#ask jill

[mirroredmemoriez]

My honest reaction if I was ever put in a reverse bear trap…

[daily-leon]

Hello , I’m the anon that requested Jill , I would like to apologize for the request, didn’t see the post of no requests , sorry for bothering you , wasn’t my intention.

Have a good day

All good! I was being ruder than warranted

[goodobservationshirley]

Jill was like "anyway, now that we're done with the work stuff, how's your wife?"

[luckyclovernb]

Would Jill still love me if I Say i'm into "Hot dogs?" Is stupet I know but just have a thought a while ago 😂

Short answer, yes. So long as you aren't planning on looking at anybody else's "hotdog"...

[sculkshrieking]

cringe. is he gay?

[m-a-d-e-l-e-i-n-e]

I hope leftists who think they’re above voting for president or are voting for Jill Stein or whoever because it’s their stupid way of protesting the system feel good about themselves, especially if Trump wins partly because of your negligence 😍 I know you’re not doing shit to plan the proletarian revolution, especially before January, so you guys better not complain about something harming you that you didn’t even bother to try and change

(edit: changed the last part bc I wrote “…if life gets a lot worse for you” cause that does nottt sound right at all and I apologize for writing that)

[marimoog]

he sat there for 3 hours while she doodled him

[deblep-kai]

i present... morning beans

[residentfurry]

Can u draw Wesker looking up skibidi toilet please and thank you 😼

he hates his stupid coworkers

bonus:

[genoskissors]

I love making these…

[reality-detective]

Classic 🤔

[desired-misery]

Leon being a veteran is actually so fucking sad to me. In a "you know Leon isn't actually allowed to say he used to be a soldier under Krauser because of red tape/secrecy" way... and so Leon probably also has never personally identified as a soldier. He never wanted to be. He was a cop. He was forced into the army, forced to join Krauser’s team. And then, when the team was wiped out (and then Krauser "died") the government looked at Leon (who they had just spent years training him as this special operations soldier) goes "okay, nevermind about that." And yoinks him into some secret, vague government agent position.

The government never wanted Leon to be a solider, either. It was just a means to an end. No way does the government consider Leon a soldier, either (you know Leon does not have any real fucking paperwork to get any kind of benefits through the VA or anything. He does not have a military ID, he doesn't fucking exist).

Even if Leon felt like he earned his veteran status... he doesn't have any way to prove it.

[luckyclovernb]

MORE FUNSHINE JILL CAUSE SHE S SO BEAUTIFUL AND STRONG <<<333

🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

✨ Ms. Steal-Ur-Simps ✨

[jadeddaydream]

Can u write death island jill giving AFAB! reader hot, lustful birthday sex?

Another Slice

Pairing: Jill Valentine x Reader

Word Count: 1.6k

CW: NSFW, AFAB reader w/ GN pronouns, a little bit of food play, cunnilingus, fingering, squirting, praise, begging

A/N: the ending’s a bit bleh, sorry it took 4eva, n there’s no way Jill doesn’t have any gray hairs after all this time; CAPCOM YOU WILL PAY FOR UR CRIMES!!!!

“Did you have fun baby?” You opened the door, putting your stuff away. You had just come from your birthday dinner, the night pleasant and festive.

“As long as you had fun, I had fun.” Jill; your wife replied, coming in right behind you. She bumped the door with her hip, locking it. Moving to the kitchen, she placed the cake on the counter and opened the refrigerator.

“Wait! I want another slice.” You ran over to her, taking the top of the cake dish and grabbing a plate from the cabinet.

“You’re going to get lethargic from all the sugar, love,” Jill rolled her eyes as you grabbed a knife from its holder.

The look of excitement in your eyes triumphed any complaints Jill had of you grabbing another slice of cake. It was your birthday after all.

“I’m sorry, it’s really good.” You giggled, cutting a slice before placing it on the plate. Jill came behind you, taking the chance to put the cake away.

“Could you pass me a fork, please?” Jill handed you one, her finger reaching over to wipe some icing off the cake. You gasped, turning and watching as Jill popped a finger in her mouth.

“You’re right, it is pretty good.” She grinned at you with a lecherous look in her eyes. You picked up the change in her behavior, propping a hand on your hip.

You observed the way your wife walked closer to you and caged you in. Another swipe of icing, her fingers now on your lips. You caught wind of her game and took them into your mouth with a fervor. You sucked on them, making sure to clean the crevices of her fingers, her fingertips on your lips. Jill grinned at the sex kitten eyes you gave in response, matching her energy.

“Mmh, I’ve been waiting to get you alone all night.” She pulled away and proceeded to wrap her arms around your waist, backing you into the counter some more.

“I could tell by the way you were staring me down like a piece of meat all night.” You replied.

Jill snickered, “I couldn’t help it, you look so good.” Her arms rested around your waist, moving lower. You inhaled her scent, the smell of her fruity shampoo filling your nose. She leaned into your neck, resting in your warmth before placing a few kisses on the curve of it.

You sighed, Jill moving her hands to rest on the curve of your behind; giving it a little squeeze to tease you. You moaned softly at the feel of her biting you, sucking the same spot until she left a mark. You ran your fingers through her hair, strands of gray and brown sliding through your fingers.

“We should move to the bedroom,” You said, gasping when Jill squeezed your breast. You forgot about the slice of cake, your lover having other plans.

Jill turned you around, heading in the direction towards your bedroom. You walked backwards, Jill impatiently nipping the skin of your neck with a firm grip on your hips. Once you reached your destination you stopped, leaning in to kiss Jill. You let her suck on your bottom lip, tongue delving into your mouth. In the kiss, you grabbed her shoulders before sliding off her jacket on the bedroom floor. She proceeded to lay you on the bed softly before moving to undress you.

She rid you of your top, teasing your chest with the intention of making you needy. Pulling a nipple and placing the other in her mouth, switching when she was satisfied. Moments later, she moves down; leaving small marks in her trail. You shivered when her lips dragged against your stomach and the feel of her hands moving to remove the rest of your clothes.

She unbuttoned your bottoms, dragging them down your legs. You shivered at the cold air that landed on your legs and the goosebumps that were already raised were emulsified by Jill running her fingers down your skin. She rose, leaning forward before kissing you, moaning softly into the kiss, you slid your hand under her shirt; palming her bra-clad breast.

“Happy birthday baby.” She hummed against your lips, moving her hands to your chest once again.

“God, I love you,” She kissed your neck as she pinched and teased your nipples. You whined her name into the cool night air, reaching for her hair and running your fingers through. She left a few more hickeys on your soft skin, her thumbs massaging circles in your skin.

You arched into her, hips rubbing against her. “Patience.” She pulled away from your sternum, a web of salvia connecting her lips and your skin. She caged your hips with her strong arm, holding you down.

“Please.” You spoke, a pleading look in your eyes.

She smiled at the way you begged and your ability to make her give in, from your body language to the tone of your voice. Jill slid lower, face now leveled your dripping cunt.

“Been waiting for this all night.” She raised your legs in the air, hooking her fingers into your panties and pulling them up in the direction your legs were. She tossed them, her firm grip now on your thighs. She pushed your legs back and spread them, all of you now visible to her prying eyes. You whined, pushing her hair back as she was in between your legs.

“Tell me what you want.” Jill rasped, salivating at you bare and dolorous. Your throat was dry, you licked your lips and used your words.

“I want you to fuck me, please.” Your face grew hotter at the lewd words you spoke. “Whatever you want Jill, I just need you to fuck me, please.”

That was enough for her, Jill diving in your ocean; mouth latching onto you as if you were water in a dry desolate desert. You mewled, voice going up an octave at her ministrations. She kept her hands on your legs, clutching at the feel of you. The sight of you both was something no different than a porno, you clutching onto your breast, mouth a perfect ‘o’ shape, eyes lidded and blown. Your legs pressed to your chest, your tummy folding as a result.

Then there was Jill, loud noises coming from where her mouth and your pussy met, a look that could swallow you whole. Hair messy and nose pressed into your mon pubis, she moaned into your cunt like it was a meal worthy of the gods. You clenched around nothing, slick dripping from your heat like a crack in a dam that was on the path to exploding. The noises that were coming from your mouth were borderline animalistic and deafening. You couldn’t help it, the woman in between your legs making you feel as if you were on cloud nine.

She switched between flicking your bud with her tongue and engulfing you with her entire mouth. Warmth enveloped you, the room growing warmer by the second. Stuck in a trance between anticipation and bliss, you found yourself wailing as you flowed onto Jill’s lips and into her mouth. You were soaked and a wet spot followed. You couldn’t help it, your hole squeezing and convulsing every time she moved her mouth on you.

“Oh baby, you’re practically drowning me,” Jill rose for air, face drenched in your slick. She rubbed your clit with her thumb, making you whine as she spread your lips, watching the spasm of your pussy around nothing. “Hmm, I wanna see if you can squirt,” Jill said to no one in particular. Your lover proceeded to push a finger in, curling it upwards and rubbing your swollen bud in tight, firm circles. You cried out her name when she pushed another finger in, beginning to stretch you out.

“Jill, please,” You groaned, lips red from the consistent action of you biting them. She kept massaging that spot that made your eyes roll back in your head. You couldn’t take it, it was too much. The look in her eyes, the curl of her fingers, the smug expression on her face. You were close, pussy beginning to seize around her agile fingers.

“There we go,” Jill purred, pupils blown. “You gonna cum for me, pretty?” She cooed, a strong hand still on the underside of your thigh. You nodded, knowing that anything to come out of your mouth would be complete and utter gibberish. Jill went back to moving her mouth on you, her fingers pounding into you. The sinful sound as your cunt inundated her fingers and face, the moans coming from both you and her, the precision of her fingers and the way she slides in a third makes you scream in between the four walls of your shared bedroom.

Reaching for something; anything, you grab Jill’s hair to ground yourself.

Then the dam breaks, you release spurts of fluid onto Jill; who backs away to watch the show, three fingers still curling against your spongy walls. You shake and cry out, the pitch of your voice awry and abnormal. Jill slaps your skin to watch as your cunt squeezes and sprays. Fingers still inside, she begins to praise you.

“Took me so good.”

“Look at you.”

“My baby.”

Slowing down the pace of her fingers, she leans over to kiss you. You whimper as she prys your lips open with her tongue, lapping lazily at yours. You taste yourself on her lips, the lingering relish of alcohol and sugar following.

After a minute or two, you both pull away.

Jill whispers against your lips,

“Think I might need another slice too.”

[drawbauchery]

i have just. the worst news about their relationship

[aethersflood]

Just don't say I didn't warn you. You're Cid now, and if anything happens to him, we're finished.