Knights and darts:
Being a prince in this kind of day wasn't really an easy to go with topic. Especially with what the other kingdom and there towns and your people were trying to do. Set you up with their sons. You couldn't stand it. A task led to an uncomfortable talks about marriage. You declined and declined before you eventually grew tired and harshly rejected every male in each town. Besides there was one male that really caught your attention...
Hoshiko Shikichi, your knight.
You and Hoshiko go way back, you were both childhood friends that drifted apart once you started your princely duties,but that was until your father hired him. He was so beautiful now, way beautiful than you remembered him, his once short wavey-ish straight pearl hair was now long, it reached his back. A back youve now desired to wanting to hold onto while he fucked you.
You were walking around the palace, exploring really when you caught up with Shikichi, pausing as he waved you near. Once you were near you chated for a while when all of a sudden he asked a question with utmost seriousness.
"Your highness... May I ravish you?"
the question caught you entirely off guard. You thought, originally, you'd be the one asking however he got to it first, you looked at him, your (e/c) eyes staring into his soft blue ones. They were as paler then you remember.
"What?"
"I said can I ravish you."
"I heard you... But... Yeah, you can."
From there he instantly pulled you into a kiss, his tounge entering yours so fast like it was a train, clinging onto him, you let out a little moan which insured him entrance to make the kiss deeper, teeth clashing together as he stumbled through the door of his quarters near by. Breaking the kiss to undress you and himself.
"So pretty for me..." it was like a dream come true... Your wish quite frankly came true. You simply nodded and after a while of preping(ass eating/ lubed covered finger fucking-) he was inside you... Fucking you silly. And good god was he long. I'm talking like 20 inchs long.
"Hoshiko~! Ugh... ~!" was literally all you can moan out. Eyes rolled into your skull as he continued to pound you. You were so loud outside your maids and Butler's were worried about you, with eyes full of concern they stood outside. God knows how many times you've came. And goo
"Just a bit more baby... Can you do that?"
"I-i can"
And with that he kept pounding you, coming to a halt as he released inside you with a low groan. Once he was sure he was done he pulled out and flopped besides you. Turning his head to face you.
"Round two?"
"Yeah.."
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Hello, I'm a skinny guy and I'm tired of getting bullied. I hope that my shy nerd brother can become a big buff muscular bouncer who always protects me and loves me. Do you think it's possible?
This is a tough one. The problem with your request isn’t that you want your brother to be transformed into a jock – though to be honest transforming your own brother into a different person against his will for your own benefit is pretty horrible, even for the world of transformation. Ignoring the moral issues, the real issue is that you want him to protect you. You don’t just want him to be a jock, you want him to be a jock who is loyal to you. You want him to be a jock who protects you, a self admitted nerd. I don’t think I have to tell you that most jocks don’t protect nerds, even their brothers.
Don’t get me wrong, there are plenty of nice jocks out there, plenty of athletes who are decent guys. But most of the methods I’ve mentioned up until now don’t turn their victims into realistic, real life jocks, they turn them into stereotypes. Himbos, douchebags, dumb jocks. With how complex people are, transformation methods often have to use stereotypes, since it's easier to change a person into a stereotypical archetype than it is to turn a person into an entirely different and complex person bit by bit. So, most people who are transformed into jocks are stereotypical jocks, and stereotypical jocks hate nerds. Even if he stayed a generally nice guy, there's no guarantee he’ll protect you against his new jock friends. What you need is a way to ensure loyalty, a way to instill loyalty as part of the transformation. Lucky for you I happen to have something perfect for that. As much as I hate to use EB Jewelry products now that they’ve started actively trying to stop me from reporting on them, their dog tags might be the best way to get what you want.
The concept behind the dog tags is pretty interesting, even for the transformation community. Unlike most things EB Jewelry sells, these only come in pairs, and If someone puts one of these Dog Tags on, they’ll be transformed into a dumb, buff, stereotypical jock, but they’ll also become completely loyal to whoever is wearing the other dog tag. Both have to be put on at around the same time to make the connection though, or for any transformation to happen.
The dog tags are a very powerful transformation artifact, so powerful that EB Jewelry doesn’t actually sell them, and instead keeps them just for the executives. But my Uncle was able to get his hands on a few pairs, and I’m willing to part with one. Kind of.
See, well I’m usually willing to help people with their transformation questions, I try to avoid helping someone transform someone against their will. And transforming your own brother against his will? That’s really not cool in my book. But I don’t know everything about your situation, and I might be wrong. So I’m giving you a chance.
Here's the deal: I’m going to send you the dogtags. But I’m not going to tell you which one is which. When you put on the dog tags, there will be an equal chance that you’ll get the jock bodyguard brother you’re dreaming of, or that you’ll be the one that gets transformed into your brother's loyal jock bodyguard. If you’re so willing to change your brother, you should be willing to get changed too. This way it’s fair. This way, you’re both taking a risk.
Even I don’t know which of the dog tags you’ll get, but either way one of you is getting a loyal, loving jock brother, and either way those bullies are going to think twice before they mess with your family again.
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Boycott!
When I think that nothing will surprise me anymore, then I discover the existence of GF, where everyone is a chicken…
By the way, isn't it funny that two fandoms with two demons came to life? Hello, apart from GF, the Beetlejuice fandom has also come to life…
I don't know, it's just interesting to me
Now that I have your attention:
So close...
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Yes, I'm combining two types of posts into one, because unfortunately, without it, collections have more problems reaching, and at least here you can add additional tags (Of course, below the limit, because then they disappear…)
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more and more it's feeling like we just...don't have room for people trying anymore. it's all or nothing; get it right the first time, or be crucified by a jury you can never fully see or convince. and this isn't new, isn't born of current events. it's become more and more prevalent over the last ten years thanks to social media putting every little thought on blast, but i'd put money on the idea that it's actually been brewing much longer than that. and, for me, it goes beyond being tiring or upsetting. it feels bleak. it feels downright fucking broken that we're all so busy trying not to condone anything remotely problematic that we don't leave room for good faith learning. watching people trying to suss out their own identity--something literally ONLY they can fully understand or explain--be vilified for trying to fit words around their own experience sucks. watching people misunderstand something and try to apologize for it later, only to be told they should have known all along, sucks. seeing people who once held truly toxic beliefs actually grow and learn and apologize and still be told to fuck themselves as if they're a lost cause--it sucks. just. does that not fill you with despair for the state of things? does that not break something in you, to think that if you one day don't understand something, or misuse a word, or grapple with complicated feelings, it will forever stain you in the eyes of perfect strangers?
dude the world is fucked, and we all see it, but like. it doesn't feel like it helps to be so goddamn reactive. it doesn't feel like it helps anyone to demand perfection out the gate. it's exhausting. there are enough people out there who don't want to learn, who aren't trying, who actively revel in cruelty. looking for malice in every little fuck-up from people who seem to be genuinely striving to live their lives with kindness strikes me as lending strength to an army that already glories in suffering. and makes the world look more fucked than ever. and i really don't know that that energy is what we need when there's already so much to set right.
maybe it's just me. maybe this last decade just shattered something in me. but i really, really hate the idea--reject the idea, frankly--that people can't learn and change and grow. that people can't be better than a bad day or a failure of understanding. i reject the idea that people are something to be thrown out because they fucked up. it just seems...yeah. bleak. really fuckin' bleak.
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