#and a ball pusher toy

[nepenthendline]

arcade genshin headcanons

as an frequent arcade-goer I am qualified to make judgement on what arcade games the genshin characters would be good at

literally no one has ever beaten wriothesley at air hockey - nothing but pure concentration on his face

cyno, kazuha, and lyney dominate ski-ball, venti is also pretty good but its only because he cheats

DDR champions go to gaming, hu tao and itto, surprisingly nilou is really bad, she just gets overwhelmed with the speed and noises and all the flashing lights

klee loves DDR but she gets too excited to do it well, she does beg albedo to play with her though and he's...really good?

somehow zhongli never loses a claw machine? he doesn't even care for it but whenever someone wants to win a toy they drag him over to do it for them, on the other had kaveh is the worst and he's such a drama queen, begs althaitham for more mora to keep trying

childe is 50/50 with claw machines but will just make zhongli do it anyway

you know who has also never lost a claw machine? neuvillette - him and zhongli will never admit it but they get jealous if someone asks the other to help win them a toy

wriothesley, alhaitham, childe, and xiao - car racing game pros, and they're cocky about it too, ironically all of them would be terrible drivers

tighnari is too casually good at the basketball hoop games, and so is kaeya, only difference is tighnari is a good sport and will tell you that you did well anyway, kaeya will shit-talk you the whole time

razor does nothing but play on the coin pusher machines, boy is mesmerised

bennett, xiao and freminet also love the coin pusher machines so they will all play together to win each other little prizes - itto plays sometimes but just doesn't understand the timing element

diluc fucking hates pinball, only because he is SO bad at it, but he will play every time because surely he's got to get better at some point

on the other hand yoimiya and tighnari are incredible

honestly diluc is just there to hold all the tickets to cash in for prizes - he is actually really good at pacman, he just doesn't care for it much

shooting games are always won by chloride, gorou, ayato and alhaitham, but they all look like their working rather than playing a game it's kinda scary

childe gets at least 4 strikes per bowling game, and so does thoma - the rivalry between these two is insane

raiden ei doesn't play any games, she just likes to sit, watch, and buy snacks

[ghoulsgraveyard]

Head Pusher

Movie William Afton x reader

Summary: William is an assertive man, he takes what he wants, when he wants, how he wants. He’ll push

Warnings: oral sex m receiving, size kink (nothing about reader’s body size other than being shorter than him), ball play, rimming, coercion kind of? Its consensual but i mean, look at the title. Dirty talk, daddy kink, extremely controlling behavior, impact play, aftercare, reader is gender neutral and no use of y/n because I do not like it <3

This is smut. 18+ only minors please don’t interact. You are responsible for the content you consume, if the warnings i have provided are not sufficient, please feel free to dm me and let me know how i can have better warnings in the future

a/n: hey guys. Back from the dead. I’m currently crazy about william afton. 

William had always been an assertive man, you don’t start a business by being a pushover he’d say. In life he’d found that if he wanted something, really wanted something, you’re going to have to push some people out of the way to get it. 

William has found that his desire for control has expanded to all parts of his life. He chose a cover up job where he controls other’s careers and opportunities, he controls eight foot tall beasts he created and tamed, he even controls who lives and dies, but by far his favorite thing to control was you. You were like a sweet little doll to him, he’d dress you up in the clothes he bought and had tailored just for you, standing in front of the closet in the mornings deciding what you should wear that day while you softly dozed in bed. He tells you the things he’d like done around the house, sometimes even writing a list for you. He loved thinking of you scurrying around throughout the day, doing everything to please him. 

Tonight he’s in a mood, unexpected circumstances had dampened his plans throwing him off schedule he decides to go home early only to find that his darling isn’t there. You had gone out for the dry cleaning. He sat on the couch, stewing over his frustrations over the day, nothing had gone to plan, he felt out of control which he so desperately needed, and his favorite toy wasn’t home to play with. He thinks of you, how your body feels against him when he holds you, how small you are in comparison to him. In his mind he sees himself holding your face in his hand, he sees how his long fingers wrap around your head and watches as his hands smooth back your hair into a handful, he yanks your hair and you let out a delicious whimper.

The sound of keys in the door snap him back to reality where his pants are now considerably tighter and you’re walking through the front door. “You’re home early” you say as you hang up your coat and William’s jackets in the closet. You were happy to see his car in the driveway at first until you realized that William was home early for a reason “did something happen at work?” you ask, stepping down into the conversation pit in your home. William was a sight to behold, his tie extremely loose, his shirt mostly unbuttoned revealing his wife beater and a sprinkle of chest hair. Big powerful thighs spread dominating the couch, his pants straining to contain his erection. “I’m not talking about work with you.” his voice rumbles out, you walk over to him concerned “well why not? Maybe I could help-” he cuts you off “the only way you’re going to help me right now is getting the fuck over here and doing exactly what I say. Starting with stripping right now and then taking off my pants. Understood slut?” you stand, dumbfounded at the outburst, a pit of arousal forms in your stomach and before you brain has caught up your body has already started taking off your clothes as you walk over to him. 

Now nude you kneel at his feet, you hands shake as you unbutton his pants and slide the zipper down, you lean down and press a kiss to his clothed cock when he grabs your hair and forces you to look up at him “I don’t have the patience for this right now, I told you to take off my pants. I expect you to listen to me whore.” you nod desperately up at him, tears prick in your eyes, he releases your hair and leans back, he looks huge above you, you feel small and insignificant. He loves it. 

You pull his pants down, his hard cock springing out he lets out a sigh of relief as he grabs it and lightly begins stroking himself, you try and remain focused on your task to please him, you slide his pants the rest of the way off and look up at him for your next instruction, eyes flicking back down to the movement of his hand but forcing yourself to look at him. He snaps at you then points to the spot directly between his legs. You scramble to kneel right where he wants you. Your head is surrounded by his hairy thighs, you nearly go cross eyed watching him touch himself right in front of you. Your mouth begins to water at the sight and smell of him. He dominates your senses and you look to him like one might look up to a god in a time of prayer. He is your god, this is your prayer. His long thick cock was so hard it looked beyond angry, bordering on painful. When his hand is at his base, he pulls back then slaps his cock onto your face, you gasp at the sensation, his hot length now resting on your face, his tip leaks precum into your hairline as he chuckles at your face. 

He grabs the back of your head and roughly shoves your face into his crotch, he begins to roughly hump and grind into your face, you sputter and attempt to push back but he keeps you there, now pushing your head down further, he laughs at your pathetic attempts to free yourself. As he holds you there you have no choice but to breathe in the undeniable smell of man, you stop fighting, going limp in his hold. William is elated “you like how I bury your face in my cock huh baby? you like breathing in my filthy fucking cock? yeah. yeah I know you do." he groans as you look up at him from under his cock. “Open up baby, cmon open up your mouth for daddy” you do, and instead of pulling you up so you could suck his cock, he positions you so that his heavy, full balls fill your mouth “put your mouth to good use, suck and lick me slut” burying your face further into his groin you suckle and lap desperately at his sack, flicking the seam with your tongue while he moans. When he grows bored he pushes you further down, surely he cant want you to- “did I fucking tell you to stop licking? Keep moving that hungry little tongue around.” 

Cockdrunk and dizzy from his smell you lick further down pressing your lips to the patch of skin separating his balls from his hole you hum, the vibrations cause him to let out a noise you didn’t think he was capable of making. His thighs squeeze around your head and you rub your tongue further and further down “you’re such a nasty fucking slut” he grits out “sucking my balls is one thing but you really are a depraved filthy little whore for eating my ass” you whimper, causing him to groan “I bet you fucking like it, don’t you bitch? I’ll bet you love eating daddy’s ass” he releases your head, you gasp for air. “Say it” he spits at you “say ‘I’m a filthy slut who loves eating daddy’s ass’” you whimper and heave for him “I’m a f-filthy sslut who loves” your voice shakes and you pull in a deep breath “I’m a filthy slut who loves eating daddy’s ass” William laughs at your submission, wide bloodshot watery eyes looking up at him, hair sticking up and out, mouth glazed in your own spit, you look pathetic. You look perfect. 

“Then you’re really gonna love letting daddy fuck your throat then” without anymore warning he grabs your hair and shoves you down onto his cock “if I feel any teeth, I’ll knock em out.” he reaches the back of your throat, he pulls back and shoves you back onto his cock again, and again and again until he manages to bully his way down into your throat. You choke and gag and try and push him away but that only sets him off and he pushes you down further and further on his dick all the while muttering and demanding that you “Take it. Fucking take it. That’s right, open up that throat for daddy”. 

Your nose is flattened against his pubic mound, his heavy balls, slick with your spit, lay mockingly on your chin. He pats your cheek “good cocksleeve. You fit me all the way down honey” you gurgle pathetically as a response, he just smiles condescendingly and runs his hand down your throat, feeling himself through you “I’m really in there aren’t I baby? Stuffed one of my fuckholes really full huh?” he pulls out halfway and for a moment you think he’s giving you a moment of reprieve, one second to get a good breath out of your mouth rather than shallow sniffles that get harder and harder as your sinuses fill in response to your gagging, but he doesn’t pull out. He shoves you back down and he thrusts forward causing a crude wet ‘slap’ as his balls hit your chin. He does it again and again and again, he moans and groans and grits out curse words, you garble and choke and gag, your throat schlucks and spit pours out of your mouth all the while his balls mercilessly slap slap slap against your chin. 

You start to go limp in his hold, lack of oxygen getting to you “Is my cumbucket getting a little drowsy down there?” he slows down and slaps at your face “stay awake slut I know how much you must love suffocating on my fucking dick. Probably like it more than air anyways you cockhungry little thing” you get enough air to keep you conscious but dizzy, and William starts back up again.

Soon his thrusts get shaky and erratic, “Fuck, bunny I’m about to cum” he grits out fucking harder into your throat “I’m about to fucking cum and you’re, you’re gonna swallow all of it” he lets out a breath “not that you’ll have much of a choice, I’m practically in your stomach, just gonna pump you full with it baby. I’m gonna fill your tummy with daddy’s seed, you'd like that wouldn't you?” his voice gets shakier “fuck your little throat is gonna make me cum, and you’re gonna take it all like a good little cum rag aren’t you?” his sack continues to slam into your chin “my fucking cum bucket, holding all of daddy’s seed all nice for him, and you fucking love it.” he nods to himself “you love being full of daddy’s cum so fucking take it!” he yells out “Take it take it! Fucking take it!” Rope after rope shoot straight down your throat into your stomach, you could practically feel the warm thick liquid fill your stomach, his hips twitched as he rode out his orgasm, everytime he seemed finished another shot would rush out until eventually he released your head and his limp wet cock fell from you lips. 

You coughed and rasped while air rushed back into your lungs. Your jaw ached, your throat was demolished, your scalp stung, even your nose felt smashed from how roughly he held you there. 

William moved to you, gathering you in his arms, breathing heavily, he rubbed your back soothingly, and smiled at you gently as he wiped away your mascara tracks. You looked so vulnerable, so fragile, so delicate and breakable. “You were so good baby” he pets your hair “my sweet thing did so well, made daddy feel so good.” he coos at you “love you so much baby, so so good for me” You give him a wobbly smile to let him know you're okay. “Let me get you some water huh sweetheart?” he wraps you up with a blanket when he runs to the kitchen to grab you some water, rushing back as quickly as he could not wanting to be separated. 

You are so small at this moment and he loves how powerful he feels. Taking you apart is delightful, but putting you back together was good for him too. The way you cling to him and need him is intoxicating.

That night William makes dinner and serves it to you. He sits next to you, never across and basks in your presence. He bathes you, and tucks you in, and when you curl in next to him and he wraps his arms around you he can only look at you with adoration, you’re his most prized possession, he’s enamored with you, crazy about you. And after pressing a kiss to your head, his last thoughts before drifting off were of you and how maybe this is all he’ll ever need.

tags: @gh0stsp1d3r @dilfity @kawikami

[chrisbangsbf]

Jisung solo (ft. Chan)

Explicit | 900 words

Tags: food play, food fucking, sex toys/fleshlight, masturbation, fantasizing, crack treated seriously, jisung fucks a fleshlight full of mac and cheese and chan is normal about it

twt link | ao3 link

"You're not... actually gonna fuck that, are you?" Chan asks, looking like he has just rolled out of bed even though it's already nearing eight at night.

"With a condom!” Jisung doesn’t hesitate to clarify. “I don't want some weird UTI."

"That's… not what I meant," Chan sighs, exasperated yet fond. He just can't help it with Jisung, that’s his baby. His baby that regularly gives him new grey hairs to worry about, but his baby nonetheless. 

"You can't tell me you aren't curious," Jisung teases, carefully pouring the freshly made sauce in with his noodles. It looks absolutely delicious after mixing everything together, so he takes an experimental bite as he makes eye contact with Chan. Ever the button-pusher.

Chan blinks several times in quick succession, eyeing the pot with what looks like both disgust and curiosity. And he continues to watch as Jisung pointedly hums and sucks the excess cheese from his spoon. 

"Not that curious," the elder chuckles, a little awkward as he gestures toward the clear fleshlight sleeve sitting on the kitchen counter between them. Jisung has no shame, especially at home, and something about that is just… way hotter than it should be.

"Well," Jisung shrugs. "You only live once, hyung," he says wisely, popping the lid off the fleshlight and scooping macaroni into it as if he's doing something as innocuous as folding laundry. Chan wants to pick his brain. And maybe watch this tomfoolery unfold, but that’s another matter entirely. 

"So, that means you should fuck a fleshlight full of pasta just because some ramdom porn star said it felt good?" Chan can't help but laugh. He doesn't really know why he's surprised, to be honest. It's the exact kind of thing he should expect from Jisung after living with him for so many years and having to hear all about his weird sexcapades in explicit detail.

"Why shouldn't I fuck a fleshlight full of pasta to see if it's really as good as people say?" Jisung joins in on the laughter, shaking the toy around to get the noodles distributed as evenly as he can. He seems pretty excited about this. 

Chan shakes his head and takes a bottle of water from the fridge, hovering a few feet away like he isn’t quite sure how to leave. "Well, you go do that.” He makes a step toward the hallway. “I'm gonna be–" he pauses, trying his absolute best to not imagine Jisung's cock squelching as he fucks into this abomination, "uh, somewhere else, doing something totally normal."

“Your loss!” Jisung’s shouts, watching as Chan hurridly slips into his bedroom and closes the door. 

It’s somehow a whole lot goopier than he thought it would be. And he definitely should have let it cool down a little more first before sticking his dick inside, but well. He was too impatient, okay? 

The first few thrusts feel very much like– well, like he’s fucking mac and cheese, honestly. Which he quickly finds to not be such a bad thing. The thick sauce coats his cock immediately and makes the slide pretty pleasant, and the noodles make way for his cockhead easily, opening up and closing back around him with each thrust. 

It’s interesting, really, how good it actually feels. He looks down and watches his length slide in and out of the toy, fascinated by how quickly he thinks he can come from this. Biting his lip, he fucks the toy down his length faster, a little deeper until the noodles are spilling out and making his balls messy. The sound of it is obscene– truly, as they say, like the wettest pussy he can imagine. 

He closes his eyes for a moment, tilting his head back to moan. As much as he enjoys solo play, he can’t help but imagine a certain pair of plush lips wrapped around him instead. Having his hand in a head of curly hair, a tongue there to lick every drop of sauce off his cock, shiny brown eyes looking up at him as he fucks their face and cums thick stripes over their wide nose and dimples. 

Jisung braces himself against the sink, furiously moving the toy up and down until his legs start shaking. Macaroni noodles fall out around him onto the floor, but he couldn’t care less, fucking deep into the mess and coming with the smell of cheese in his nose and his hyung’s name on his lips.

When Jisung walks out of his room later to dump the destroyed mac and cheese out of his fleshlight and into the garbage disposal, he finds Chan back in the kitchen. Sitting at the counter, eating a bowl of cereal. His ears are blood red. 

There’s no way he didn’t hear. 

Smirking, and naked except for his underwear, Jisung leans against the sink and makes eye contact with him. 

Chan looks away quickly and clears his throat, probably half because he’s embarrassed and half because he doesn’t want to choke on his raisin bran. “So, um. How was it?” 

Jisung laughs quietly, stepping right up next to him and stretching both arms above his head. Without looking, he knows Chan glances at his stomach, at his little waist. 

Bending down, mouth next to Chan’s ear, he chuckles, much lower than it had been earlier. “You should have came and watched, hyung. If you were that curious.”

[humorisstoredinthetits]

The Heathers + Veronica go to the Arcade

They're gaymers, get it, gay-mers

Being a small town, there isn't really that much to do in Sherwood

Besides the mall and the movie theater, the main place that people go for recreational activities is the local arcade

Yes, there somehow is still a honest-to-god arcade operating in the year 20XX

And being the incredibly irresponsible and immature people that they are, the Heathers and Veronica spend a lot of time there

It's not the biggest or best arcade out there, but it's what they have

When they arrive they head straight for the prize counter

It's the same junk you would expect at any arcade, you got your plushes, candy, Nerf guns, animal toys, etc.

They each figure out what they are aiming for and head to the token machine

Chandler used to say that they shouldn't spend that much and that they can just buy what they want on Amazon right before her gfs got 500 bucks worth of tokens each

Now she just internally sighs before also getting an absurd amount of tokens

They get so many that they bring one of those giant plastic tubs to carry all of them

They get so many, in fact, that the arcade simply does not have enough tokens to give all of them at once, and once they are done with the first batch the employees have to go and get the tokens from the machines to give back to them

They'll give out some of their tokens to the kids who are there, they really don't need all of them

Same thing with prizes, if they see that some kid is upset because they didn't get enough tickets to get what they wanted, they'll get it for them

They each have a particular style of game they gravitate towards

Veronica goes to the coin pushers

The arcade has a Spongebob, Willy Wonka and Marvel machine

She tends to go to the Willy Wonka one because even though each card individually is worth less, the complete set is worth more compared to the other two

She'll just stand in place for hours, hitting the button over and over again

She enters an almost catatonic state, hypnotized by the coins

One time Chandler came by just to check in on her and see how she was feeling, and when she tapped her on the shoulder she jumped and almost punched her

She plays it over and over and doesn't stop to play something else bc then someone might jump on and win all the cards she pushed forward

Onetime she won all of the cards out of it and when she tried to ask the employee to put more in they told her that she won all of them and that they didn't have any more to put in the machine

Then she moved on to the other two and cleaned them out as well

Duke plays games of chance

Stuff like Big Bass or that Pirate Spin Wheel one, she lives for the thrill of landing on that Big Bass Bonus

She plays them so much that she knows when the machines are about to pay out and so she'll wait, watching all of them, until she sees the signs of a pay out and rush over and get it

While she waits she'll go over to the classic cabinents, stuff like Pac-man or Galaga

Her and Chandler have a 'friendly' competition going and by friendly I mean downright vicious

If she sees that Chandler has beaten one of her high scores she will abandon all ticket-making endeavors to secure her rightful place as Queen of the Arcade

Her name on the machines is HDK and Chandler's is HCN

Speaking of Chandler, she focuses on games of skill

Stuff like Quik Drop, where you have to get all of the balls into moving cups, things where skill plays a major part in how many tickets you get

With these she can rack up a lot of tickets very quickly, her output far surpassing that of her gfs

Bc of that she feels like she can spend her time on games that don't give out tickets, like the classic arcade games

Mac isn't as ticket hungry as the others, she knows that they'll have more than enough for whatever they want to buy, so she does a little bit of everything

She is godly at Skee Ball, always landing in the 100 loop

She spends a lot of time at the claw machines, but she isn't very good at them so she usually ends up getting frustrated and walking away, before getting Chandler to come over and win whatever she was trying to get

DDR is probably her favorite, and she always drags her gfs to play with her

None of them can stand up to her might, and they usually step down breathing heavy and covered in sweat

She also holds the highest score on Pac-man, a record which Chandler and Duke have tried to beat for years but never have been able to

They usually stop around lunch time and order some food

They get two large pizzas, one for Veronica, the other for Mac and Duke to split

Chandler gets a salad bc she thinks their pizza is too greasy

Once they've spent all their tokens they put all of their tickets into the ticket eater, a process which takes close to 45 minutes to complete, and they go help the poor employee at the counter count out all of Veronica's coin pusher sets

They get an average of 200,000 tickets

They split the amount up 4 ways and each get what they want

Duke usually goes for the big expensive prizes, for example one time she was able to get a PS5

If there aren't any bigger prizes, she'll get all the nerf guns and insist upon having a nerf war when they get home

Chandler shudders at the thought of picking up nerf darts in random areas for months

One time she decided to just see how many of the 10 ticket mini army men she could get, just for fun

She ended up leaving with 5,000 of them, and they now sit in a box somewhere in her closet, just waiting for the day Duke comes up with some scheme

Mac likes going for the big stuffed animals

She has a whole collection, her room is just covered in them

Chandler tells her that she has enough and Mac says 'preposterous, you can never have too many'

She also gets the tiny animal toys

Veronica, like Duke, goes for the bigger prizes, but if they have any pokemon cards she'll get those, open them, and regret getting them because she pulled nothing

Chandler usually gives her tickets to her gfs because theres nothing she's interested in, but she occasionally gets something

One time she found this Mickey Mouse toaster that burned his face into the bread, which she thought was just fucking hilarious for some reason

She got it, expecting it to last a few weeks at most

It ended up lasting them 3 years, and they all got kinda upset when it finally stopped working

Before they leave they head into the photo booth

Chandler insists on having one normal picture and they can have two silly ones, but her gfs don't listen and always do something silly

She keeps each and every one of the photo slips

She pins them to a board in her room, and whenever she gets stressed out or angry or upset with her gfs, she goes to the board and looks at the photos and just thinks about how much she loves them, even if they can be infuriating and immature at times

[return-to-twisted-wonderland]

🔆anon

Where would they go in an arcade (Idk I just thought of this randomly):

Dusk - Immediately goes to the shooters or super monkeyball arcade machines (super mokey ball is now his favorite game along side Sonic, plus he likes the spiny orb on the arcade machine). He might do composition games, but he is likely to become a sore loser especially in like air hockey, so it’s just best not to challenge him. (Plus those things don’t give out a lot of tickets…)

Domino - I think he would have a strategy similar to me and use the token pushers. He might also need breaks here and there from the noise and lights, but he probably won’t move from machine to machine much. Willy Wonka, SpongeBob, Angry Birds, and Pearl Fisher are probably the ones he’d gravitate too, especially the twst two since you can plan out times to drop the token. (I am literally just giving him my strategy. These things give surprising amounts of tickets if you’re smart about which one you pick.)

1!Canis - He’d probably gravitate to the loudest and brightest ones there. He wouldn’t completely ignore tickets, but he wants a lot to catch his attention. Though he’d be fine to just play with friends if they had anything cool. Though he will win with a big lead and if he doesn’t it’s a rematch. (He got Vargas’s competitive spirit.)

2!Canis - Oh no… A hyper 3 year old in an arcade spells disaster. Vargas would likely be there to direct him though. He probably just ends up playing games with his Papi because of that. He’s happy to be here though.

Kit - She seeks out the competition games. Be it those zombie shooters or air hockey. She doesn’t care about tickets as long as she is beating you. She cares about bragging rights. She might also go for claw machines, but specifically target the ones with a high payout chance. She might go for some impressive looking skill games if no one will play with her, like Pop the Lock.

Toryn - He’s honestly probably just getting dragged around… He doesn’t mind playing whatever someone else wants him to, but if he got to pick, he might play the old school games, like the original Mario or QBert. He might also go for token pushers, but mainly because those are calmer. He might also be one in need of a break from the lights and sounds.

Dekker - Dekker might need a second to adjust, he’s never been in, seen, or heard of an arcade, but he’s good after a bit. He’s dealt with the unpredictably and loudness of a forest, he can adjust. He will probably try to interact with others, seeing if he can spread his network, until someone (Azul, one of the Tweels, Trey, or Cater) drags him away. He’ll probably do research into things with good payouts and target those specifically, spending most of his time there. He might go for a claw machine once or twice if it shows signs of paying out soon, especially if it’s a big prize he can brag about in front of Azul.

Ruse - Another oh no… Ruse would get overwhelmed pretty quickly. He might just need to stay on the outer edge tbh. He’s never been in, seen, or heard of an arcade, like Dekker, but he also is extremely used to quiet and darkness. He will likely find most of the games weird. He’s already bad with tech, don’t make him do this. He needs a few days to recoup too.

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And after:

Dusk - He’s got a surprising chunk of tickets. Not anything grand, but good enough to get one of those cheap toys on the wall. He gets one of those and a bunch of candy.

Domino - He’s got enough for a decent toy on the wall, above the cheap things. He probably gets a stuffed animal, and maybe a few figures or candy if he has anything left over.

1!Canis - He might be just under stuff for the cheap toys. He might save and come back again or just get the best thing he can. Plus some of those 1 ticket toys or candy.

2!Canis - He doesn’t have a lot. He’s stuck with the small things in the glass case. He just picks random things he thinks looks cool plus candy. He has to promise Vargas not to be reckless or eat too much candy though.

Kit - It would depend on her day for how much she got. Anywhere between Domino’s level or 1!Canis’s level. She’d probably save and come back again or get something she really wants if it’s there. If she had to pick, it would be the thing she likes best out of the best quality items.

Toryn - Another depends on the day, I can see him having anywhere from 2!Canis’s level to Dusk’s level. He’d probably just get things he thinks are cool or even some things he thinks others might like. (Get stuff for yourself, Toryn!)

Dekker - Honestly probably has a lot, Domino’s level or higher. He’d probably save if he can’t get anything on the level of the game consoles or tvs. If he had to pick, he’d probably get a stuffed animal for a gift to Cater or Azul, or something he likes for himself.

Ruse - Honestly, probably on the level of 2!Canis. He’d just get something small he found cool, especially if it was bug related. Anything extra would go to whoever he went with, he couldn’t care less.

Arcades~

They've gotten a little too loud for me, but I miss them.

[musekicker]

Just a fun little drabble with Johnny, Nooshy, and Mason interacting.

The arcade was located on a busy street next to a cupcake bakery on one side and a toy store on the other. A honestly great set up for any kid or those who just enjoyed fun things in life. Though animals of all ages went to the arcade too of course.

Yes, it had seen better days and was not as big as it used to be. But it was still there. Hopefully that would be the case for more time to come.

But that wasn't what the trio who approached the place were thinking now. Johnny was the one who brought Mason and Nooshy to the place. He looked at the sign. It's various colors of red, blue, green, yellow, and orange, all those colors in giant dots and the letters of the arcade name in red and yellow, were muted by age. But even so, it still brought back fond memories for Johnny. It still made him smile at the sight of it.

"I liked to come here and waste time on the skee ball machine." Johnny said. "Just hadn't had a lot of time to get back here since joining the theater. So it's nice to get to visit."

Nooshy went ahead of Johnny and Mason, having already spotted some games from interest through the windows.

"I'm interested to see what games this place has." Nooshy said.

"Me too." Mason said. "There wasn't even a arcade in the town I grew up in."

"Then this will be a fun experience for you I hope." Johnny said.

The inside of the arcade looked a bit more kept up then the sign outside the arcade suggested. Walls were more newly painted, white with red lines and with images of items that one would find in a arcade. Game tokens, tickets. These items had fun little expressions painted on them. 

Currently there were a couple of families and a small group of teenagers sharing the arcade with them. There was a air of ease and fun that was soothing.

Another look around the arcade showed more games that were on the newer side of things. Some of them were shooter type games, a few coin pushers, and various others. So many possibilities of games they could play. Instead of rushing right to a game on first sight, Mason and Nooshy were walking around the arcade to take in the various games and decide which they would like to place first. 

Mason was looking at a target shooting game, the carnival style targets on a video screen. Something about the fun music and the bright colors from the game was drawing him in. 

On Johnny's side of things, he was trying to avoid going right to the skee ball machine. As much as he loved that game he did want to see what new games had been installed since his last time here.

Nooshy was still roaming the arcade, looking for that just right game to start with. Then Nooshy suddenly stopped, and took a few steps back. Looking right down the aisle of games she nearly passed confirmed what she thought she had saw. She then gasped and jumped on her heels in place.

"Look, look ,look!" Nooshy cried.

Mason and Johnny heard her call out and wandered over towards her. Then she grabbed the arm of the nearest friend, that happened to be Mason. Nooshy pulled Mason down the aisle to the game that had caught her eye.

The game was not like the arcade cabinet games. It did have a screen element to it. But the main component to this game seemed to be the two pads on the floor in front of the screen. Mason could see blue and yellow arrows in various directions on the pads.

"They have a Step Step! Dance Dance! machine here." Nooshy said.

Mason was looking at the machine like it was something that completely perplexed him.

"I have not seen this game before." Mason said.

Johnny by now caught up to Nooshy and Maosn. He glanced at the machine.

"I've seen it, but I've never tried it." Johnny said.

Nooshy gasped as if the two had just admitted that they had stolen from orphans.

"That's it. I must show you both the wonders of Step Step! Dance Dance!" Nooshy said.

She ran up to the machine then turned to face Mason and Johnny once more.

"Who wants to play against me first?' Nooshy asked.

Mason hesitated in answering, looking unsure. Johnny picked up on that.

"I'll go first if you don't mind, Mason." Johnny said.

Mason nodded.

"I don't mind at all. I can watch you both and understand how this game works better." Mason said.

With that decided, Johnny took his place on his dance pad. Nooshy was already on hers and was choosing the two player option. Nooshy was also the one who chose the level and the song. She had chose the beginner setting even though clearly she was much more well versed with the game and though Johnny also was a great dancer too at this point. 

Sometimes real life skill didn't translate immediately to a game. And a game had it's own rules to learn before being able to really excel at it. So beginner it was.

The game begin, with a cute voice from the game telling them to "Dance!". 

Images on the screen were many and bright, a back ground of cute characters behind the arrows coming down the screen that had to be matched on the dance pad. It could get over whelming very quick to some people. And Johnny was a little apprehensive at first. But once Johnny had a better idea of where the arrows were placed and the beat of the music, he was starting to catch up a bit to Nooshy's score. Though by the end of the song he did not quite gotten to the point where he could beat her.

"I want to try that again." Johnny said. "If that's okay

"You can take another turn." Mason said. "I'm honestly still getting the rules of this game down."

"Okay then, round two it looks like." Nooshy said.

And round two was on. This time Johnny was doing good right out of the gate, keeping up with Nooshy and time to time his score going over hers. But each time that happened it did not last long. And in the end Nooshy won once more.

"My reign stills stands!" Nooshy cried.

"Yes it does." Johnny said with a small laugh. "I have to admit it, you are the queen of this game." 

Mason, still leaning against one of the arcade cabinets spoke up once Nooshy was done celebrating. 

"I think I'm getting a better idea of how this game works now." Mason said.

"Great! Let's do this then." Nooshy said.

Mason stepped towards the game, looking ninety percent sure of himself with a ten percent allowance for performance anxiety that he so rarely got considering his job. But it did happen a bit time to time. Even then, Mason took his spot before the machine and readied himself for the surge of music and the images of arrows that were soon to appear on the screen.

Nooshy chose the game difficulty as easy again, and the same level as she had played with Johnny. And then the game was started. Because he had been watching long enough he did have a small idea of what to do. Though watching and doing were two different things.

As his rhythm got better and he started to get more arrows. Mason started smiling more and looked less like he was just trying to keep up.

"Now you're getting it!" Nooshy cried.

"I'm going to beat both your scores." Mason said.

A playful, empty boast. Mason knew that as did the other two. He was just laughing along with Nooshy and Johnny.

The results by the end of the song were the same as both rounds with Johnny.

"Dang! You win again." Mason said, admitting defeat.

Nooshy whooped, startling some other the other animals in the arcade.

"Undefeated!" she cried.

"I didn't even beat Johnny's high score I think." Mason said.

"You got close though." Johnny noted.

"I will consider that a win." Mason said.

Now that the game was done with and Nooshy had a moment, she was now understanding that she was getting a bit tired. 

"I think I need a short rest." Nooshy said.

"Well yeah, you danced three rounds in a row." Mason said.

"No regrets." Nooshy said. "But I am going to hit the snack bar for a drink." 

"After that, who wants to go up against the skee ball champ?" Johnny asked.

"Oh, so you're the champ when it comes to skee ball now?" Nooshy asked with a grin.

Johnny crossed his arms, still grinning.

"There isn't a high score screen for it. You can't prove that I'm not." Johnny said.

Mason grinned back and also crossed his arms, matching Johnny's body language.

"True. But one of use could dethrone you either way." Mason said.

"Only one way to find out." Johnny said.

[danishdeity]

You know I saw a claw machine for sale and was reminded of a dream I had where I tried to buy a toy claw machine but couldn't, and suddenly I'm down an Internet rabbit hole, three hours into scrolling and searching, 20 tabs open, and now completely sure I need my own private arcade room with a real size claw machine, a coin pusher, a pinball machine, any odd arcade games I can find, a big coin operated gum ball thing and a coke branded fridge for beverages. Also air hockey

[writing-for-life]

Okay, it seems (!) we have a winner:

Muhulhu

The portmanteau of Murphy and Cthulhu (who serves as a stand-in for some Old God).

People liked it, they started using it, it even showed up in the autocorrect of several phones, which was taken as a sign.

It is also a nice reminder of how it all started (I will always, always tag “Murphy and his Cool Hat” for that reason alone):

Having said this, other names were in the running/favourites, especially Drat! (Dream/Hat) and EndlessHat (no explanation necessary, and the potential for mispronunciation was an obvious winner)

@tickldpnk8 ‘s excellent addition HelmLord (he does dance, just not as you think) came out strong towards the end. Despite @ginoeh ‘s warning that it might remind too much of Dark Helmet/Lord Helmchen in Space Balls, therein lies the potential… appeal? Plus, how can you not think of Murphy streaking bare-arsed through dreams and stuffing his face when you hear “Colonel Sandurz”?

And since Dream accumulates names to himself like others make friends anyway, I propose the following:

Muhulhu is the official (not to be a pencil pusher or anything) ship name, to be used first and foremost. It’s short, it’s sweet (?), and it’s unique.

Drat! A HelmLord Story can be used additionally for fics.

Drat! The EndlessHat for everything else (art, gifs, what have you)

Not a must though, just extra fun. If you use Muhulhu, we will find you.

Which brings me to the most important point:

What counts as Muhulhu?

In a nutshell: The relationship between Murphy and his Hat needs to be central (for ideas, please peruse this post again, but be warned).

They are the (crack) ship. A rare pair. The Helm is not an accessory. It’s Morpheus x Helm. So if Morpheus and the Helm are the featured relationship, that’s pure Muhulhu.

Muhulhu can be Gen, the kinkiest E or the most abject monsterfucking as long as it’s Morpheus x Helm (I guess both Morpheus/Helm and Morpheus & Helm are possible).

If other ships enter the scene (and we warmly welcome them into our cultish midst), here are some examples:

Corintheus with some helm fucking thrown in, but it only serves the Corinthian/Morpheus relationship and the helm is a mere sex toy of sorts: Great, but not Muhulhu.

ConstantDream that centres Murphy’s weird relationship with the Helm (with or without Helm-sentience, with or without Helm-fucking, no matter if as a couple or throuple), and Johanna tries an exorcism (it’s likely it fails because… the Helm!): Defintely Muhulhu.

What say ye? Any vetos?

Tagging the remaining depravados who cast a vote and/or helped with the difficult task of giving this the gravitas it deserves @marlowe-zara @throwingbread @so-i-grudgingly-joined-this-site @windsweptinred @tryan-a-bex @zzoomacroom @4typercent

The Murphy & His Cool Hat Crack Ship Name Game!

Right, I know I’ll regret this (who am I kidding, but @tickldpnk8 tempted me to write down all the terrible, terrible Murphy and His Cool Hat/Dream x Helm crack ship names I already turned over in my head. But then again, I think she totally banked on the fact I’d do that.

Explanatory note: These are combinations of Dream, Morpheus, Murphy, Endless X Helm(et), Hat, Cool Hat, Cthulhu (because there was some sort of agreement the thing was possessed by Cthulhu or some other Lovecraftian creature). They’re all really terrible (some more inspired than others)—befitting of a crack ship:

Dream:

DroolHat (terrible name, true tho)

DrCoolHat (I don’t even know where to start…)

Drat (Dr. Seuss would love that one I guess)

HelDream (too close to other pairings IMHO)

Morpheus:

Morphelm

Morphelmet

Morpheat (I mean, despite pronunciation-issues, I don’t even know if the associations I’m getting here are temperature- or oral-fixation related—both fine I guess?)

Cthulheus

(W)Horpheus (works with or without the W 🤣)

Helmetheus (has a certain promethean ring to it)

Murphy (they’re all meh):

Murphat

Muhulhu

Harphy/Hurphy (gives me nightmares and indigestion somehow)

Murp(h)elmet

Helmurphy

Endless:

EndHelm

HelmEnd (almost like Bellend 🛎️, very fitting)

Endlet (awww!)

EndHat

HatEnd

EndlessHat (pronunciation is key here)

Endlesshulhu (sounds like bad reality TV)

If all the instigators and (early) adopters want to add their own, we can narrow it down and do a poll 🤣

@marlowe-zara @so-i-grudgingly-joined-this-site @roguelov @ginoeh @throwingbread (sorry if I added the wrong people and forgot the right ones, I honestly lost track at some point. Just chime in if you hear the call—the more, the merrier).

[wildestheart4ever]

Her new ladyship arrives tomorrow!!

I feel like I should go buy more cat toys for on the off chance my sister’s friend forgets to bring the ones Maeve had been playing with.

[doobnnoob-tf2]

What would the mercs do if they were at an arcade? (Pinball, airhockey, arcade cabinets, etc..)

this is more in a modernized arcade setting, because I think it’d just be fun  c:

Scout: he bounces back and forth between DDR and pinball, depending on what kind of stimulation he needs in that moment.  either needing to be moving around and dancing or loud noise, flashing lights, everything’s moving.  either way, he’s in his element and is having the best time

Soldier: he doesn’t know where to go first!  he starts off at the shooters, but deems them too unrealistic.  he then goes to the racing games and they’re not chaotic enough.  eventually he makes his way over to the air hockey table and challenges a kid to it.  they assume the helmet over his eyes will make this easy but by the end of the night, there’s kids lined up trying to beat him like he’s some sort of air hockey final boss.  no one succeeds

Pyro: they’re playing the claw machine games.  by the end of the night, they’ll have collected an obscene amount of toys and plushies and trinkets.  some of it are for the others on the team and are swiftly delivered to them as soon as they’re won.  one cabinet is completely cleared out by the time they all leave

Demoman: he walks over to the prize counter, sees what the biggest prize is, and then immediately goes to start earning tickets.  he doesn’t care if it’s something he wants or not, he’ll give it away to one of his teammates or some kid after.  he’s a man on a mission and that mission is to win the biggest prize they offer

Heavy: he goes to that game where you test your strength by hitting the punch ball, accidentally breaks it, and sits down once he realizes no one saw.  he’s too embarrassed to play another game after that

Engineer: no one knows how it happens.. but he winds up in the back storage area, fixing up some of the broken machines.  everyone’s excited when they’re rolled out onto the floor and hooked up, ready to go

Medic: he discovers those coin pusher games with the cards you can collect and he refuses to leave until he’s collected them all from every machine there.  he doesn’t even realize that you can turn them in for a grand prize, he just wants the cards for himself.  he hands out the extras to people who pass by, huffing because that’s not the one he needs

Sniper: he walks directly to one of the massive shooter games.  there’s a crowd of teenagers just staring in awe at his ability to clear the whole game without dying and then just grab his cup of tokens and move on to the next one to do the same

Spy: he says he wasn’t going to touch anything but he winds up finding one of the Cyclone games.  he tested it once and walked off, but as he wandered, he kept going back to “test” it again and again until finally he’s standing there, intently staring down at it and trying to figure out the trick.  he does eventually, and just carries his massive bundle of tickets over to Scout and tells him to go pick something out at the prize booth

[invaderzia1]

Hello, hope you are well :D

Thoughts on C, O, T, and V (Cum, Oral, Toys, and Volume) for Dabi, Shigaraki, and Hawks?

Thank you and have a lovely day!

c - cum

battery acid, like actually terrible. this boy drinks energy drinks and eats Doritos, please for the love of gods get this dude a dietician. too bad he loves to cum in your mouth, as well as inside you cunt, on your cunt, on your tits, on your face, basically every where.

o - oral

loves all of it, loves the effect he has on you when he eats you out. no he isn’t the best, but he’s so enthusiastic. equally as much he loves blow jobs, but good luck cuz he likes to see you struggle. also he is a head pusher, like he does not care will do it.

t - toys

yea, all of them. wants to test all your limits and wants to test his limits, he barely has any boundaries. doesn’t care if it’s a fucking machine or just some handcuffs he’s into them. hot take but he would buy bad dragon and would make you use it.

v - volume

okay so he can be quiet, like if he is jerking off he’s so quiet, but something about your hands on him make him so whiny. makes the cutest sounds, whether he is moaning, whining, or groaning.

c - cum

very salty. like you’ll need to get used to it. cums a lot tho. loves to cum on your face or ass.

o - oral

would love oral, if he didn’t need to worry about his staples and scarring, has to be very careful when doing it so it only happens once and a while. but he does love when you suck him off, so sensitive on his balls.

t - toys

none for him, but loves to use a bullet vibrator on you, the ones with the remotes.

v - volume

holds back any noise, like barely makes any whines or anything. hates how he sounds and will just kind of make breathy grunts if anything.

c - cum

o - oral

t - toys

yes, loves dildos for you, especially the faux mold he made of his. and loves those like tengen eggs or fleshlights for him.

v - volume

tries very hard to just make some grunt noises, but occasionally when you tease him enough he’ll make the cutest whines. other than that he’s quite breathy.

[unohanadaydreams]

As the name suggests, I'm always thirsty for the Big Guy 😉 I wonder how Kenpachi would react if Ikkaku found a piece of your lingerie in the barracks, but no one knew about your relationship?

The idea of Kenpachi being viewed as sus for fucking a 4th member fuels me so ofc. This got out of hand but I fully blame the energy IkkaYumi brings to anything ever and not myself. Thank you for understanding.

Features: smut (18+) at the mid-point, IkkaYumi being real <3 for the majority of it, and sub!Kenpachi (☆ω☆), also idk maybe some minor angst but like made Seggsy.

Kenpachi Zaraki x f!reader (and IkkaYumi...mostly them tbh.)

Ikkaku slapped the door open with loudest ‘OI’ he could muster. The paper of the door ripped somewhere along the way as it slid open, the wooden frame wobbling as he stepped into the room.

Despite the noise, Yumichika’s hand stayed steadfast as he finished smudging eye shadow on his outer lid. Another ‘OI’ sounded, but no hand shook him or foot kicked at him while Yumichika held a brush to his eye.

Glacial, he finished blending the color until he was satisfied--rinsed the brush--set it to dry. Through the mirror in front of him, Yumichika looked to Ikkaku’s reflection only after admiring his own.

The lacy scrap of undies in Ikkaku’s hand lifted Yumichika’s brow.

“I thought you hated when I wore those,” he said with a sniff, turning to get a better look.

Ikkaku rubbed at his bald head, “yah think that because I do.”

Yumichika gestured for the undies and Ikkaku threw them. “And yet?”

“Yet, I found ‘em anyway!” Ikkaku fell into a wide squat, his hands fisting into the fabric of his uniform over his knees. “In the captain’s office.”

They stared at one another, both settling deeper into their feelings.

“Ikkaku, you must be joking,” Yumichika said, holding the undies against his arm. “This color makes me look positively jaundiced.”

“You think captain gives a shit about color theory?”

Yumichika threw the lacy bit of bullshit at Ikkaku’s face. Smiling when they landed on his dumb, shiny head. “He won’t even let me do his hair, Ikkaku. Your delusion is exhausting me.”

“Then--”

“Yes, Ikkaku. Then, they’re not mine. And they’re someone else’s.”

Ikkaku pulled the undies from his head, squinting at them. “Huh.”

Rising with a flourish, Yumichika let the sleeves of his robe billow behind him as he went for the cabinet to rummage for sake. Possibly a new boyfriend.

He came back after a few gulps, offering Ikkaku the bottle only after giving him a sound kick to the head that sent the man flopping to the side.

“Hey!” Ikkaku steadied himself with one hand and rubbed where he’d been kicked with the other...undies still in hand. “Ya can’t blame me. No one else around here would wear that shit.”

Yumichika gave a flat look. Took another gulp of sake. Sighed heavily as he sank to Ikkaku’s level.

“Which means they belong to someone who would,” Yumichika offered along with the sake. “Someone from a different division.”

“Must be serious,” Ikkaku said, sake dribbling down his chin. “Never found anything in his office...ever.”

Yumichika kissed at the trail of sake and took the bottle back once he’d settled into Ikkaku’s lap. “That means whoever it is will be back. And now we know what to look for.”

Ikkaku grunted, shoving his tongue in Yumichika’s mouth before the man in his lap could swallow his sake, not pulling away until he’d swiped as much alcohol with his tongue as he could.

“That shit ain’t good enough for you, anyway.”

“I know,” Yumichika said softly, tone at odds with him rising to stand, heading for the door.

“O--” A raised hand stalled Ikkaku from pointing to his tightened hamaka.

“Fix my door first, dumbass.”

@

Ikkaku lowered from his tip-toes, a man afflicted. “No way.”

“I told you,” Yumichika said in a hiss. “Not just from 4th division, but a pencil pusher.”

You looked like the kind who’d scramble to bring an 11th division soldier any impossible request they bullied you for. The quintessential mouse every self-respecting soldier was inclined to paw at.

“Don’t look so fucking smug, Yumi,” Ikkaku grumbled, peeling off the wall and pulling Yumichika back towards the training grounds by the back of the puffed-up peacock’s uniform, right at the lower back. Yumichika had just gotten his fifth pay-back punch in when they hit the gate that separated captain’s estate from training ground.

Theirs might have been the only captain so enamored with battle that he’d moved his quarters as close as the captain general would allow. If it weren’t for the bullshit ‘housing codes and regulations’, Ikkaku was sure the house would’ve been on top of the large rectangle of packed dirt that served as the largest training ground in the entire division. 

Once they’d hopped the low wall, more meant to keep Zaraki’s house away from the grounds than to keep his underlings on the grounds away from him, Yumichika fell on the nearest bench to fix his uniform.

“Well now what?” Ikkaku rubbed at his side, knowing he was going to need to stretch soon or the tight knot Yumichika had punched into his side or even a night drowned in sake wouldn’t numb it when he collapsed in his futon.

Yumichika didn’t look up from retying his stiff, decorative obi but his face softened, “Now that we’ve been successfully nosy? I was thinking that new, chic sushi bar near the 1st. The one where all the wait-staff look just as yummy.”

“No I, mean--yeah, we’re definitely going,” Ikkaku said, his previous thought tripping over the vision of pretty smiles from androgynous beauties. “But, what do we do about the captain?”

“Well, I’m not going to say anything, but I also have tact. And grace,” Yumichika shrugged, fluffing the bow of obi.

Ikkaku kicked dirt and tensed forward at the shoulders, like he planned to lunge and attack. “I ain’t no fucking snitch and you know it. Don’tcha?”

Sliding forward, Yumichika massaged at Ikkaku’s tense shoulders, rolling his eyes. “I wasn’t saying you would. Just that you’re tactless. And might on accident--which makes you an idiot, not a snitch.”

“Damn right,” Ikkaku grunted, anything but Yumichika’s agreement sliding off his bald head like water. “Wouldn’t snitch for anything. But what if someone else finds out? Like a captain or something. We can’t kill one of them and--”

“Oh, stop worrying about it,” Yumichika said, interrupting and pulling at Ikkaku’s arm--he was hungry, both for refined food and beauties. “No one who wants to live will chance Kenpachi asking for a fight. Or that Captain Unohana; she seems vicious in a way more of our men should be. Such grace.”

“Yeah, yeah, you’re right,” Ikkaku nodded, letting himself be dragged off for sushi, sake, and sublime wait-staff. Still, there was morale to think about. No hardened warrior of the rukongai wanted to hear their fearless leader had a weakness for...the weak.

There had to be something more to it but Ikkaku wasn’t going to dig more into his captain’s business. He was more than happy to put the shovel down and follow Yumichika, even as the truth sat uncomfortably at the base of his skull.

@

You were weak in all the ways shinigami measured such things--swordsmanship, spiritual pressure, and kido were subjects you studied more than you practiced, let alone pulled off. But you had enough power to pass school and be sorted into the 4th division ranks, where you excelled.

An aptitude for medical procedure, surgery, and technology was what garnered you not just safety, but respect among your peers.

As for the other divisions? Well, you had some friends in 12th who fully understood your position.

Kenpachi Zaraki? Certainly wasn’t someone who could relate to you.

But, that was fine.

You preferred your men muzzled, anyway.

“Too bad, Cap--tain,” you breathed, stretching his title with your tongue playfully. “I was hoping they’d find out everything.”

Pulling yourself up, one fist over the other, by the leather leash tied taunt around Kenpachi’s neck, you delighted in seeing the muscles there strain to accommodate your weight and the need for breath at the same time.

You pressed your lips against his ear after admiring the rough line of his mouth being forcibly split open by a ball gang, pretty, pink, and yours. “Can’t you go faster?”

His answering grunt was followed by his body pressing into yours quick enough turn your teasing into moans. That’s what you liked most about Kenpachi; he was always striving to be better and exceeding expectation.

it would be effortless for him to put his hands on you without permission or rip out the ball gag, but he didn’t. Even when you met in a grimy bar close to the 11th, too drunk to realize who’s thigh you were toying with, his attention to what you wanted was surprising.

You panted, toes curling as he hit that lovely spot only he ever had, “H-hands on hips.”

So eager, he kneaded from the tops of your thighs to your hips like dough, obviously glad to be rewarded. You were eager too--for the angle. Your hips tilted upward gave him more depth and your fingers tightened on his leash.

There was no need to command for more, because he was giving you his all. And he kept going until your scattered breathing paired with the tight heat he was pounding into you snapped all at once, so intense that your eyes watered.

While you basked in the trembling after shocks, catching your breath, Kenpachi went still.

Until you said, “Sit on floor.”

The bed creaked and rose as he left it, leaving you to collect yourself in peace. When you rose to sit, he was kneeling on the floor, his cock hard and bobbing above his thighs.

You walked to him slow, nails scratching through his rough, black hair as you circled behind him. “Such good work,” you praised, “Just like always.”

Trailing down to the buckle, your fingers made quick of his ball gag, parting it from his teeth gently, and tossing it on the bed.

“What do you want me to reward you with, Kenpachi?” You asked him, only once you’d come to face him, your hand urging his jaw up, his eyes on yours.

“To get off,” he said, shameless.

You hummed, “then do it.”

Frowning, Kenpachi leaned his face into your touch. “I want you to.....please.”

The word ‘please’ was said slow, his eyes leaving yours several times before he said it. You wondered how many people Kenpachi Zaraki had ever asked, for anything. Let alone, with manners.

You kissed his nose, finding the almost demure behavior cute, “Then I will. Lay down.”

He did, his arms behind his head, like he napping under a tree instead of waiting for your hands to give his weeping cock relief.

You took your time, teasing him with sensation by spitting into your hand and giving him light rubs, again and again until his hips lifted off the ground.

The lacy bit of pink undies that stretched tight over his thighs, were yours too. And you peeled them off, throwing them toward the ball gag as his breathing grew heavy in the air.

Perhaps you deserved less teasing, but you couldn’t resist dragging out the fun a touch more, one hand fondling his tightening balls while the other scratched lightly at his inner thighs.

His breathing was catching on groans and audible ‘ah’s that had you biting your lip. Thigh’s clenching, you finally began circling the tip of his cock. Soon, you were giving him his first pump, slick hand trailing his length from tip to base in smooth, steady motions.

Straddling his thighs, you took advantage of the position and put both your hands to work, gripping him harder but keeping the same pace.

“Look how hard you are,” you cooed, hands pausing as your thumb circled the slit topping the bulbous head of his cock. “Do you want to cum for me?”

His, “yes,” was immediately pushed from his heaving chest. You hummed, so tempted to climb on top of him fully. But, that would be a kind of weakness you didn’t allow yourself.

Kenpachi’s lone eye struggled to stay open as you lowered your lips to kiss the tip of him. You rose back up and licked them as he watched, his pre-cum salty as it settled on your tongue.

You couldn’t call him unraveling under your firm, fast touch seeing him at his weakest. But, you were certain it was a kind of vulnerable he seldom experienced. Even his arms had come from behind his head, his fingers flexing around air while he struggled to keep them away from you. His hips began bucking with such strength that you were forced to tighten your thighs around his to keep your place.

Desperate, is what he was. For you to give him what he worked for.

And, you did.

His cock pulsed as you wrung his orgasm out, thick ropes of cum falling over his sweaty stomach and dripping down your hands. His moan was loud, deep, and reverberated through out the room like a cry of victory.

You kept stroking him until he was completely spent, until he made a sound almost like a whine.

“I need--”

He sat up, setting you on the floor before padding to the bathroom, and coming back with a damp cloth. “Here.”

“Thank you,” you said, keeping your eyes on your hands as you willed yourself to calm down. His orgasm had made you want him again, badly. But you had things to do. He had things to do.

What you had with Kenpachi was strange and tenuous. And your smug confidence drained a bit as you cleaned yourself and him, until you were almost unsure.

What now? You’d never even seen his house before this. Always in more public places, where you parted almost immediately after playing with him.

“You want these back,” he asked, lifting the ball gag and undies in one hand while pulling back the blankets on the bed with the other. The leash was already on the bedside table, his neck angrily red still.

If you took them, you wondered if it was all over. “No, you should. They’re easy enough to clean.”

“...You sure?”

You nodded, not so attached to a couple cheap props that you’d be wounded if something happened to them. “They’re all yours.”

Shrugging after a moment of silence, he gestured with his head to the bed, “unless you wanna take a shower first.”

“I’m fine for now,” you responded, climbing under the blanket, more confused than obedient. “Are you tired?”

“Enough to sleep.”

The bed dipped from his bulk, forcing you closer. He tossed an arm around you, so you could get comfortable against his side. You lay your head on his chest, eyes still open, listening to him breathe.

At first, you’d thought maybe it was all a joke. That Kenpachi Zaraki was trying to trap you into....something, like those men who feigned nice before using all their muscle to force you to bend as they wanted. To teach you a lesson for trying to dominate him.

You didn’t delude yourself into thinking you had real, tangible power of him or any man you’d toyed with, after all. Just something momentary, like a brief understanding.

But you felt less cautious as your eyes drooped shut and your thoughts circled around his intentions. He always approached you and asked, vague and gruff, ‘here good?’ And you’d find a closet or office or twisty alley that would do.

This time, you asked him. And he took you to his bedroom, compliant as ever, waiting for you to sprinkle nice words in his ear, for you to give him pleasure for being his best.

Drifting off to the rise and fall of his chest, you wondered if things like that meant so much to him.

[lovemesomesurveys]

So the 90's were a crazy time for us growing up! Lets start with Music.. Were You A Fan Of? The Backstreet Boys The Spice Girls STEPS No Doubt N*Sync Oasis Weezer The Vengaboys TLC Destiny's Child Hanson FIVE Madonna B*Witched S Club 7 M2M 98 Degrees Ricky Martin Sonique Sugar Ray Billie Piper Vitamin C Play

What about 90's Movies.. Were you a Fan of...

Clueless Jurassic Park Pulp Fiction Titanic Home Alone The Lion King Pretty Woman 10 Things I Hate About You Empire Records Space Jam Dumb and Dumber Aladdin Wayne's World Ace Ventura American Pie Hocus Pocus Matilda She's All That Bring It On The Craft Cruel Intentions Never Been Kissed Jawbreaker Spice World Can'y Hardly Wait I Know What You Did Last Summer Romy and Michele's High School Reunion Drive Me Crazy

90's TOYS, Did you have or want these?

YoYo Play-Doh Super Soaker Betty Spaghetty Gameboy Colour Tamogotchi Bop It Furby Moon Shoes Hit Clips Mouse Trap Koosh Balls Sky Dancers Slammer Whammers Spice Girls Dolls Slime Etch a Sketch Easy Bake Oven Pokemon Trading Card Game Littlest Pet Shop Street Sharks Mighty Max Sylvian Families Beanie Babies Silly Putty Brain Warp Atari Jaguar Groovy Girls Nintendo 64 Magic Mitt Slinkies Polly Pocket Poo-Chi Rainbow Brite GakSplat Doodle Bear Skip It Trolls

How About 90's Fashion.. What did you think of...

Crop Tops I was just a kid in the 90s, that wasn’t my style. I also remember thinking I didn’t want to show my stomach. Studded Belts I had one in the 2000s. Scrunchies Loved ‘em. Still do. Butterfly Clips Loved those as well and still do. Chokers I don’t like things around my neck like that. Plaid, Pleated Mini Skirts Not my style, personally, but I liked some of the looks. Slip Dresses I didn’t wear stuff like that. Long, Leather Jacket Blazers Didn’t wear ‘em, but they’re cool. You look badass in a leather jacket haha. Chain Belts Not my thing. Boob Tubes Is that the same as a tube top? Not a fan. Hip Hugger Jeans Again, I didn’t wear that stuff as a kid but that was the popular style and I probably liked it when seeing celebrities wear them and whatnot. Camo Pants Nah. Mood Rings Those were cool. Scarf Tops Definitely not my style. Bandanas I didn’t wear them. Crushed Velvet Nah. Platform Sneakers I thought they were kinda cool. Spaghetti Straps Cute. Corsets Not my thing. Pedal Pushers I wore ‘em. Were you a fan of these 90's Television Shows Spongebob Square Pants Animaniacs Dexters Laboratory Hey Arnold Power Puff Girls Barbie Rocko's Modern Life Batman Ren and Stimpy Ed, Edd and Eddy Johnny Bravo Sesame Street Arthur Ducktales Doug Catdog Angry Beavers As Told By Ginger Tiny Toon Adventures Looney Tunes Aaahhh! Real Monsters Talespin Daria Beavis and Butthead The Wild Thornberrys King Of The Hill Futurama Digimon Pokemon Captain Planet The Simpsons Cow and Chicken Blinky Bill Rugrats Sylvester and Tweety Sonic The Hedgehog Dragontales Clifford The Dog Random 90's things. Thoughts on... Checkered Kitchenware Nostalgic Every restaurant had that it seemed. Cartoon Character Coffee Mugs and Cookie Jars Cute, I like stuff like that. Celestial Prints around the house Nah. Lava Lamps I had one; I thought they were cool. Candle Holders I don’t really have any thoughts on that. Coca Cola Tins Or that. Blonde Wood Furniture I don’t know what that is. Tape Decks Discmans to play music It was the cool thing at the time. Oversized Headphones They hurt my ears. Cd's (Singles) I loved CDs back in the day. Pastel coloured plates Cute. A fancy dish for the butter Nice. A Miracle Mop Elizabeth Taylors 'White Diamonds' in your mothers room I don’t think she wore that. Picture frames that were also photo albums Cool. a fancy decorative plate that sat in the kitchen and no one was to use it We didn’t have one. topiaries It’s pretty cool what you can make out of shrubs and trees. a basket for the mail Useful? crazy patterned bed sheets Fun. an ab isolater your parents kept in a spare room or the shed Didn’t have one. McDonalds collector cups and disney figurines Loved those. We still have a lot of ours. slime time on nickelodeon I always wanted to get slimed as a kid. MTV actually had music The good ol’ days. I loved watching TRL.

video hits on television Good times. bath oil beads Didn’t use ‘em. overalls and doc martens I liked overalls. super mario Loved Super Mario. Still do. bubble beeper I didn’t have one. nokia brick mobile phones Didn’t have one either. Man, we’ve come a long way with cellphones. pogos bangles I liked those. mary kate and ashley olsen I was a huge fan, I watched all their stuff and had all their movies on VHS. glow worms hair crimper machine It was cool at the time. I styled my hair for picture day in elementary school one year. hair straighteners Liked those as well. clarissa explains it all I liked it. barbie happy meal toys Those were fun to get. I was obsessed with Barbies. gel and glitter pens Loved those. animal shaped erasers Those and scented ones were fun to have. echo microphones puppy surprise (the dog toys that had puppies in its belly) I had one, such a freaky thing. Goosebumps novels I was obsessed with Goosebumps. My Little Pony Wasn’t into that. 

Baby Born Dolls I don’t think I had one. Barbie Dolls ObSESSED. I had to have everything and would play for hours and hours everyday. Crayola Mini Stampers Cool. Snake on mobile Nokias I think I might have played before. Carebears Cute, I liked Carebears. Still do. I find myself relating to Grumpy Bear nowadays, ha.

[asd-n-me]

30 days of autism acceptance 2020

April 20: Discuss stimming. In what ways do you stim? What does stimming mean to you? What do individual stims that you do mean? Do you have any stim toys? What would you like people to know about stimming?

Happy stims:

·         Hand flapping

·         Chest slapping

·         Bouncing

·         Finger flicking

·         Feet kicking

·         Rubbing my face on soft things

·         Screeching

·         Arm waving

·         Twirling

·         Rocking

·         Leg slapping

·         Leg rubbing

·         The running man

·         Making noises with mouth

·         Listening to music

·         Making noises with objects, e.g. clanging whisk

·         Twirling objects

·         Running my fingers on textures e.g. ridged objects

Stressed/overwhelmed stims:

·         Rocking

·         Flapping

·         Jostling my arms

·         Wringing my wrists/fingers

·         Rubbing textures

·         Fiddling

·         Chest compression

·         Face in soft textures

·         Music

·         Knock on my face

·         Pet animals

·         Hand clenching

Angry/frustration stims:

·         Flapping

·         Slapping/hitting self (try for bedding or couch)

·         Body throwing (try for soft)

·         Kicking (try for air)

·         Stretching fast

·         Head banging (try for pillow)

·         Screaming

·         Rolling

·         Scratching the carpet really fast

·         Hitting things with other things is good try hitting the couch or bed with a pillow or cushion

·         Laying on stomach on ottoman and swinging or “rowing” limbs around

Attention/focus stims:

·         It’s more related to my co-morbid ADHD but…

·         Trichtilomania (not a good stim)

·         Bouncy leg

·         Rubbing

·         Touching everything

·         Music

·         Rolling

·         Noise making

·         Clucking

·         Clicking

·         Knee slapping

·         Finger flicking

·         Fidgeting

·         Chewing

Stimming is the way I process emotions and it’s very important for me to self regulate. 

Some of my distinct stims for each would be happy slapping bouncing and screeching, stress flapping and clenching, angry rolling and body throwing, and attention clicking and bouncing and chewing. 

I do have stim toys!!! I have infinity ring, chewy necklaces, stress balls, rubber strings, magnet balls, those marble pushers, and a bunch of others! 

To other people who see me or anyone else stimming: It’s not wierd. Stop staring. Stim on. 

[electricarmchair]

99 Songs I Listened To In 2018

1. The Lovin’ Spoonful – Summer in the City

2. Elliott Smith – Kiwi Maddog 50/50

3. Dick Dale – Misirlou

4. Cream – Tales Of Brave Ulysses

5. Ween – Buckingham Green

6. Mark Lanegan – The Winding Sheet

7. The Velvet Underground – I’ll Be Your Mirror

8. Gorillaz – Tranz

9. Queens Of The Stone Age – River In The Road

10. Kate Bush – Army Dreamers

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11. Tiny Tim – Livin’ In The Sunlight, Lovin’ In The Moonlight

12. Beck – Walls

13. Pixies – Gouge Away

14. The Zombies – Time Of The Season

15. The Beatles – A Taste Of A Honey

16. Focus – Hocus Pocus

17. Radiohead – 15 Steps

18. The Good, The Bad & The Queen – Green Fields

19. Johnny Cash – I’ve Been Everywhere

20. The Vaselines – Dying For It

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21. Raconteurs – Steady, As She Goes

22. John Frusciante, Josh Klinghoffer – The Afterglow

23. PJ Harvey ft. Thom Yorke – This Mess We’re In

24. Del Shannon – Runaway

25. The Doors – I Can’t See Your Face In My Mind

26. The Undertones – When Saturday Comes

27. Morphine – You Speak My Language

28. Stone Temple Pilots – Atlanta

29. Alt-J – Left Hand Free

30. Mono Puff – Guitar Was The Case

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31. My Morning Jacket – Touch Me I’m Going To Scream Pt.2

32. William Shatner – Common People

33. Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius Pip – Beat That My Heart Skipped

34. David Bowie – Come And Buy My Toys

35. Pink Floyd – Paintbox

36. Slipknot – Spit It Out

37. Kyuss – Thee Ol’ Boozeroony

38. The Psychedelic Furs – Sister Europe

39. Neil Young – Old Man

40. Donovan – Goldwatch Blues

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41. Barnes & Barnes – The Little Man

42. The B-52’s – Rock Lobster

43. DEVO – The Day My Baby Gave Me A Surprize

44. The Turtles – Happy Together

45. Mogwai – Mogwai Fear Satan

46. Froth – Lost My Mind

47. The Smiths – Bigmouth Strike Again

48. They Might Be Giants – Nightgown Of The Sullen Moon

49. Flower Travellin’ Band – Satori Part I

50. Misfits, Jimmy Destri – Great Balls Of Fire

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51. Napoleon XIV – They’re Coming To Take Me Away, Ha-Haaa!

52. Pete Townshend – I Put A Spell On You

53. Tom Waits – Clap Hands

54. Gerard McMann – Cry Little Sister

55. Arcade Fire – Joan Of Arc

56. Lou Reed – This Magic Moment

57. The Von Bondies – C’mon C’mon

58. Angel Olsen – Sweet Dreams

59. Buzzcocks – Ever Fallen In Love (With Someone You Shouldn’t’ve)

60. The Coral – Bill McCai

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61. Charlie Daniels – The Devil Went Down To Georgia

62. Shel Silverstein – The Unicorn

63. The 5.6.7.8’s – Woo Hoo

64. The Reverend Horton Heat – Pride Of San Jacinto

65. Syd Barrett – Effervescing Elephant

66. The Soggy Bottom Boys – I Am A Man Of Constant Sorrow

67. Meat Puppets – Split Myself In Two

68. Ten Years After – I’d Love To Change The World

69. The High Numbers – Zoot Suit

70. Daikaiju – The Trouble With Those Mothra Girls

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71. The Grande Bois – The Last Outpos

72. The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band – Shifting Sands

73. Steppenwolf – The Pusher

74. Love – Alone Again Or

75. Oysterhead – Little Faces

76. Edvard Grieg – In The Hall Of The Mountain King

77. Marilyn Manson – The Speed Of Pain

78. Oingo Boingo – The Imposter

79. Black Francis – Threshold Apprehension

80. Amanda Palmer – The Killing Type

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81. The Breeders – Cannonball

82. I Monster – The Blue Wrath

83. Van Der Graaf Generator – Killer

84. Screaming Trees – Make My Mind

85. Squeeze – Up The Junction

86. Einsturzende Neubauten – The Garden

87. Rupert Holmes – Escape (The Pina Colada Song)

88. Joanna Newsom - Sapokanikan

89. Elton John – I Need You To Turn To

90. Connan Mockasin – Egon Hosford

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91. Sex Bob-Omb – Threshold

92. The Coasters – Yakety Yak

93. Folk Implosion – Insinuation

94. Foo Fighters – Ballad Of The Beaconsfield Miners

95. She Wants Revenge – Red Flags And Long Nights

96. Amon Duul II – Archangel Thunderbird

97. Pink Frost – The Chills

98. David Arkenstone – The Fairy Ring

99. Michael Fassbender, The Soronprfrbs – I Love You All