coming when you're riding him, thinking it's so unfair that you stopped- and he chooses to chase after you, start fucking you from behind, head tilted as he stares at where you're joined, slack jawed, squeezing and slapping your ass for good measure. "S rude, love, leavin' me like tha'. Not that rude now, are you, pretty?"

♡ very very very rare BUT when it happens it's absolute *chef's kiss*, pretty boy hobie thrusting his hips up to meet the pace of your hand, his pants and moans are so pathetic and it's so cute, and he's being so obedient for once:(( just sitting there taking what you give him- "FFuck yeah, love," "Ah just like that, you're s'good oh-"

spider noir

♡ shower sex with noir:(( where you're both just so infatuated with each other, stopping your kissing just for him to rub at your pussy before sliding his cock in, both of you letting out moans at the pleasure you're getting. he literally can't keep his hands off of you<33 "So God damn beautiful.. you're perfect, honey.." "I can't stop- Christ, you're tight,"

bonus :')

♡ mm he loves letting you take control once in a while, just absolutely losing himself when you tease him, showing him just what modern vibrators can do(LMFAO), he's moaning so sweetly for you as well, pretty boy just wanted a break:( "S-slow down a bit, Jesus christ- y're gonna kill me,"

♡ he loves to rub your pussy over your underwear so much, he's drooling at the sight, making sure to circle your clit as well, "Oh, honey... 's there something you want, hm?" "Look. at. that."

miguel x reader x peter

♡ um yeah.

miguel x peter

♡ ♡ ♡ i had to 🤭

[arminsumi]

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ DILF TOJI Ⅱ

Toji x fem!reader / part Ⅰ

Overview; Toji's a mean, cheating dilf

Warnings; 🔞MDNI, nasty awful SMUT, infidelity, slight dubcon, age gap, slight size kink, mean!dom!Toji x sub!reader, light humiliation, dirty talk, light spanking, hairpulling, light dacryphilia, making you call him 'master' 🥵 orgasm control, pn 'bitch', Toji ain't shaved down there 😏, i think it's 🐶 position??

Tormenting you with pleasure is dilf!Toji's favorite pastime, he absolutely adores that dumb look on your face as your tongue lolls out your mouth and your eyes roll into the back of your head.

"You look like a pornstar, baby." He sneers, "Have you got no shame? You know this is the same bed where I knocked up my wife? Doesn't that make you feel bad? 'Eh, too fucked out to care, hm?"

He's right. He's totally right. You're too fucked out to care, to even form a coherent thought that isn't sinful. The pressure his fat, dirty cock exerts on your gummy walls is unbearable, almost crossing the line of uncomfortable.

Those nasty squelching sounds that your pussy makes when squeezing and sucking on his dick is outright delicious to him.

"Oh, Toji — " you mewl, pawing at his muscles.

He grabs a fistful of your hair and yanks your head back, forcing you into an arched position.

"You better call me master in bed, or you're not allowed to cum."

"I'm sorry master!" you whine, feeling your hole clench and unclench uncontrollably around his nasty cock.

"That's better. Now milk my cock dry with that pathetic little cunt."

The way he stretched you out made you shudder.

And his thrusting... dear lord. Merciless. Unforgiving. He's ruining you for other men, making your pussy mold to the shape of him.

So many fat tears rolled down your cheeks that you started sniffling, hiccoughing, moaning; you sounded like you were really going through it.

"Are you fuckin' cryin'?" he cooed cruelly, "Can't take it?"

"No, I can take it! I can take it!" you cry determinedly, relaxing your little hole so he can get deeper. That puts a pleased smile on his face.

When he's close, he growls into your ear, getting balls deep even if your pussy can barely handle it.

His cock spits out thick, creamy ropes of cum. His big, veiny hand lands a harsh slap on your ass. He lets out another low growl at the sight of your ass jiggling.

"Now you can cum." he permits. "C'mon, show me how dirty this pussy can get."

You work it back on his cock like an animal in heat, panting erotically like some hentai voice actor. He just thinks you're so pitifully cute; just some dumb young bitch needy for a married man's dick.

"Keep going, get that relief." he encourages, intently watching you bounce your hole up and down on his messy cock. You've creamed all over him, it's being frothed up at his base.

And it feels so good when you reach the base of his cock with each sloppy move, because he's so thick there. You can feel his hair brush up against your skin, tickling it.

Even the buildup to your orgasm feels threateningly good, you have to cling to anything within reaching distance to comfort your body.

When it rushes through you, Toji just chuckles to himself. "Mmm, love that young lil' pussy. Look at the mess you made on my cock."

He forces your head down to look at all the cream and cum and slick all over his cock.

[steddielations]

Eddie’s having lunch with Wayne at a restaurant, but he’s distracted while swiping through Tinder, getting hung up on this one guy.

He's unfairly attractive, Steve, 20, a total jock with too many shirtless pictures that Eddie won't admit make him blush down at his phone. There's also pics of 'Steve' with a cute service dog, which is always a plus. His bio actually makes Eddie snort, 'Yeah I'm a single dad of seven, don't cream your pants,' it's funny, confident in a charming way. He's hot, but still looks like a sweetheart in group photos with his friends at Pride, so it all balances out, gives him substance.

But, the last few times Eddie swiped right, he didn't get any matches. He already knows the guy is out of his league and he doesn’t want to bother anymore.

Wayne catches him moping, and as pathetic as it is to involve his uncle in his nonexistent lovelife, he shows him the pictures. Wayne totally disagrees that 'Steve' is too good a catch for Eddie, but Eddie brushes it off as Wayne buttering him up like any good parent would. Then Wayne pulls the Ultimate Supportive Dad move and completely humiliates Eddie by asking the guy sitting alone at the table next to theirs to weigh in.

“Help me out and tell my nephew that this boy here on the Tinder ain't outta his league, would you?"

Eddie's mortified by his Uncle's lack of social media knowledge and the fact that he's involving a stranger in Eddie's pathetic lovelife now too. He doesn't even get a good look at the guy, wearing a hat and sunglasses and besides, Eddie's just glaring at his uncle with his cheeks burning the entire time.

"I think you should listen to your uncle. If anything, you're out of this guy's league, it's his loss if he didn't already swipe right on you," the stranger says, making Eddie's blush spread, "I mean, he seems totally full of himself with all those shirtless pics, right?"

"I would be too if I was that hot," Eddie mutters, taking his phone back, "Fine, I'm almost embarrassed to death, I might as well just swipe right, get rejected and finish the job."

Eddie swipes the screen and he almost drops it when the little notification bell for a new match goes off.

Because it didn't come from his phone.

He looks up as the stranger checks his own phone, taking off his hat and sliding his sunglasses up, revealing the same perfect hair and pretty face that Eddie just swiped right on.

“See there," Wayne is oblivious while Eddie's close to bursting into actual fucking flames from embarrassment, "Told you I was right."

"Look at that, I just got a new match too," Steve says, winking at Eddie, "I have a good feeling about this one."

[heartfullofleeches]

I want big daddy scorpion Yan to fu....kiss me stupid. Just towering over me and calling me pathetic as he drags my ass back to bed:)))

"Poor thing...."

You can't get pass him- There's no way for you to squeeze by now without him snatching you up first... The gap between his imposing figure and the gateway to your freedom was spacious enough for you to see the other side - golden sunlight bouncing off the cave walls. Your captor mockingly coos, tongue clicking against the back of his sharpened teeth as you crane your head, sapping up as much of the warm sun as you could before it was robbed from you once again. You wince as the brilliant rays shine directly in your eyes, throwing your hands up defensively.

"See? Gone and got yourself hurt by the very thing you're trying to escape me for. That world ain't made for you. Small, pathetic little creatures like you are made to be in the protection of others....or eaten. Now tell me, which would you prefer?"

Blinded by your own mistakes only serves to make yourself easier pickings for the beast stacking towards you. The scorpion lifts you effortless off your feet, tossing you over his shoulder with a firm hand pinned to your back as a warning. Still, you persist on - flailing your legs as you claw at his back to no reaction. He barely flinches - doesn't even seem to be fazed. No, worse than that. Your captor laughs. Your blood freezes in your veins as his tail flexes - stinger posed inches from your face.

"I'm all for you wasting your energy, but there are better ways to do it. Best to stop struggling now unless you want to be completely dependant on me for a while."

Your defeat is eminent. The firm hand placed to your back eases into claws racking gently down your back as you fall slack in his hold, unable to do much else. The scorpion walks you over to the nest made from items stolen from previous prey. A large cot padded with pillows and blankets. You're thankful he had the courtesy to lay the stained sheets first until he found a proper way to get all the blood out.

The scorpion places you down first before cuddling up besides you before you had the chance to scramble away, caging your smaller body between himself and the cave wall with an arm over your chest and his tail bending around your legs. You curl into him as the coldness of the stone bleeds through your shirt - the cave barren of the sun's heating glow so far deep into its depths. Your captor rewards your obedience and submission with a soft kissed to your cheek.

"That's it... Just free that cute head of any thoughts on escaping and let me take care of you.... It's too dangerous out there for you - I'm only doing what's best."

You try not to listen. Try not to let his sweet words poison you any further, but as his lips press against yours again...again...and again - you know he has you right where he wants you... and nothing will ever change that.

[neerons]

Some of Silvio Ricci’s best quotes

"A heart? I'm a merchant, why would I need one?"

"Looks like there IS another thing that’s just as certain as death and taxes, and that’s people gettin’ stupid at a party." (—Silvio talking about most of the princes)

"…It was a slip of the tongue, okay? ‘Cause your sassy ass was actually cute for once!"

"Do ya know what we call guys like that? We call 'em perverts and stalkers and creepy assholes." (—Silvio to Gilbert)

"(…) you’re usually sassy as hell, but all of a sudden you actually looked kinda cute and charming."

"Okay, look… …It was a joke. Just a joke, okay? And I took it too far."

"…I can’t protect you. I haven’t got the strength to protect you from those assholes. Get it?" (—Silvio to Valerio)

"I mean… ain’t it obvious that I’m always thinkin’ about you, too? You take up so much damn room in my head I can barely cram the other stuff in!"

"Yep. Lucky you, huh? I ain’t interested in marrying any other woman, so I’m gonna give you the throne, too."

"…I don’t want ya to see me looking pathetic."

"As if the spies ain’t bad enough. You’ve got a lot of shitty hobbies." (—Silvio to Gilbert)

"A wicked woman, huh? You’re way too charming and cute for that, damn you."

"If people love you, it makes ‘em more likely to listen to what you have to say, even if the deal brings ‘em to a disadvantage. But I ain’t got that. I’ve never been any good at flattering people. I’m not like Valerio. No one’s ever been weird enough to wanna help me no matter what the cost to them. …The truth is, I always knew there were things that can’t be bought with money. (…) When I was young, I never had anyone. My brothers both knew how to be friendly and cute, so people’d dote on ‘em. But I could never manage it.

"If you don’t get plenty of water into you, you’re never gonna get better. Oh, and someone gave me some fruit. If ya think you can eat it, I guess I can peel it for—" (—Silvio taking care of a sick Emma)

"...They're touching." (—Silvio telling Emma he can feel her breasts against his arm)

"(…) go back to sleep! Rest until sundown! And don’t forget to keep your blanket on!" (—Silvio to a sick Emma)

"I’m pretty fond of that sexy voice of yours, you know. So stop trying to stifle it."

"Eat. (...) I'll shove it into your mouth. (...) You plannin' to starve to death, then?" (—Silvio to Rio)

"You really do have way too much goddamn charm."

"Hey, you look a lot bigger than I remember. You been working out? (…) Good for you. But make one move on my woman and I’ll throw you to the sharks, you hear me?" (—Silvio to Dario)

"(…) I didn’t want it gettin’ scratched up and stuff. I take it with me on some trips as a good luck charm, but other than that, I keep it here all the time. …Ugh, look what ya made me ‘fess up to." (—Silvio talking about a bracelet Emma gave him)

"If it was me, I'd slam my fist straight into your smarmy face. You massacred their people. Why should they let an asshole like you anywhere near the damn service?" (—Silvio talking about the Rhodolitians to Gilbert)

"(…) because it wasn’t just my achievement, I gave my brother an earring made from the gold that was mined there." (—Silvio talking about Valerio)

"Dammit, I know it’d be quicker to just ask her, but I want this to be a surprise." (—Silvio’s thoughts about which fabric to use to make a new dress for Emma)

"Emma has real beautiful skin, y’know. Blue looks amazin’ on her. And she loves the ocean. I’m sure she’ll like the wave pattern on the fabric here. But also… More than anything, she’s real sweet and gentle. And this fabric’ll bring that out perfectly. She gets embarrassed easy, see, and always turns bright red. It’s… Honestly, it’s real cute. I think this shade of red would made her look even cuter when she blushes. And look here. See how it glitters when the light hits it just right? If she wears this, then when we dance—huh?" (—Silvio talking about Emma to rabbit Emma)

"It ain't your style to be visiting me at this hour. Did you fail to find yourself a woman?" (—Silvio to Nokto)

"You’re beautiful, you’ve got a good head on your shoulders, and you have a good personality when ya ain’t bein’ a cheeky brat."

"I don’t even wanna think about the guy I used to be before I met you. That’s how much I’m head over heels." (—Silvio’s thoughts)

"No matter how long I travel the seas, I’m never gonna find anything more beautiful than you."

"Ahh dammit, I love you, I love you!" (—Silvio's thoughts about Emma)

"Just let me give you one kiss! (...) No, I want it now!"

"Are we talkin' about the same guy? The guy with an eye-patch that looks like he rules hell, but in a happy way?" (—Silvio talking about Gilbert)

"I can't believe that I feel this great when my body is sick. No one had ever taken care of me like this before." (—Silvio's thoughts about Emma)

"Aaaaargh! Damn you! When ya say crap like that, I just wanna hold you so bad!"

"Maybe I have been too overprotective. She'll be fine on her own. She doesn't need me to shield her every step of the way. (...) I didn't stop to consider how she would feel and just did whatever I wanted. I need to fix this bad habit of mine." (—Silvio's thoughts)

"You could never love anyone, even though everyone loved you. That's just who you were. ...You were always so damn unfair." (—Silvio's thoughts about Valerio)

"How long is she going to keep blue-balling me for?!" (—Silvio's thoughts)

"The more I have you around, half of me wants to pamper you, and half of me wants to tease you to tears."

"Wrong. She just paid for her own crimes. How is that Valerio's fault?" (—Silvio talking about his mother to Emidio)

"...Ah, there's the cheeky bastard I know. Much better." (—Silvio to Valerio)

"Everybody loves you, they always have! But no one's ever loved me. Not even once. So how the hell am I supposed to know what to do about it?" (—Silvio to Valerio)

"I ain't ever said I didn't want you there! (...) It was tough on me because I DID like you bein' there! 'Cuz it actually felt pretty good bein' with you..."

"Ever since the night I'd seen beneath my mother's mask, I'd started asking myself what I could do to protect Valerio and his mother. But the weapon I was after wasn't a sword—it was money, money I could use to buy people to wield that sword. (...) I'd put that money to good use, and I'd bought plenty of people in the royal court. I'd used fake names so neither the king nor my mother would realize it was me, and I'd hired bodyguards to secretly watch over Valerio and his mother. There was nothing I could do to ever make up for all the bullying I'd done, but I found plenty of ways to protect him." (—Silvio's thoughts)

"Damn. That was close. I'd almost blurted out something ridiculous about her being more beautiful than the ocean, but I managed to swallow the words at the last second." (—Silvio's thoughts)

"Stop doin' that! Not in front of everyone! (...) You're gonna make me grin like a stupid idiot in front of all these people!" (—Silvio reacting to Emma holding him)

"The dress she wore today was supposed to be simple and understated, but on her it was anything but. With it, Emma looked as bright and beautiful as a rose in full bloom. I could have watched her forever." (—Silvio's thoughts about Emma)

"You're beautiful, you know that?" (—Silvio's thoughts)

"You never gave a damn about me growing up. All your attention was always on the mutt. Don't pretend to be a father to me now." (—Silvio's thoughts about his father)

"I love ya too, okay?! A whole damn lot! With all my heart!"

"Talk shit, get hit, ya little twerp!" (—Silvio to Valerio)

"Even when he was a kid, Valerio's always been fascinated by my seafaring stories. It was pretty much the only thing he was interested in talkin' to me about. His eyes would sparkle every time I told him about one of my journeys, so I figured I could at least bring him along for one that was less dangerous." (—Silvio's thoughts)

"I want him to be free and happy like that more. All his smiles are all weird and fake now. It creeps me out." (—Silvio's thoughts about Valerio)

"Havin' matching ones means we can show that we went on that journey together. And every time I look at my own earrin', I know that the joy I saw from ya that day was real." (—Silvio's thoughts about his and Valerio's matching earrings)

"Ugh, I hate you. I really do. It ain't gonna change the fact that you're my little brother, though. No matter how many times ya get on my nerves, I still gotta step up as your big brother." (—Silvio's thoughts about Valerio)

"For all the shit I say... I have to admit, I don't exactly hate spendin' time with Valerio at all." (—Silvio's thoughts)

[yuri-is-online]

You, I, and the Wall (Azul, Jade, and Floyd x Yuu)

You lie on the ground taking deep breaths, searching around you for three objects you can name while you try to force your ears to tune into the noises around you. The three boys surrounding you look concerned, almost like you're crying but you can't really bring yourself to care right now. It's not like they care anyway, you think; an upset person is just inconvenient to deal with.

"It's my fault." You try to reassure them with a shaky breath. "I'm the one who made the mistake of feeling safe."

notes: they/them pronouns used for Yuu, heavy angst, SPOILERS FOR CH. 4, specifically how Jamil's UM might make someone feel (as in not good, forcing someone to do stuff they do not want to is not nice). If you like this please check out my masterlist here (x)

Floyd

"I bet you'd rather be talkin to Crabby right now, huh?" Floyd almost sounds self depreciating, there's a haze of tears clouding your judgment that makes him feel a bit safer in his vulnerability. "Sorry I'm all that's here right now." He makes sure to stay just far enough from you that you don't feel like he's crowding your personal space, but close enough that there's a barrier between you and the door the Scarabia students fled through. If those guppies thought there was any sort of excuse for putting you into this state he would accept, well there wasn't. If they thought he had forgotten their faces they had a gigantic storm coming, but he needed to make sure you were alright first. Hurricane's can't start until the eye is calm.

"I tried calling Ace, he didn't answer." Your voice sounds so unlike you, weak and tired. "Same with Deuce."

"Ha, dunno about Mackey but Crabby's definitely scratching at the walls if you told him you're in trouble." He means it, and he hates how he knows it will calm you down. Floyd doesn't like the sidelines, that's where Jade thrives, not him. Being jealous that Ace is calming you down even though he's not here is petty and kind of pathetic. But he can't help it, the way he moves and looks is scary, but surely if he looks at you long enough you'll realize-

"You ain't gotta believe me now," he mumbles to himself, slowly shuffling closer to you, satisfying his urge to squeeze by pinching your cheek, "already knew I was gonna have to work on that, but I don't ever want to see you like this again." Finally you look at him instead of away; you are confused and tired but finally comfortable enough to let your exhaustion put you to sleep. He used to think he loved every face you could make, and he can't say he never wants to see you scared because of how cute you look spooked, but this, this wasn't fun. You'll just have to let him be the only one to scare you from here on out, he thinks, gently picking you up off the ground to take you somewhere more comfortable.

Jade

To be fair, Jade had expected you to try hitting him a lot sooner than this. He also had to admit it was extremely... lovely of you to have enough control over yourself to stop just before landing the blow.

"No fighting in the lounge, that's the rule right?" Your entire body is tense, even as you retract the fist and retreat into yourself, away from the table, away from him. Azul laughs awkwardly while pushing forward in discussing the Scarabia situation, but Jade keeps his eyes on you.

"Of course for a magicless person like yourself there would be no way to resist being hypnotized. Really someone could have given you whatever orders they wanted to and ordered you not to remember-"

In hindsight maybe, compared to some of the other observations he has voiced out loud, that one was a touch harsh.

"I am quite sorry if I caused offense." He says. Still tense, you take in a deep shuddering breath, winding up for something. His hands fold contentedly, wondering if you will try to hit him again. Given his comments, he doesn't mind letting you.

"Fuck off." You sound so small you want to die but the shock that unwinds on his face is somewhat satisfying. He wonders, as you try to walk away again, just how it would feel to be powerless to say no. To be small and alone in a world you don't belong in, forced to do something by someone against your will and then made fun of by someone strikingly similar for not being able to protect yourself.

It's an ugly thought, but he wonders if anyone has ever made you feel this small before, if he is making you feel that small now.

"I did not say what I did to mock you." Jade is surprised by the strength of his conviction, and how little he thinks to blame you if you choose not to forgive him. "If the thought of that person's magic scares you, please stay close to Floyd. He will be able to keep you safe." To his great relief some tension leaves your shoulders, and he dares to risk a step forward. "I should hope this goes without saying, but what happened to you was not your fault, nor was it acceptable."

"You trying to say Octavinelle has a monopoly on exploiting me?" There's an edge to the question that will take time to dull, but your ire seems less pointed at him now.

"I'm suggesting you simply look at our involvement as a form of revenge." He means it, though he knows you are in no position to tell just yet. That's quite alright, he knows himself. He can wait.

Azul

"Please wait!" Azul is surprised you don't break into a sprint, but then you don't slow down or stop either, stubbornly insistent on moving towards Ramshackle Dorm. You allow him to walk next to you, ignoring the huffs of stress in his breath.

"What do you want Azul?" No no no this is all wrong, you compliment his efforts after seeing him at his worst and now you're icing him out? Sure, he knew entertaining the idea you could be friends, genuine ones, was too good to be true but seeing it go up in foam in front of him was still painful.

"What did you mean feeling safe was a mistake?" He knows Jamil, in theory anyway, they're in a complicated place right now. Or maybe always but that's besides the point. There was a reason behind all of this he is sure you will likely find sympathetic enough to forgive, but if you are in this much pain why should you? Not that he has a say in it, but why should he let you?

"What do you want Azul?" You just repeat yourself, nails digging into the palms of your hand in a way that looks so painful he can't stop himself from reaching to pull them towards him. It keeps you from running the next couple feet to the mirror, both of you forced to look at the bleeding dents in your palms in a mixture of shame and remorse. He's too distressed to express himself, moving to firmly hold both of your hands with one of his while the other searches for his magic pen. 'What do yo-"

"A chance." Magic soothes the pain as Azul works to close the admittedly tiny wounds with the same determined focus he shows his studies. "All I have ever wanted is a chance." He doesn't say at what, you get a feeling he doesn't really know what he is asking for right now himself. But with how he refuses to mention payment as he puts away his magic pen, just continues to hold you in place, you think you could maybe eventually understand.

"I'll give you one." You swallow hoarsely, taking away your hands from his as he tries to pretending he didn't memorize their warmth.

"It's a deal then," he means that as a joke you think, but there's a bit of his normal showmanship and pride you find oddly comforting now "I promise you, one is all I'll need."

[possiblystancest]

eyes dart around… can we get some brattaming ford omo perhaps… i think he needs to be humbled :3c

Humbling old stuck-up men is my SPECIALTY

It's definitely one of Stan's last straws with Ford. This last straw has been going on for the last 50 straws, but that's besides the point-

Getting his latest creature to join the Mystery Shack mocked and criticized by Ford- listen Stan knows that a mega-jacklope wouldn't have a horn made of tinfoil, nor would it have a voice box telling tourists to buy the merchandise but hey, creative liberties!

"It's always about how 'Oh Stanley that's not what that creature looks like', why's it never 'Oh Sixer, the historical accuracy of Sturly Stembleburgiss' outfit doesn't matter, it's about the PLOT' huh?"

"Maybe it's because I don't watch such ridiculous shows!"

Stan rolls his eyes. There's that attitude Stan remembers from when they'd get into spats over station to watch, never really left him even after all these years.

That's when an idea pops into Stan's mind-

"Tell ya what. I'll let you have free rein on revamping the shop," he says, loosely gesturing around the room, "if and only if you actually watch the trilogy."

Ford pitches the bridge of his nose, "If it means I get to get rid of these lackluster abominations. Then I accept this deal."

In the moment, Ford sees it as something wildly simple- the only challenge would be staying awake during those monologs with those awful accents.

Little did he know what Stan had up his sleeves~

Aka: movie night, but Stan spikes Ford's drinks with water pills or something else that is a diuretic.

Honestly, it was simple for Stan. Ain't the first time he's crushed pills and slipped them in a drink- just gotta make sure there's enough stirring and flavour to combat the grit of the pills.

Ford is none the wiser to Stan's plan- not even raising a brow when Stan gladly refills his drink. It's not until halfway through the second film that it hit him. That knawing sensation of his bladder steadily filling with what his kidneys had rapidly filtered out-

He shifts, attempting to find a position that allows him temporary relief. Any time that he tries to excuse himself, Stan rests his hand firmly on his shoulder, saying that he's going to miss an important part- lord it seemed like there sure were a lot of important scenes.

Ford doesn't quite know how Stan did it, but he somehow convinced him to sit on his lap. Now, he was unable to squirm without basically grinding against Stan. He chews on the inside of his cheeks, long since stopping from concentrating on the tv.

As had Stan- all his attention is on Ford. Feeling every twitch and shift of his brother's body as he tries to subtly hold it in. It's cute, honestly, seeing his arrogant brother being reduced to such childish means of holding it in. Perhaps now it was time to up the game-

Stan promises Ford he'll let him get up if he can answer some questions right about the show-

Ofc, Ford had stopped watching long ago, so he fumbles out answers that he can only weakly assume were right.

Stan smirks, one hand slowly rolling over Ford's lower abdomen. Each wrong answer has his palm pressing against the over filled bladder.

"Hmm, guess the genius doesn't know it all, huh?" Stan's voice coated in faux sympathy as he drinks in the pathetic hitches and whines coming from Ford.

"S-Stanley, you have to let me get up I-"

"You'll what? Dunno, Sixer, sounding like you aren't up the task. Thought you were just oh so smart. Guess my shows aren't as 'mind numbingly stupid' as you tell me," Stan says, his other hand gripping Ford's inner thigh, slinking closer and closer to his crotch.

Ford is clinging to the last straws of strength in keeping his bladder from releasing. He can't think straight, oh god, he can't. His hips roll against Stan's hand, by any means to hold it in - he doesn't care how pathetic he is right now.

Finally malleable, putty in his brother's hands.

"Mmm, ya know, maybe I'll let you go. If," Stan pauses to see the blown pupils his Ford when relief is dangled infront of him, "If you admit how I'm running the Shack is good."

Ford's frantic now, bouncing on Stan's lap, his cock straining to keep the dripples of piss inside. Anything for relief.

"Y-yes! How you're running that mess is- ack!"

His sentence is cut short from a firm press into his lower abdomen.

"Ah, ah, ah, now that doesn't sound all that sincere, Sixer. Let's try that again, yeah?" Stan says, his fingers now lazily dancing over his brother's extended abdomen.

Ford practically cries out as he feels a jet of hot urine streams out of him.

"O-okay! I'm, I'm sorry for ridiculing the Shack! You're running it just fine. S-Stanley pl-please I'm gonna-"

Stan smiles, and quickly, he moves his hand to the back of Ford's neck. Pulling him in close. No chance for Ford to escape.

"Good boy."

There's a strangled sob that leaves Ford's lips as his bladder finally gives in. Urine saturating his and Stan's lap. A thin bead of drool connecting Ford's parted lips as he gasp for staggered breath while pissing himself.

"That'a boy, wasn't that hard was it?" Stan says aftef a few minutes. Rubbing the back of Ford's shuddering shoulders.

Ford mumbles something incoherent as he presses his face in the nape of Stan's neck. His body slowly coming down from its euphoric relief.

"Stanley, the chair," Ford finally says.

Stan shrugs, "Eh, she's seen worst."

"You're disgusting."

"Says the genius covered in his own piss. Maybe I'll let you stay here for the rest of the night to fix the rest if that attitude."

Ford just burries his burning face further into Stan's neck.

"I'll be good."

Stan just chuckles, rubbing circles in Ford's back.

"I know you'll be, I know."

[midnightsunnyday]

Whips, Cuffs, And Edible Thongs? (Final) '*•.¸♡ ♡¸.•*'

Part One

Warnings: obviously NSFW and MDNI. Mentions of various kinks, sex toys, and cursing. MC is in a polyamorous relationship with all the brothers btw. Definitely a crack headcanon.

Belphegor, holding up a large, biologically improbable dildo: hey MC, you should buy this.

MC: Absolutely not.

Mammon, holding up a pink studded collar: Yo MC, you ever tried...something like this?

MC: Well, it is cute, but I'm not so sure it's my style.

Belphegor: hey MC, you should buy this.

MC: Uh, I'm pretty sure human organs can't stretch that far.

Belphegor: Not with that attitude.

Mammon: What the heck even is that thing, anyway?

Mynx: That's the Orfficinator 2000. For those with more...extreme tastes. Revs 850 thrusts per minutes with 15 different vibration settings. And at a whoping 12 inches in length and 5.5 in width. It'll turn even the most adamant of lovers into a weeping, begging mess.

Belphegor: a begging mess, huh?

MC: I think I felt my insides clench.

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MC: You know, Satan. Even I think this cat obsession is going a bit too far.

Satan: What? I'm only observing it *poke*

Mynx: That's the Kitty Whisperer. Very popular with the ladies. Comes in both pink and purple.

Satan: So I see.

Mynx: But you know, not everyone who buys it is a lady, if you catch my drift.

Satan: Is...that right?

Mynx: ...

Satan: ...

MC: Really?

Satan: *blushing madly* Just let me be, alright?

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MC: So...um...what kinda stuff are you guys into?

Mammon: Stuff?

MC: you know, like...kinks?

Beelzebub: oh, those? Sometimes I get them when I don't properly stretch before a workout.

Belphegor: Not those kinds of kinks, Beel.

Asmodeus: well, I don't mind sharing mine. Frankly, there are just so many to choose from. Spanking, overstimulation, bondage, wax play. Now for the more extreme ones--

Leviathan: --Enough! Enough! Otherwise, I think I might be scared for life.

Asmodeus: ok then, Levi. How about you tell us your kinks?

Leviathan: uh...reverse Uno.

Asmodeus: We're not playing Uno. Besides, then it'll just go back to me and you know what that means?

Leviathan: ah! Then it was Mammon by the bondage gear holding a pair of handcuffs!

Mammon: hey!

Satan: No need to say it, Mammon. After all, we already know the answer.

Manmon: I got no idea what you're talking about.

Leviathan: please. I bet you want MC to buy that collar you showed them so they can put it on you.

Mammon: Whhaaaat? Pfft. No.

Leviathan: Liar.

Mammon: So then what about you Mr. "I like it when you yell at me and call me worthless?"

Leviathan: I can't help it ok? It's very stimulating.

Mammon: Fine. I'll tell. I ain't chicken! So um...you know how you're getting dressed and you accidently pull your tie a little too tight--

Leviathan: --no one does that--

Mammon: --Let me finish, you ass! Anyway, it's kinda like that. So...yeah.

Satan: Interesting.

Mammon: Alright then. Tell us some of yours.

Satan: *clears throat* I'm not really...into extreme things. Or things that hurt. So, vanilla. Definitely.

Mammon: Huh. Coulda fooled me.

Asmodeus: how about you, Belphie?

Belphegor, smiles darkly: You sure you wanna know?

Satan: Why does that sound so threatening?

Beelzebub: Hmmm. Can food be kinks?

Asmodeus: Oh, you sweet summer child.

Leviathan: Maybe we should just skip on to MC.

MC: Eh. I don't know if I should share. It's kind of... intense.

Asmodeus: go on darling. This is a judgement free zone.

Beelzebub: Asmo's right. Craving and engaging in physical intimacy should not bring shame or discomfort, but breathe life and newfound sexual expression into those who practice safely and with consent.

*stunned silence*

Beelzebub: What? You know, gluttony is no further from lust as it is to greed. You should really learn your sins.

Belphegor: yeah, learn your sins.

MC: Well...sometimes I like to imagine standing over a powerful man and telling him how worthless and pathetic he is. How despite his power, he's at my feet, where he belongs. Then as he begs me to ride him, I'll laugh in his face as he watches me pleasure myself, saying he'll never be able to satisfy me better than my own hand, his erection weeping and painful. Then when I'm done, I'll push him onto his back and grind against him, denying him over and over until he's crying for release. But there will be no release. Not until his master, me, is satisfied *clears throat* So essentially, I really like the thought of being a dom.

*further stunned silence*

Belphegor: ...God, I'd let you destroy me.

MC: I know you would.

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Mynx: Can one of you please stop your brother from eating all my edible undies and oils? I've tried hitting him with my pipe, but it's like a love tap to this man!

Satan: Beel, the point of those is to eat them off your partner, not eat them yourself.

Beelzebub: I...don't think I trust myself doing that. I might get...too excited.

Mammon: Oof. That's an ugly picture.

Mynx: Yep. A big boy like that would definitely eat more than his fair share.

Asmodeus: Oh wow, these lollipops are shaped like a--

Beelzebub: *crunch* mmmm. They have a creamy center.

Asmodeus: ...

Beelzebub: What?

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Mammon, dressed in a sexy cop uniform: alright, Belphie, its the end of the line!

Leviathan, dressed as an equally sexy cop: that's right, punk! You're going away for a long time.

Belphegor, somehow talked into this and wearing a skimpy prison outfit: you pigs ain't got nothing on me! Nothing I say!

Mammon: Your partner spilled the beans, Belphie. You're looking at 40-80 years tops.

Leviathan: Now, hands where we can see em! Or this might get messy.

*Belphie, holding the Orfficinator 2000*

Mammon: He's got an automatic!

Belphegor: I'm not going back to jail!

Leviathan: Take the fucking shot!

Mynx: WILL YOU IDIOTS QUIT PLAYING WITH MY MERCHANDISE?

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MC: *Places item on register*

Everyone: Ooooh.

MC: *Places another item on register*

Everyone: Aaaah.

MC: *yet another item*

Everyone: Woah!

MC: You guys are way too dramatic.

Satan: *Places item on counter*

MC: Oh. Good for you, Satan.

Satan: Enough.

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Mynx: Thanks, hun. It was a pleasure doing business with ya.

MC: Thanks, Mynx. Actually, you made this whole thing a lot easier.

Mynx: It's what I do. Come back any time. Alone, preferably.

MC: Will do. Or at least will attempt to.

Asmodeus: bye, Mynxie.

Mynx: just so you all know, I'm still considering banning you all from my store.

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Lucifer: There you all are. I was wondering why the house was so quiet. I was enjoying it, actually. Though I suppose nothing good lasts long.

MC: Love you too, Lucifer.

Satan: Debatable. And anyway, why are you even here?

Lucifer: You mean why am I here in the house that I pay for you to eat, sleep, and run amok through? Reading, obviously.

MC: What Satan means is--calm down, dear--aren't you suppose to be at Diavolo's fancy party?

Lucifer: Right, that. Unfortunately, the party ended abruptly when one of the Little Ds accidently set fire to King Idaman's robes.

MC: Oh.

Lucifer: Which in turn startled Prince Isa's horse, which caused a chain reaction and set everything else ablaze. It was truly a sight.

Mammon: Sounds like it all right.

Lucifer: after having to clean up such a mess, I found it best to call it a night.  So, what did you all do today? I see bags.

Beelzebub: We went to Cl--ow! I mean, we went close by.

Lucifer: Is that right?

Leviathan: Yep. We bought...all the things that shops tend to have.

Lucifer: I would assume so, yes.

Asmodeus: And now we're going to take those things to our rooms, isn't that right, Satan?

Satan: oh, yes, our rooms. Where we have nothing of interest at all.

Everyone: *runs off*

Lucifer: well, that was weird. Oh, and MC. May I have a moment?

MC: Sure.

Lucifer: a little bat told me that you all had quite the experience today.

MC: How...how is it that you know everything?

Lucifer: *laughs* it isn't complicated considering you all are horrible at hiding things, like just now. Though more importantly...*leans in closer* Devildom toys aren't exactly made for humans. You could hurt yourself.  In fact, I may need to...teach you how to properly use them. For safety reasons, naturally.

MC: is that right?

Lucifer: it is.

MC: ...

Lucifer: ...

MC: ...so...how soon are you available?

[hotvintagepoll]

Raj Kapoor (Neel Kamal, Andaz, Anari)—Do you want to see a man traipsing in a bucket hat? He almost steps on a bug and then scoops the bug up and saves it! He traipses down the street, joining hands and dancing with children! I realize I'm just listing things he does while singing Kisi Ki Muskurahaton Pe Ho Nisar from Anari, but it's truly one of the scrungliest performances I've ever seen.

Jacques Marin (Charade)—grump. grumpy man. man who is grumpy. so so grumpy. my dream cast for poirot which i feel like makes a man a scrungle? i have only seen him in charade tho so he may not scrungle all the time. but he does in that movie for sure.

This is round 1 of the contest. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. If you're confused on what a scrungle is, or any of the rules of the contest, click here.

[additional submitted propaganda + scrungly videos under the cut]

Raj Kapoor:

Even the vegetable lady calls him scrungly in this one:

I take it, 'scrungly little guy' means some pathetic little meow meow who you cannot help but think of as cute and root for until the end. Raj Kapoor has the RANGE. While he is certainly hot and certainly famous in India, the noobs on Tumblr definitely haven't heard of him which, i guess, fits the requirement of the participant being relatively obscure. And while he can play dashing heros and all with remarkable skill, I would argue his best work is when he plays a silly little guy who is hopelessly in love with Nargis.

This very bisexual scene from Andaz:

Listen, this guy plays a con man in Shree 420 OF COURSE HE'S SCRUNGLY IN IT. And holy shit, have you seen him play a man in love (especially with Nargis)?? He's so pathetic I love him. And he ain't white so obviously not popular with the Tumblrinas so fits your criteria... I hope?

Listen, people can google him and may rightly so say he is hot vintage-guy material. And yes that is correct - he was a hearthrob and popular with ladies all over BUT if you have seen Awaara or Shree 420 you will know him as the lovely scrungly little Charlie-Chapin-tramp-character-inspo vagabond, with his little stick-and-bundle. Listen, if you are looking at Raj Kapoor's 'vagabond' character making his intro in the video below and you don't immediately think 'scrungly' you must have your eyes closed.

Jacques Marin:

Marin shows up at 10:10 in this clip from Charade. He is interrogating Audrey Hepburn:

[wriothesleysgf]

˚ ⊹ ₊˚ what you've been told — eren jaeger .

cws : ceo ! eren, degradation+ name calling, toys, collar, mentions of flogging, wrist restraints, puppy play.

notes : a little bit of an insight into my awful case of erenrot. . . this is my first time writing for him so the characterization might not be the best !

"i'm fucking working." eren spat the same excuse that you were downright tired of hearing.

"but i-" you would begin, though he'd shoot you a piercing glare that would quickly shut you down. you were beyond bored of spending hours in your boyfriend's penthouse with nothing to do. sure, eren let you do anything you wanted, and even buy anything you pleased with his black card. although (countless shopping sprees later) all you truly wanted was his attention.

you had tried simply asking the man. you had tried crawling under his desk and pawing at his crotch, even sitting yourself on his lap when you were certain that he wasn't in a meeting. all of these feats had been met with varying degrees of punishment, ranging from a few lashes from eren's trusty black flogger to being subjected to hours of the man rearranging your insides, only to deny your orgasm each and every time.

in all honesty, he found it rather cute how needy you were. it was almost as if the only thoughts in that pathetic little brain of yours was getting your needy puppycunt stuffed to the brim. he looked down at your dumb, wide eyes as you sat at his feet, practically humping the expensive pair of chelsea boots that he wore, despite working from home.

"such a fucking needy slut," he mumbled under his breath. eren then rose from his seat, finding it difficult not to smirk when to trailed behind on your knees and even remained sat near the door when he told you to "stay" — truly like his lost little puppy. he went all the way to your playroom, a room he'd had built specifically for certain. . . activities. there he gathered an array of items that could keep you entertained for as long as he saw necessary.

"remember, you do what i tell you. only good mutts get to cum." you nodded vigorously in response. "so strip."

honestly, you there wasn't anything going on in your pretty head, all previously existing thoughts having been consumed by lust. once you were bare, eren ordered you to the floor nearby his desk. you were situated where nobody on his webcam could see you, yet he had a perfect view from behind his monitors.

"good puppy," he praised, patting your head. though indeed intended a demeaning and belittling act, you found it adorable and were smiling widely.

hell, you were so needy that you didn't even question eren's actions as he secured a pretty pink collar around your neck, decorated with bows and a small bell, and restricted your wrists behind your back with a long piece of pastel pink rope. you didn't even flinch when he stuck the suction cup of a medium-sized dildo to the hardwood floor.

"entertain yourself," he instructed, taking a seat back at his desk. despite trying to focus on the work to be done before him, his eyes were fixated on nothing but you.

considering how wet and needy you already were, you didn't require any additional prep. gently, you took the fake cock inside of you without any resistance. it was much smaller than eren was, thus didn't fully satisfy your cravings — you had to reason with yourself that at least this was better than nothing.

slowly but surely, you bounced on the dildo and the little bell adorning your neck rang with each movement. soon the frustration began to settle in, for the toy alone wasn't enough to bring you as close to the edge as you desired to be. long, drawn out whines of eren's name were met with threatening stares, wordlessly warning you to shut up.

"jesus, fuck," he exclaimed, piercing gaze sending shivers down your spine. "d'ya want me to go grab a gag for you, bitch? ain't no way you're cumming at this rate, whore."

you tried to be quieter, you really did. but the burn from fucking yourself was quickly becoming more prominent, prompting further whimpers and mumbles to fall past your lips.

"'m s- 'm- s- so-" you began feeble attempts to apologize as eren slammed his hands down on his desk, pushing his chair back and striding towards you.

"up." he demanded, motioning with two fingers.

you felt dizzy, the tiny gesture leaving you daydreaming of how those fingers would feel inside of you. more blubbers, and even few tears, came from you, though they were met with an abundance of nonchalance. he didn't even help as you struggled to stand, swaying side to side due to the fact that your wrists remained bound.

"go. now. ass up, face down. might ruin both of your holes for being such a nasty slut."

you made the mistake of moaning a little as a reply.

"good puppies don't talk back. then again, you're nothing but a filthy bitch, right? 's that what you are? sir's good for nothing, cockhungry mutt? 'm gonna have to break this bad behaviour. and be careful, if you keep this up i'll take you back to the pound, princess."

[writtenjewels]

Maternity Ward part 5

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four

“I know what you're doin',” Jason huffed, setting down the bag full of snacks. Penny turned her gaze away from the television to look at him, her expression amused.

“I'd hope so; you've been coachin' me through it for the past few hours.”

“Not this! You getting the doctor to go with me and buy snacks!”

“I was hungry,” Penny defended. She reached for the bag and started pulling out snacks. She didn't waste any time in tearing open a bag of chips and helping herself. Jason glared at her. Was she seriously going to play innocent? “You can have some, too,” Penny told him after swallowing down a few chips.

“Penn.” Jason growled her nickname through clenched teeth.

“What?” She licked the crumbs off her fingers.

“You know what! Don't make me fuckin' say it!”

“Will you fucking relax?” she sighed, rolling her eyes. “The fuck else was I supposed to do? It ain't like you were being subtle.” Jason's face went hot and he suddenly found it hard to breathe. He dropped into the bedside chair.

Maybe it wasn't that bad. Like he told Salim, Penny had known Jason since the day he was born. She probably picked up on something that clued him in. As hard as Jason was crushing on the doctor, he was confident he disguised it well enough.

“You're welcome,” Penny said cheerfully.

“Not like it matters,” he muttered.

“It won't hurt,” Penny argued, helping herself to more chips. “I don't think I've seen you like this. Not even when you were into what's-his-name in high school.”

Jason knew exactly who she meant. The last thing he wanted to do was be reminded of his pathetic high school crush on a cute, nerdy guy. One time he actually tripped over his own feet walking toward the guy. If this was even worse... Jesus Christ.

“I'm callin' Ben,” he decided.

“Why?” Penny frowned.

“'Cause if you're gonna mess in my love life, I'm messin' in yours.” He pulled out his cell phone and dialed the number before Penny could say another word. He didn't even have to wait a full ring before Ben picked up.

“Hello?”

“Your girlfriend's in labor,” Jason announced. There was silence on the other end. “Ben? Hello?”

“Sorry, I'm here,” the other man responded. “I... what?”

“Penny's in labor,” Jason repeated. “We're in the hospital right now. You ain't missed much yet, but you'd better hurry.”

“Holy shit,” Ben breathed out. “Okay. I'm headed out right now. Tell Penny I love her and I'll be there soon.” He hung up, probably so he could call the airport and book a flight. Jason repeated the message to Penny.

“Thanks.” She blew out a breath. “At least he'll miss the shitty part.”

“Lucky him,” Jason teased. Penny responded by throwing a bag of chips at his head. At least he succeeded in turning the conversation away from him and Salim.

Though it sure didn't stop him from thinking about it. How Salim made him laugh with those stupid jokes, how comfortable and ease he felt around the man after only knowing him a few hours, the way they teased each other. He could feel heat spread down his neck.

Almost as if she knew he needed the distraction, Penny went into another contraction. Jason coached her through it, and for a while didn't think about his growing feelings for the handsome doctor.

[macsimagines]

Ahhh you write for them wonderfully? You’ve gone above and beyond my expectations and I appreciate all you’ve done ♡

I hope that you’re not too busy and that I’m not pestering you too much; may i request the same Yan! Shin/Izana/Ran trio stalking their darling throughout the city on their day off? Like them following and observing as their s/o runs errands, goes to appointments, etc?

Thank you for the love and thank you for your patience with me. Ive really enjoyed writing your requests

Yandere!Shinichiro

Was devastated when you told him he couldn't go with you. "My bad Boo, but you're too distracting and I really need to get these errands done today."

He took such great offense to that. What's so distracting about constantly having a hand on your ass and his tongue in your mouth- ok. Maybe he can be a smidge attention diverting...

But its ok! He can still be with you, just in a far off corner where you can't see him. Its almost nostalgic, it's just like back in high school before you two were dating.

Loves the way you're doing your errands though. Look at his baby go, being all domestic at the grocery store. Takes pictures on his phone because its just too cute the way you read all the store labels.

You end up catching him in the frozen foods section. "Hey there, sweet thang... Come here often?" Cheesy pick up lines and his stalking aside, at least he's cute right?

Yandere!Izana

What in the hell? You chew his ear off about how you never get to spend time together and how he always blows you off and now that he finally has a day set aside for you, you can't even spare him a second?

"Sorry baby, I've got a really important appointment today and I can't miss it." "Are you shittin' me? An appointment for what?" "....hair."

You must think you're real slick if you honestly believe that he'll fall for a lie like that. He knew this was gong to happen. Obviously you're planning on leaving him.

Like he'll let you walk away, its his own fault, as if you can leave him alive, he should've paid more attention to you, you're not going anywhere but in a fucking body bag, please don't go.

He follows you, he wants to catch you in the act. Did you meet someone new? Are you trying to just dip out of town while his guard is down?

Izana does catch you. At an appointment. At a maternity clinic. So you did lie, but this is a whole other monster than what he was ready for. Could this mean...

Waits outside for an hour and can't even enjoy the shocked look on your face. All he wants are answers.

"Well, Y/N?" With shaky hands and tears in your eyes you hand him a picture of an ultrasound. He can barely make out the tiny blob in the photo but suddenly he knows why you were so moody and trying to blow him off.

"I'm sor-!" Izana isn't one for PDA, but before you can get even a single apology out he's embracing you in a tight hug. This is the best possible outcome.

Yandere!Ran

Well ain't this a bitch? He wakes up at the crack of dawn, 12pm, and you've already left the apartment? Only leaving a note; Enjoy your day off baby! Running errands, be back 2nite!

Bullshit! He took the day off for you, and to sleep like the dead, but mostly for you! Ran had actually planned to take you out shopping then drop by that nice restaurant you like so much for dinner.

This will not stand. Using the app he had installed on your phone, he bought it and pays the bill he can put whatever he wants on it, he tracks your location all the way to the market.

He's going to surprise you and drag you home. You can't just take off like that. Who is he supposed to spoon when you're gone? His pillow? Pathetic.

But then he sees you. So cute in your skirt and sweater, holding a basket of all that fresh produce he knows use when you make him his food. You take such good care of him.

Ran really does want to be mad but how can he when you're just an angel....

When he finally confronts you he does try hard to front like he's mad. "You could've woken me up..." he pouts. You just pat him on the head. "Big baby. Want to help me pick out some fruit? I'm thinking of making a parfait for dessert?"