#babygirl 1 has priority

[soggymankakashiblog]

Did some doodles of my #1 babygirl just now

And some additional ninken and Obito!

[puckpocketed]

gus propaganda: i am always weak for a really competent puck moving defenseman. most of my favorite blueliners are smart as hell, good skaters, and transition the puck like a dream and that’s gus forsling to a t. i think he’s exceptional with his spatial iq and minds his gaps really well; in conjunction with this he’s very smart with his stick and disrupts opponents’ entries without looking like he’s even trying. he breaks out the puck really well as he’s got great vision and is a terrific passer, and he has a very tight panic radius — which is to say, he doesn’t panic ever, and stabilizes the panthers back end no matter who his partner is — the cats started this season without two of their top three defensemen with montour and ekblad still recovering from injuries sustained in the playoffs, and gus didn’t miss a beat. and i like a good story, sue me! i love that he was unwanted by multiple teams and claimed off waivers and then became arguably the cats’ most important defenseman. and then he took a discount of literally millions to stay in florida. gus i would die for you

PROPAGANDA IN MY ASKS!! finally, more people are catching on!!! (<- requested this one)

… and now that i think about it we may have the same type of Beloved Guy? explains a lot about our mutual Luca appreciation !!

i love all of this. i will be reviewing the panthers’ last match after i finish up with some gifing. i hope he’s out there sneezing 10 times in a row because i’ve now honed in on him with the intensity of a thousand suns

[jnnul]

THE GF NING DRABBLE WAS SOOOO CUTEEEEE !! okay okay this is slightly irrelevant but what about dating k 🥺 i think he'd be the sweetest everrrrr :( - hype boy anon

a/n: oh don't worry anon i'll talk about my husband (real) all day any day <33 word count: 889 words genres: fluff + nsfw content

so koga yudai is a THE pretty princess of the century

like i hate to break it to you

but he is the princess of the relationship

since he's usually the oldest/one of the oldest members of a team wherever he goes, he likes being doted on

he likes being the center of your universe

he likes when you have heart eyes for him, when you back hug him after a long day, when you declare your love for him, etc.

HOWEVER

it is simply in his nature to be a loverboy he can't help it

so as much as he loves princess treatment, he naturally takes care of you anyway in more subtle ways

like if you're the one who's initiating pda or hugging him when you guys are around people, he'll shy away a little more

but in confined spaces, he literally clings to you and WILL NOT let go

he's a closeted princess <3

but because of this, no one believes you when you say that he's clingier than you

because he loves when you fawn over him

but the second you guys get home, he's all over you

he really releases all of his babygirlism™️ when it's just the two of you (he can't be losing all of his carefully accumulated street cred that easily)

the KING of back hugs whenever he can

you could be just standing in any situation and suddenly, you're wrapped in koga yudai

genuinely any situation he can have his hands on you (in private), his hands will be there

as much as he does it because he loves you and he thinks you're the sexiest being to grace the earth

it's also because he can't make you his priority number 1 and the guilt eats him up

k's been working for his dreams for SO long and now that they're slowly finally coming to life, he always gives them priority

so last minute cancellations or having to plan time together weeks in advance is smth that you'd have to just be ok with

he also always encourages you to pursue your dreams tho

in his rare time off, he spends it with you and will literally bend over backwards to help his s/o continue to grow in whatever field they want to

you want to become a doctor? he will quiz you about whatever subject you have a test in text week. you want to become an engineer? he's sitting with you and providing massages as you try and figure out the question. you want to be a teacher? he patiently sits with you as you practice your lesson plans.

knows that he has a s/o that's very patient and puts up with a lot more from him (namely, his dramatics) than anyone else so spoils you rotten

of course in physical touch and sharing your passion for whatever you're interested in, but also gifts

he will buy anything and everything that reminds him of you in the slightest (anything pretty)

it's his way of coping when he spends a long time away from you

[NSFW CONTENT BELOW]

his other way of coping is phone sex 😭

k is a very visual person so he really needs to see you to get off

and i mean that literally

once you guys have sex for the first time (which would be so sweet because this boy just loves you so so much)

he genuinely cannot get off without you

needs you in some way, shape, or form to cum and while some people think it's weird, you think it's peak romance <3

is a switch but i think more dom leaning

he's more used to having more control, experience, power, etc. so he slips into the role pretty easily

he enjoys seeing you all drooly and fucked out for him so it works out

has an INCREDIBLE level of stamina

i mean it so literally that when you guys fuck after a long time of not seeing each other, it's all day and all night

like calling off of work the next day and everything

doesn't really like hurting you with words or pain

but he does like seeing you overwhelmed with pleasure

top 10 dick game out of everyone in kpop

but to get there, he will make you cum at least 2 times before he even sticks his dick inside

big dick energy

probably has to make you cum at least 2 times so that you're wet enough to fit him inside of you

will overwhelm you with pleasure whether you're the sub or dom tho

he can't help it :(

when he's subbing, he's like an overexcited puppy

and he can't help but fucking into you even after you tell him to stop

he just finds you so so so attractive and can't believe that you like him of all people

doesn't believe you in aftercare when you tell it was good

or that you're so happy you're with him in general

will just smile and clean you up gently in the shower

he only believes you truly love him when you're cuddled up next to him and even when you're dead asleep, you smile when you smell his perfume

after a long day at work

he's so sweet :( omg i want him so bad :(

[porschesbabydaddy]

Kinnporsche Fuck Ranking

As the name suggests, this list is a ranking of which character I think fuck from the least to the most. This is based off vibes alone, with absolutely no regard for cananical evidence. If you disagree with me that’s fine but please remember that I’m far too pretty for arguing online so I will not be accepting criticism, constructive or otherwise.

#10) Kim

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again- Kim would rather die than be physically or emotionally vulnerable with someone. He saw Tawan leading Kinn around by his dick and said “yeah no not for me thanks”

#9) Pete

Honestly I think sex and sexuality is so low on Pete’s list of priorities before he met Vegas that the desire to fuck never really struck him. This has changed now that he’s living his best and most freaknasty life, but he’ll have to do quite a bit of fucking to catch up to everyone else

#8) Big

Big only fucks when the loneliness gets too heavy to handle. He either chooses men who look too much like Kinn, or look like his complete opposite. Either way it’s not a healthy choice

#7) Chay

Now this is going to come as a shock to some people, but you can’t tell me that a teenage boy with a frequently empty house and a healthy libido isn’t getting up to funny business. The limited edition Wik merch stays ON during sex

#6) Tankhun

Another controversial one, I know. While Tankhun may not fuck in the traditional sense, he’s got a devoted harem of discord kittens and he’s inventing new ways to have cybersex that should be studied by scientists

#5) Ken

There isn’t much to say here. Ken is a nasty little thotty who died making it clap on Instagram

#4) Kinn

Kinn only ranks so low because he’s a very busy man. He has to pencil his dick appointments into his Google Calendar, it’s a whole thing

#3) Porsche

Little Miss “bartending is my sidegig, fucking rich women for tips is my real job.” He took to gay sex like a duck takes to water, and that’s because sluttery is his calling

#2) Vegas

Vegas fucks like it’s his job, and that is NOT a compliment. Take a vacation day babygirl, the slut factory can afford to go without you for one day. Or at least have some orange slices and water, replenish your energy

#1) Yok

do I even need to give an explanation for this? Just look at her. Assume that whenever Yok isn’t on screen, she’s having incredibly hot and wildly acrobatic sex. Side note: She and Tankhun should have smashed tbh

[luceafarul-de-dimineata]

Masterlist

Masterlist 2

Multi-Part fics

Tired dad! Lucifer: Intro Part 1 Part 2

Asmodeus' trip to the human world: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Whb thoughts and analysis

Leviathan with an angel kid

Leviathan and his relationship with childhood

Tf did they do to Asmodeus???

Pb please make Dantalian being Asmodeus' kid canon

What nobles parented the kings

Whb x reader headcanons

Making a pokémon team for the kings (+Gamigin)

Some whb characters reacting to being called coaie

Whb characters seeing MC pace around to music (MaDD edition)

First time meeting Gamigin

Gamigin lover headcanons

Showing whb characters animated movies

Whb nobles seeing MC with a random demon

Whb kings comforting MC after a wax

Marbas friendly firing

Avisos cuddle pile (fic)

Mc teaching whb characters a cultural dance

Satan comforting sex repulsed MC

Mc an Minhyeok being siblings (fic)

Paradise Lost misadventures

Mc wants a baby

Gamigin realises that Mc is mortal

Mc that has a plushie collection

Gamigin and Mc both having autism

Gamigin and death once more

Kings when MC dates one of their nobles

Whb kings when Mc gives them a heart-shaped necklace

Dantalian doesn't get his dick distroyed today :(

Nobles getting baby fever

NSFW and darker posts

Lucifer NSFW alphabet

Gamigin NSFW alphabet

Zagan NSFW alphabet

Dark headcanons

Being Asmo's fuck toy (dark hcs)

Platonic yandere Lucifer x Gamigin (dark hcs)

Raiting whb kings based on how much experience they have with humans

Show don't tell (Lucifer x Afab!Mc x Gamigin)

Asmodeus NSFW alphabet

Miscelanious whb hc

Lucifer is Satan's dad ?!?!?!?

Bael is done with Beelzebub's bs (Teambuilding edit)

Pokémon team for whb characters

Random headcanons about some whb characters

Gamigin calling Lucifer dad

Rating Paradise Lost demons on how safe you are going to them

Paradise Lost is so silly

Whb characters' opinion on manele: Gehenna

Lucifer x Gamigin platonic hc

Paradise Lost nobles being called babygirl

Avisos nobles being called babygirl

IS THAT A MOTHERFUCKING HOMESTUCK REFERENCE

Marbas and Buer being silly (tw: romanian)

Rating Avisos nobles on how eadible is their cooking

Lucifer's experience

Asexual hc for whb

Tartaros is Romanian inspired

Mammon x Mc propaganda (Emirate edit)

Jjyu getting burned

Abaddon headcanons

Why Satan hates Asmodeus

Leviathan lost his uncle priveldge

Not now sweaty, mommy's cyberbullying

What social medias do the kings use

Raphael's a gamer

Asmodeus visiting Eater in the human world

Dantalian being a prince hc

Dantalian need a new suit

Paradise Lost hcs

Meeting with all the kings

Levi trans real

Lucifer being orthodox on main

Paradise Lost nobles when Gamigin draws them as dragons

Relationship between Dantalian and the kings

Shipper Au

The nobles being wingmen for their kings

Average ship war in the MCxking community

Mc trolling the shipping forums (and getting doxxed in the process)

How the kings would react to seeing the ships about them and MC

Ppyong posting ship art of him and Paimon

Kings reacting to King x Seraph fics written by MC

Shipping tier list

"I owe Bimet so much money"

The Seraphs reacting to King x Seraph fics

Morax being a supportive older brother

Nobles reacting to their ship coming true

Nobles reacting to Mc being in a poly relationship with all the kings

Kings reacting to Mc shipping their nobles with angels (or themselves)

Bimet selling merch

Shippers when Mc x Sitri is trending

Mc that wants a secret relationships due to the shippers

Mc that ships the shippers with their king

Mc x Glasylabolas gone wrong

Artist!Mc drawing ship art of the kings

Lucy Dulap (my Mc)

Introduction

Double standerds

Gabriel's priorities

[maybeimamuppet]

i give you permission to ramble about any mean girls headcanons you like and why

PEOPLE KEEP ASKING ME ABOUT HEADCANONS AND I GET SO EXCITED BECAUSE I HSVE SO MANY AND RHEN THEY ALL LEAVE MY BRAIN AND I GET SO SAD!!!!!!! i need to update my list because the people that live in my brain now do not align with that so much anymore

anyway

1: i love when cady is absolutely fascinated by the most mundane american thing. i love it it’s fantastic and delicious. her favorite thing in the entire world is a shopping cart. how can you not love her.

2: i am OBSESSED with janis’ hair NOT being dip dyed (in american stage version tbc). it is blonde because she dyed it as a plastic and keeps it out of spite because she knows it adds to the aesthetic regina would absolutely despise. the anger is stored in the hair.

3: for some reason i’m obsessed with giving cady deceased siblings. the first one was literally just because i wanted laylas middle name to have some significance. that’s it. but the more i think about it the more she just seems like that fits? and i think i’ve done it at least three times so far

4: in a similar vein i’m so into having janis raised by a single parent. and also damian but his is canon

5: karen has so much untapped angst potential. “and how when coach carr tells me he has an ‘open marriage’ that his wife probably doesn’t know that they do!” BABYGIRL WHY IS HE TELLING YOU HE HAS AN OPEN MARRIAGE HM

6: i am very into (recently, still very unexplored) the idea of aaron and janis being stepsiblings or something like that and cady’s just like hhhhhthiswholefamilyishot

7: aaron is a drag queen as an adult. nuff said.

8: i’m also really into giving people the most mundane useless quirks that most of the time i don’t even mention. cady never wears matching socks. janis does yarn crafts when she’s angry. damian will not rest until he gets that one specific judy garland playbill from 1937 (i made up a year pls don’t yell at me). cady is the one who can’t cook in all of her relationships. janis hits the ceiling a concerning amount when she goes bowling. cady wears contacts. regina can juggle. gretchen is a closet tech nerd and loves programming. karen makes a killer fruit punch. regina is terrified of babies. damian kicked out janis’ baby teeth during a tap routine. the little things.

9: cadnis specific one but i LOVE when janis is the one who keeps begging for a pet and cady is like “babe do you have any idea how much work pets are. where did you even find that raccoon now we have to go get you a rabies shot”

10: and arguably the one i love most is cady being totally down for “weird” relationships. she’s got ideas of love that haven’t been altered by any western media. qpr? with the right person/people she’s down! dating a girl? hell yeah! enby? why not! she’s got a few questions but they’re still cute! polyamory? hell yeah more love to go around! i fully believe she just would love so hard she’s just willing to try whatever she can get and respects the hell out of more taboo relationships :) as long as it’s between consenting adults and whatnot ofc. safety and love are her top priorities

[pjisskullourful]

𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓮𝓽𝓼

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🌼Damiano × reader

part 26 [parts 1-25]

NSFW 🔥 filthy playtime for nasty kittens only

° Damiano David/female reader insert

° “Did you know that I love you?” He leaned in, whispering into your ear. “And that’s why I’m going to blindfold you and push you around and play with you until your brain absolutely melts.” - theres a new toy damiano has been dying to share with you

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° powered along by a request for extra praise from sweetheart @vittoriaisfuckingpathetic 💋 [requests are open!] [commissions are priority, secure the 2nd spot in my cue here!]

“Kitten, the house looks so good. I think this is cleaner than some of the hotels I’ve been staying in, for real.” Damiano said, coming back into the living room. “Honestly, I’m impressed.”

You looked up from the screen of your mobile phone. “What, were you expecting to come home to find muddy pig tracks through the whole apartment or something?”

“No, no, no. I would definitely have a lot of questions if that were the case. No, I know that you’re not a slob who was gonna wreck the place up.” He clarified. “I’m just really noticing it, in every room that I’m in. And I appreciate it, all this work must have taken a lot of time.”

“It wasn’t so bad. You were gone for such a long time that I could stretch it out and do it in little bursts.” You said.

He didn’t return to sitting on the sofa with you, placing his hands into the pockets of his baggy pants as he remained standing. “Surely you could find something more fun to do while I’m gone.”

You shrugged. “I guess. But I know how a clear house helps you keep a clear head and that’s what I wanted for you when you got home. It’s also a little selfish on my part because I’m working to get rid of any distractions. It’s all a play to hoard more of your time for myself.”

Maybe there would be a time when him leaving for tour didn’t feel so significant. It must be coming, the moment when this became normal, not something to adjust to.

But that time was not right now. This leg of the Rush world tour had seen you at a loss of how to be without him, as if you had forgotten how to do it, as if it were a brand new challenge. Some of the days had dragged by at snail speed with you feeling truly lonely.

Cleaning the apartment had been a way to fill the slow hours. At the same time, doing a task that you knew would earn you praise like ‘good girl’ had helped you feel closer to him - in some strange way.

It had been good to have something tactile to do when your jealousy over his globe-trotting days had begun to get to you. He had always kept you up to date, wanting to share his excitement with you. You never wanted to meet his enthusiasm with bitterness, even if there were times when it made you homesick for a life you hadn’t truly experienced. You couldn’t show him this jealousy, you couldn’t do anything with it. It was an unpleasant taste that you had to swallow down, hoping to wait it out.

It was better when you were together, that way all of his fun included you.

“And it’s not just how clean everything is that’s got me so impressed, babygirl.” He said and you noticed something different in the way he was looking at you - or was it just a trick of the lighting? “That package for me got delivered over a week ago and you just put it on my bedside table and left it alone. The packaging is still perfect, you clearly didn’t try to get into it once. You’re so well-behaved, even when I’m not here and I appreciate that so much.”

“It’s no big deal. It was addressed to you so it’s not mine to open.” You said.

“But didn’t you really wanna know what’s in there, under all of that packaging?” He asked.

“Sure. But I wasn’t gonna invade your privacy like that.” You said.

“Well, it seems like curiosity isn’t gonna kill this kitty, huh?” He said. “Maybe we should open it together ‘cause it was addressed to me but it’s really for both of us.”

He offered a hand out to you and you put your hand in his without hesitation. You left your phone on the couch, keen to discover what this secret package was. You had succeeded in fighting back the urge to rip it open, but that didn’t mean you weren’t deeply intrigued, drawn back into looking at it and wondering semi-regularly.

The long rectangular box was entirely concealed by the opaque mailing satchel. And the satchel itself hadn’t provided the answers that you needed. It showed you the sender’s address, but clarity hadn’t come with this. LTWS wasn’t a familiar brand name to you and typing it into Google had been no help, a few pages of results, contradicting one another with no obvious official website. It was easier to give it up, making the decision to spare yourself more frustrations. Patience wasn’t your strong suit, but you had willed yourself to tap into some, knowing it would please him - a delayed reward.

You stood up, smiling as you reached his eye level. But he remained still, not leading you to the bedroom where the box was located, as you had expected.

“Actually, how about you be a good kitty for me and take your clothes off right now?” He said.

Some sort of sex toy, I should have known, you thought as your first sense of reaction was to do exactly as you were told. “Underwear too?” You asked as you pushed the pants down from your thighs.

“Uh-huh, you’re not gonna need them and I don’t need them slowing me down.” He said and so you unhooked the clasps of your bra. “Do you have any idea how sexy your obedience is? God, I’ve missed it.”

You smiled, maintaining eye contact as you took your underwear down, able to step out of it. “Well I’ll have to keep it up so that you can get your fill.”

Of course you wanted him to be equally as naked. But in the absence of that, you still had plenty to enjoy, you could just focus on the way that he was looking at you. His eyes were making thorough work of getting reacquainted with your nude form. You were pleased rather than feeling the need to cover any part of your body. His gaze was a nice reminder of how much he wanted to admire you, during your time apart he hadn’t developed any radical differences in his tastes that would keep him from enjoying your body. It gave you the feeling that you could settle because everything was right (blissful, in fact) in your world.

Holding his hand, you went in the direction of the bedroom. You noticed the package missing from his nightstand. But before you could start to locate the mystery item, he was distracting you with kisses. His hands were on either side of your face, drawing you in and you didn’t resist.

You didn’t try to guess at what he had planned. You gave him your trust by sinking fully into this moment, positively savouring all of this closeness.

“I kinda don’t want to just show you the thing that I bought…” He quietly told you, his forehead resting against yours as his thumb stroked your cheeks. “It’s more than something you simply look at, so I think it would be better if you experienced it. That’s a better introduction than you looking at it, don’t you think?”

You hesitated, but this extra thinking time didn’t yield the result of the perfect thing to say. “Um, I would love to agree with you. But, Daddy- I don’t think I know what you’re talking about.”

“Right.” He said with a smile. “It’s all so clear in my head ‘cause I know exactly what’s going on, but you don’t… okay, new approach: how do you feel about being blindfolded, or is that not what you’re in the mood for today?”

You gently took one of his hands off of your face so that you could apply a kiss to the palm. “I’m in the mood for whatever you’re in the mood to do…”

His smile grew and you felt that rush of happiness over finding the right thing to say, the two of you confirmed to be on the same page.

“Did you know that I love you?” He asked and it would have been easy to get bashful. He leaned in, whispering into your ear. “And that’s why I’m going to blindfold you and push you around and play with you until your brain absolutely melts.” Now you were feeling bashful, a blush filling your cheeks. “Are you ready for that?”

You licked your lips. “Yes Master, I am.”

He gave you a kiss on the cheek before leaving his spot directly in front of you. “I’m glad that you said yes to this, because maybe I had already started to put things aside.”

“You’re a man with a plan, huh?” You asked.

He had crouched down, reaching for items that you hadn’t seen him placing under the bed. “Well once I started thinking, ideas just naturally grouped themselves together in my head.” He had more than the sash-style blindfold in his hands now.

“The kitty mask goes over the blindfold.” He told you, seeing your uncertainty.

“Is that, like, a safeguard to keep me from taking it off? 'Cause that's not necessary, Daddy. If you tell me to keep the blindfold on, then I will. I'm not secretly waiting for an opportunity to brat.” You said.

“No. I just really like how you look in this and it's been a while since I've seen you in it. And maybe you'll find out why it's appropriate attire…” He said. He held the blindfold in both hands. “May I?”

You made a face, feigning indecisiveness. “I don't even get to see you naked first? It's been so long.”

“Okay, settle down, you know you're not gonna be left waiting for nudity from me.” He said. That wasn't anything you could argue against - it was a running joke amongst your friends that they couldn't show up to your apartment unannounced, they had to give you a heads-up so you could make sure Damiano wasn't having his regular bout of time walking around naked.

He stepped closer and started placing the sash over your eyes. “You just show me how patient you can be. And I promise you will be seeing my naked body soon enough, we've got a lot of catching up to do.”

The soft material covered your vision and you shut your eyes. “Yes, we do.” He wrapped it around then tied the ends at the back of your head. In the darkness, you waited, trying to picture what he was up to.

The next thing you felt was the sash being pushed more firmly against your skin as he fixed the leather mask onto your face. It rested over the bridge of your nose, covering your forehead, with the triangular ears protruding from the top. He got the straps into place and tied them in a knot, also at the back of your head.

“It looks good, kitty. But does it feel good, not too tight?” He asked, his fingers playing with your hair.

“No, it feels fine.” You said.

“Come with me.” He said, taking your hand while putting his other to the nape of your neck, gently guiding you.

You took smaller steps than usual, ready to stop in the exact second that your toes touched something. But that moment didn't come. He got you over to the bed, instructing you to put one of your knees forward, onto the mattress. Once both your knees were on the mattress he got you to move a little further forward, then it was time for you to lie down, your bare chest meeting the sheets.

You listened carefully to the sounds of him moving around the bedroom. You wondered about what he was doing, your mind working to fill in these blanks as the minutes seemed to stretch out. You reflected on the clues he had given you, why was he so fixated on seeing you in the cat mask?

You felt the mattress dip under his weight as he sat, or kneeled, on your left side. Then you felt something soft, and seemingly light, brushing against your shoulder. You assumed that this was whatever had come in the package because you couldn't immediately link what you were feeling to something you had experienced before. It was a small touch but it grabbed all of your attention anyway. There wasn't any pressure, just the beginnings of the sensation of being tickled.

Goosebumps raised on your skin as he started to drag the mysterious object down, the fuzzy tip moving towards the centre of your back. He moved it to your spine, gradually stroking it up-and-down, causing you to squirm a little.

“Am I supposed to be guessing what it is?” You asked, turning your head only to find more darkness.

“No, we're not playing that game. You're just supposed to be enjoying it.” He said.

“I am.” You said as he started to move the mystery item in swirls.

Your imagination and memory worked together, trying to piece together an image to match what you were feeling. Was it a pom-pom, attached to what? Had he bought a feather tickler?

You couldn't help squirming as he focused it on the small of your back. The fuzzy object moved in slow, light swipes that had your toes flicking, giggles bubbling up in your throat. You wondered how this view was appealing to him.

He started to trace it down one of your thighs, aiming for the inner portion and your muscle tensed in anticipation.

Then you were feeling more of the fuzziness, more than just a tip. This thin object reached down almost the length of your thigh, adding extra dimensions to what you were trying to imagine.

You were starting to envision a strip of plush fabric, maybe the tie of a cosy dressing gown. It felt light enough to be this, but what did this have to do with your cat mask? Why couldn’t you just look at a new robe? He transferred it to your other thigh and you realised you were no closer to a definitive answer, so you gave it up to just enjoy the feeling.

Suddenly there was a jolt through your body and before you could register what had happened, you were kicking both of your feet up. Your muscles clenched and your toes were twitching - he had passed the fuzzy item over the sole of your foot. Your stomach was gripped and you were laughing before you could help yourself.

“Oh, are you ticklish there, pet?” He asked as you were tentatively lowering your feet.

You got your laughter under control, still smiling as you responded. “Yes, everybody is ticklish on the bottom of their feet. I'm sure you would flinch if I did the same to you.”

“Hm, possibly. Too bad we'll never find out.” He said before springing the object onto your foot again.

“Ung…” You flailed your legs as you began laughing again. There was tension in your muscles as you waited for him to tickle you further. You grabbed for the sheets as you laughed loudly.

Your chest was tight and you had barely lowered your legs back down before he brushed it on your foot. Your laughter got louder and you rolled onto your side a little. Your whole diaphragm was vibrating with laughter and you set it free, letting your sounds fill the room.

“Sttt-sto-ah-ah…” Your word was mangled by the laughter, which was more than you could control as he kept the object with your foot, no matter how much you moved it. “You've got-gotta stttt-op!”

“How can you expect me to want to stop when you're making the cutest noises?” He teased, continuing to tickle you.

“Puh-please.” You said through the enduring laughter. “Ah, ha ha.” You rolled further away from him. You placed a hand over your mouth, trying to muffle the laughs as you attempted to get yourself under control again.

You felt the toy move away from you altogether, and the next thing to touch you was his hand. He grabbed for your hip, pushing you towards him again. “Okay, okay, please don't roll yourself right off the bed. We don't need you getting a bloody nose when you hit the ground or anything like that.”

“Oh, shit.” You said, going with his guidance to move back to your spot. “Will you stop?”

“Yes, kitten. I promise you.”

You had managed to kill off your laughter, taking in regular breaths again. “So that’s what you had delivered, some kind of tickling wand?”

“A tickling wand?” He repeated, sounding so uncertain it was as if he was pronouncing these words for the first time. “No, that’s not even close to what it is. You’re lucky I didn’t make this a guessing game because you just lost.

“It’s not designed to tickle, that’s just an added bonus because I like playing with you so much. Here, I’ll show you what it can do besides just tickling you.” He said.

You thought you heard the closeby click of a button being pushed, which offered limited clarity to your confused state. This was followed by the fuzzy material being brushed against your back again. Beginning at your shoulder, he laid it down in a diagonal line, reaching to one of your hips.

Once the object was resting against your body, you were able to identify a new sensation. The strip of plush fabric was buzzing, vibrating on a low intensity. This served to confuse you further, even through the pleasant feeling it gave you.

Before you could begin using this information for a new mental image, you were distracted by the sound of a draw on the nightstand rolling open. It quickly shut again. Then you heard what could have been a tube of lubricant being uncapped.

“How’s your ass?” He asked, sounding somewhat nonchalant.

But you were bewildered. “How is my-...? What kind of question is that?”

“What?”

“No, I’m the one saying what right now, Damiano.” You said.

“It’s a genuine question, I’m asking it with genuine concern because I need to know if anal should be off the table right now for any reason.”

“Oh.”

“So, how is your ass?”

“Um, would it be weird if I said it’s open for business?”

He chuckled. “If that’s the answer you want to give.”

“It’s all I can think of.” You said, blushing against the pillowcase. “I wanted to be witty or funny.”

“Well, you made me laugh.” He said and you noticed the teasing in his tone. “You just let me know if you change your mind on anal.”

“Mm-hmm.” You didn’t add anything extra this time around, not wasting time on finding the perfect thing to say.

The lube clearly held some sort of significance, but you didn’t know how to add it to the puzzle already in your head. The fluffy object continued its mild vibrating on your back, almost entirely overshadowed by the feeling of his slippery fingers between your buttcheeks. You drew in one deep breath after another as he started massaging the lube onto your hole. Slowly, tenderly, he progressed to applying it inside as well. You could feel the heat of your blushing still in your cheeks.

“Feels so good.” You wanted to reassure him of your willingness, but you couldn’t get your voice above a whisper.

“That’s great, babygirl.” He said, no longer making fun of you.

He tested at how relaxed you were by gradually sinking one of his fingers into your ass. He didn’t push in any deeper than the first knuckle, giving you the chance to adjust.

Momentarily you forgot about the blindfold as you lifted your head, turning it in his direction, only to be faced with the enduring darkness. “Maybe I should ask you the question now.”

“Hm?”

“How is my ass, Daddy?” You asked.

“Right, the question.” He said with a brief chuckle. “Your ass is adorable, sexy, perfect, addictive to play with, the best pillow anyone could hope for. And, I would say, adequately lubricated, what do you think?”

“Yeah, it feels like it.” You responded, lying your head down again.

“Good.” He said and you felt his hand leaving your butt.

You heard another subtle click as he took the furry item off of your back. Nothing seemed to happen after this and you waited. You still didn't know what his new purchase was - a tickling wand had been your best guess. Now you were stumped as to how the mystery item related to your hole needing to be lubed.

Was the lube now being applied to his cock? Or was this another incorrect guess from you? You worked at keeping impatience at bay, making yourself focus on getting comfortable.

“Are you ready, kitty?” He asked, resting what felt like a dry hand on your lower back.

“Uh–huh.” You replied, even though you still didn’t know what you were agreeing to. You maintained your trust in him, certain he would make it something that you would like.

You felt the mattress shifting and you anticipated to begin feeling his body on yours. But this didn’t come. Instead the next thing you felt was a fleeting brush from the furry material.

Then he was sliding something firm in between your buttcheeks. You felt the item’s tapered end easing towards your asshole and you took a deep breath. For the moment you had quit trying to fill in the blanks.

“Just stay relaxed for me, okay kitty?” He asked, his tone wonderfully warm and reassuring.

“Uh-huh.”

He worked slowly at fitting the lubricant plug into your asshole. You tried your best to remain still, but you didn’t think relaxed was a fitting descriptor for how you were feeling. You licked your lips, your chest tightening with excitement. Heat was rushing into your crotch with this area being lit up with tingles.

“You’re almost there. I know you can do it, babygirl.” He said. “Just a little… there you go, is that okay?”

“Yep, I’m happy with it.” You said, feeling another brush from the furry material, this time it was on the back of one of your legs. But you still weren’t interested in giving it much attention.

“Do you truly not know what’s going on? Or are you just playing along to let me live out my little fantasy of surprising you?” He asked.

“Truly, I don’t know what came in that package, or what it has to do with a plug, or what the plug has to do with what I genuinely thought was some sort of tickler. I know very little right now.” You said before silencing yourself, holding back from requesting the details you were hungry for.

“Well I guess now is a good time to stop with the blindfold.” He said and you lifted your head from the pillow. “I’ll let you see what’s going on for yourself.”

“Really?” You asked as you started to sit up, putting a little more caution into the action than you normally would.

“Yes, come here.”

You braced yourself by placing your knees on the bed, making a mental note of how you were still feeling the non-tickler brushing against different parts of your legs. But its importance continued to evade you.

He reached around your head, loosening the ties. You got your vision back, instantly regaining your bearings too.

You started to look over your shoulder, eager to get the full picture. You saw the fluffy cause of your tickling - a long and plush snake-esque object, lying limply behind your butt. It looked as soft as it felt. It was mostly made of black fur, with some pink stripes, almost like highlights in hair. But what made it vibrate, and why? And what required it to be associated with the plug filling your ass?

He wasn’t saying anything so you twisted your neck a little further, looking down to your butt. There was no separation between your ass and the furry thing, now you saw that. It wasn’t a snake.

You opened your mouth to share your realisation. But any words were replaced by a gasp for air when the toy in your body started to vibrate. It radiated out, affecting more than just your ass. Your eyes were wide as you looked at him, finding his phone in his hand, you assumed this was the controller of the new sensation.

“You see, not a tickling wand.” He said. “I don’t know if that kind of thing exists.”

“You got me a tail?” You asked, you tentatively reached for its end, unsure of how it should be handled.

“I sure did.” He said. “But this isn’t just any tail.”

“It’s a tail and a plug.”

“Right and it’s one of a kind, completely custom and made just for you, and your ass.” He said.

“What, really? I can’t believe you would do that for me, Daddy.” You said, your heart swelling.

“Why can’t you believe it? You deserve the best, and you should know that I will always get the best for you.”

You put your hands to either side of his face so that you could draw him in for a kiss. “Thank you, I love it.” You kissed him again, but pulled back far less to speak. “And I love being your kitty.”

He initiated the next kiss, brushing some strands of your hair away from your forehead. His other hand drifted slowly down your back, a light touch that could prompt delighted shivers.

“I'm so glad to finally see you wearing it. So many times when I was away it would pop into my mind and I would get this close to telling you to open the package and put it in because I really didn't know if I could wait. But being here to see it in person the first time, it's for sure the best way it could have happened.” He said.

“Custom?” You repeated, wanting to spend some more time on that concept.

“Yeah. I searched the entire internet and everything that I was finding was almost perfect. Like, the tail would be super pretty but the plug was metal. Or the plug would be perfect but it was attached to a bunny tail.” He said. “I got you a thirty inch tail and I got it in your favourite colours, instead of just getting one colour, how boring. I needed the plug to vibrate, which can be controlled on my phone…” He showed you the screen of his phone, it was a simple looking outlay. “And I knew you would like it better if it was silicone. I would rather you not have a tail at all, than have one that isn't absolutely perfect.”

“That's so sweet and thoughtful.” You said. “I literally don't think I could even imagine a better tail.”

He extended his phone to you. “Do you want to play with the vibrations?”

“Thank you, Master.” You said with a smile.

You pressed the plus symbol a few times, your gut tightening. You exhaled shakily and he began kissing your cheek, his lips lingering on your skin. You tapped a different button, one marked with a simple swirl. This brought up a handful of smaller buttons, which were numbered one to five. You looked to him for an explanation of what they did, but he just smiled at you and started to give your neck some kisses.

You tapped one and felt the vibrations change, they got more subtle, then gradually built up in intensity. You squirmed as it cycled through from low to high, your cunt feeling hot and tight. Number two worked in quicker bursts of stronger intensity, less build up and cool down. He sucked on your neck a little as you pressed three, experiencing a different pattern of the pulsations.

He had the bottom of the tail in hand, lifting the tip up to your face and playing it against the end of your nose. You giggled, screwing your nose up but not moving away. You tried out the other two modes of pre-set patterns, enjoying the surprises each of them held. He used the tip of the tail to draw a line along your jaw, then caressed it up-and-down on your neck, getting you feeling true shivers now.

You returned to the main screen, keeping the vibrations consistent. Your eyes started to flutter shut but before they could entirely close, they saw something of interest. His dick was standing stiff under the material of his pants.

“You're really enjoying how I look in it, huh?” You asked, placing your hand on his knee.

“Fuck yeah, I am. My sexy little kitty.”

You returned his phone to him, taking something out of his other hand. You held the cat mask up to your face again, reaching around your head. “Meow…”

He helped you in the task of tying it into a knot, then he was covering your mouth in eager kisses. All of your giddy desires were coiling in your gut.

“Do you wanna show it off for me?” He asked, stealing more kisses before you had the chance to answer.

“Uh-huh.” You said. You were going to get up, but you couldn't help kissing him another time first.

The tail dragged along the ground as you walked to the available space at the foot of the bed. The plush fur was so soft when it brushed against the backs of your thighs. You couldn’t help looking back over your shoulder at it, admiring the bushiness of this tail. You had done some online window-shopping and none of the sleek tails had appealed to you, even though their price tags were more realistic. But this tail was luxurious and it didn’t leave you wanting more.

You turned your back to him, assuming this was the view he wanted. Before you could get your feet firmly planted in position, your attention was brought back to the plug and your knees shook in response to the vibrations unexpected increase. Your breath hitched for a moment.

Then you concentrated yourself again. You arched your back and tensed your leg muscles. Slowly you moved your ass from one side to the other, with the tail moving according to this momentum. You could feel the heat rising in your body, this excitement needing somewhere to land.

You didn't keep your back to him for long, you were too eager to see his reaction. His eyes slowly lifted up to your face and he licked his lips.

You picked up the tail about halfway down its length, you swung the end gently in the air, picking up speed until you could complete a circle. Then another, and another. He smiled as he watched you play. You swayed your hips from one side to the other as you kept the tail in motion.

His eyes briefly left your body so that he could look at his phone. He moved his finger into place but you noticed that it didn't make contact with the screen, hovering instead. His eyes were fixed on your face when he did press it and you were feeling the effects instantly, but only quickly.

The vibrations changed to a less intense mode, not dominating your focus. But then a powerful jolt came again, with no build up - just sudden and relentless. You flinched and before you were given the chance to adjust, it was gone. A smile was developing on his mouth.

“Are you having fun with your new toy, kitty?” He asked.

You opened your mouth to respond but another surge of vibrations caught you off guard, your throat momentarily clenching around any possible words. You felt it wearing at your composure, before promptly switching off. “Ye-yeah I am, I just…” You had gotten distracted from twirling the tail. “That mode feels different from when I was pressing it. Or am I just imagining it?”

“This isn't one of the patterns you were playing with. This is the burst mode.” He said and he tapped the screen, giving you a demonstration.

That was exactly what it felt like, and exactly what it made you want to do. Your heart was racing and you had begun to clench your fists as he activated the mode a few more times.

“Do you like it?” He asked, leaning forward and wearing an eager smile.

“Yeah, it’s a…” You shifted your weight from side-to-side, feeling quite unsettled as he clearly made moves to undermine your control. “It’s definitely a lot… uh, a lot of fun.”

“So much fun that you forgot to show it off to me, huh?” He pointed out, it was a gentle way of refocusing you.

“You’re right.” You said, pushing your shoulders back as you adjusted how you held the furry tail. “How would you like me to model it for you, Master?”

For the moment, he was leaving the buttons alone. “How about you get down on all fours? You can get a bit more into your kitten character, can’t you- for me?”

“Of course.” You said, lowering yourself to the ground before finishing your answer.

Even though the plug was inactive inside you, your heart was fluttering. Your knees rested on the carpet and you draped the tail behind yourself before beginning to lean forward. The way that he was looking at you (what you saw in his dark eyes) had you feeling a tremble in your thighs.

When he didn’t give you any direction, you moved as you wanted. You began to crawl toward him, where there was plenty of room for you between his legs.

“You should probably go back the other way if you want to really show me the tail.” He said, gesturing away from himself.

You didn't hesitate, reaching one of your arms out to the side and redirecting yourself. You crawled towards the wall, feeling the tail sway against your ass as you went.

You got as close as you could to the wall, stopping and looking back over your shoulder, needing more guidance from him.

“It's a perfect view, babygirl.” He said, eyes moving all over your body with great interest. “You're really great at this crawling around like a kitty thing, maybe you should stay on the floor for a bit longer. Being a fantastic kitty is fun, hm? You're just so great at it.”

“Thank you.”

“Show me how well you can crawl to me.” He said.

You did this at once. You kept your eyes on him, seeing how focused his gaze was. But there were moments when you broke eye contact, curiously looking at the protrusion in his pants and letting your mind race. There were so many things you could, and wanted to, do for him.

“Just like that, yes.” He said as you drew closer.

You were aching for his touch as you reached the end of the bed, placing yourself between his feet. You lifted your hands from the ground but remained beneath him, on your knees. You looked up at him, finding he had placed his phone aside for the moment. His hands went to your cheeks, yours went to his thighs, your nails pressing against the material of his pants.

You began to move your hands, going for the zipper. He did nothing to discourage you, instead somewhat foreshadowing your plan by giving you his thumb to suck on. You wrapped your lips around it as you got to your task.

“I hope you're not getting distracted again.” He said before you could get the button undone. “I'm not done watching you model this tail. I haven't had my fill of kitten's adventures around the floor.”

You took your hands away from him at once, perfectly happy to keep playing this game - because you knew how sensational the final destination would be.

“Show me from the side. Be a good girl and crawl along the side of the bed here.” He instructed.

“Okay.”

You gave his still-concealed dick one last look before you repositioned. You flicked the tail over to one side and returned your hands to the ground. As you started to crawl around the bottom corner of the bed, he turned around to keep track of you, not missing a second of your progress.

“Does Daddy like this view?” You asked.

He remained just as close as before, perched at the edge of the mattress. “Very, very much. Like might be an understatement.” He watched you get about halfway to the head of the bed. “Hang on, can you wait there for the moment?”

You stopped without question. You anticipated more from the plug, trying to prepare yourself for the effects of another burst. You kept your eyes on the bedside table that you were approaching. You were feeling eager, but you could still maintain your patience.

“Oh.” He said, his voice coming from behind you. “Well, you are definitely  having fun with your new toy.”

A more powerful heat came into your face as you instantly realised he was referring to how wet your cunt appeared. And there was no way for you to hide it. You were totally exposed to him, every dirty need, all of your unspoken desires - it was his to use as he pleased.

“Being a good kitten really turns you on, huh?” He asked, you didn't have to be looking at him to know that he was smiling. “It turns me on, too. But you know what- I don't need you on the floor anymore.” You looked over your shoulder. “Climb up on the bed for me.”

You got up from the floor and saw that he was taking his clothes off, finally. You sat where you were, waiting for the next instruction as you watched him.

“How do you want me?” You asked.

“I was thinking face down, ass up.” He posed it as a suggestion. “I've got my fill of seeing you on the floor, but there's still more admiring of that tail I need to do.”

“Of course, Master.” You said, beginning to lay down. But you didn't rush, wanting to see more of his undressing process. He didn't correct this behaviour, moving in closer to kiss you. You took the chance to run your hands down his bare chest, your mind full of ideas.

You continued to enjoy the taste of him on your lips even after you had parted. You got into the required position, your nerves on edge as you were more than eager to experience what came next. You rested the side of your face on the pillow and separated your knees as you set them on the bed. You could feel the tail draped over one side of your elevated ass.

“Is the plug getting to be too much?” He asked as he moved in to fill the space behind you.

“Well it’s a lot, but in a good way.” You said.

“I know you’ll tell me if you need a break from it.” He said, his fingers massaging at the small of your back. “You’re always a good girl with stuff like that- my smart, responsible, capable babygirl. Is that what you are?”

“Yeah.” You said a little shyly.

“Here…” He said, placing his unlocked phone on the pillow next to your face. “You can have a play and see which modes you like best while I’m getting into position here.”

You picked it up, your eyes going to the button that activated the intense bursts, but you didn’t feel brave enough to touch it. “I think they’re all gonna feel like the best right now, I’m horny as fuck- you already know this.”

He snickered and you felt his legs pressed against yours - the distance between your bodies thankfully becoming a thing of the past. “Yeah. I know it and I love it.”

You tapped the plus symbol, driving the consistent buzzes to a greater strength. You opened up the options for different modes and selected one without overthinking it. You enjoyed the rise-and-fall in intensity, making the eagerness swell up like a tangible presence in your gut. More blood was pumping into your pussy.

You were hyper-aware of the movements he made as he began to spread your cunt open with his dick. Your eyes fluttered shut and you stopped caring about trying out the vibrator's other modes, what you currently had felt perfect to you. He leaned more of his weight into you.

“Good girl…” He said with a moan as he pushed in deeper. “You're loving having two holes filled like this, aren't you?”

“Yes.” You said, short on breath.

You shut your eyes, feeling into your body differently than before and a moment was needed to adjust. This new level was so promising.

Your walls fluttered around him as you sank into this feeling, marvelling at how the pressure in your cunt could make you pay more attention to what the plug was doing in your ass. All the while, your clitoris was throbbing and you started into that ache for release, now knowing you could fully attach yourself to it.

“Oh, my perfect fucktoy.” He praised as he moved to that spot where he could mostly fill your cunt.

Butterflies swarmed into your tummy and you were soon smiling as you released the need to think about a single thing. Instead of thinking, you were just witnessing, paying attention to the little details.

You felt his hand grab for your hip, his fingers digging into this squishy spot. Then more of his body was pressing into yours, more skin-on-skin, making you feel so ready to melt into him. The air around you was perfectly still as you waited on the knife’s edge, aroused energy rushing through your veins.

There was a hint of separation with him rocking back on his knees. Thankfully, this was promptly fixed by him thrusting forward, your cunt swallowing his length again.

His tip massaged along your sensitive walls as he indulged in some more plunges back-and-forth. You weren’t trying to match him, instead arching your back and keeping yourself steady, giving him a set, reliable target to land his pumps on.

As you were beginning to adjust to these increased threats to your composure, you opened your eyes. You found that his phone wasn’t in the spot where you had left it, it didn’t appear to be anywhere within your grasp. You didn’t get too hung up on this, your attention was driven to more important things.

You started to meet his thrusts, working your hips to match his movements and it was immediately rewarding. The pleasure greatly accelerated through your body and you felt how easy it would be to go wild - but you hadn’t been invited to do so yet. You gulped in a large breath and tried to steel yourself, one of your hands curling into a fist around the corner of the pillow.

It seemed like you were getting on the same pacing as him, truly harnessing what your body could do in this position. Then you were stunned by another use of the burst function. You froze, shoved into a state of disbelief as sparks shot through your brain, very tangible to you in this moment.

You didn’t feel the whine as it moved out of your throat. You only became aware of it when you heard it. You buried your hot face into the pillow, taking a pause to just be overwhelmed.

“Can you handle it?” He asked, his words strained to betray how his throat was clenching.

You gave a wordless cry. “Mn, it feels so good.”

“That’s not what I asked.” He said. “I wanna know if you can handle it.”

You strengthened your legs again, grinding back into him. “Yea-yeah, I can take it, I wan’... I fucking want it.”

“You’re gonna get it, because you’re such a good girl.” He told you.

There weren’t any words that followed this, the sounds that came next were made by your bodies colliding as he set into a luscious rhythm. More of your body opened up to him in response to his continued pumping.

He seemed to work himself into you with more power than before, an excited whine coming from him - the authenticity and unrestrained quality of it made it sound just as explicit as any curse words he might want to share. “I hope you’re in the mood to get it rough, because there’s no chance of me holding back when you look like-... you have no idea how good you look right now, kitten. It’s beyond, it really is. The tail looks amazing, it’s a little unbelievable how much it suits you. It’s just…”

You lifted your face from the pillow and turned your head, partially bringing him into view. “Does it make me look owned?”

You weren’t expecting the pause before his response. “Owned- uh-huh.” He let out a short chuckle. “Yeah, you’re definitely looking owned.”

That was an answer worth waiting for, tantalising you as you let it sink in. You immediately strived to commit it to memory. It was like a photo taken on a special occasion, from time-to-time you would want to pull it up and look at it to remember the moment as clearly as possible.

“Yes.” You said, keeping your impassioned rocking in time with him. “Own me, Master.”

His hips began snapping into yours faster. It pumped more excitement into your veins and you didn’t wish for more time to catch your breath, happily riding this escalation.

His dick fucking into you somehow harmonised perfectly with the sensations stirred up by the butt plug, which remained set on the same reliable level. It was all building a delicious tension inside of you, the vibrations keeping you elevated and always anticipating his next jerk. And when those jerks came, they sent spectacular sparks shooting through your whole system, holding the potential to disorientate you.

Your clitoral hood felt swollen, so much so that your focus kept getting pulled back to it. The nerves in that concentrated area were very reactive and there was blood so consistently pumping through it, making it ache. The hood was just one of the many parts of your body that made up the choir that was screaming for your ultimate release.

When his next plunge forward delivered his tip to your g-spot, your eyes momentarily rolled back. You wanted to melt more than before, a stunning wave rushing through you. At the same time, your cunt clenched onto him, as if this was the key to keeping him in this spot.

“Oh fuck, fuckfuck…” He gasped, rocking back with a quiver.

You were greedy, leaning back for more contact. His tip stroked against your sensitive walls, making you more aware of that tension inside of you.

He didn't leave you waiting for long, mercifully. He rutted firmly into you, skin slapping against skin and you were soon gripping to the pillow as he reclaimed his momentum.

It was just as impactful, but his movements didn't come in as consistently. His energy was a little less predictable and you couldn't match yourself perfectly to him. But there was still plenty to enjoy, you didn't find yourself short on stimulation. You lived for the friction between your bodies. You just kept snapping your hips back into him, knowing that you were on the right path to an orgasm.

He had both of his hands on your hips, the phone lost from the scene presently, but the plug kept vibrating.

“Oh, oh…” He moaned, sounding a little surprised. “I’m close, already. Oh, holy…”

His body made quick, repeated smacks into you. As you poised yourself to feel his cum shooting into you, you held the knowledge that his focus was being compromised by his excitement. On some thrusts he could collide with your sweet spot, but he wasn’t specifically aiming for this. In the pursuit of his climax, his goal was just to maintain motion and you worked to stick with him, not wanting to let him down at this final point.

“Ah, kitty, fuck, I’m fuckin’ gun-ah…” His strokes got shorter, coming in rapidly.

He surrendered to the release, swinging deep to unload into you. There was no rocking back, he stayed where he was, letting his conclusion play out. You felt the cum drenching your receptive walls, which were fluttering and keenly gripping to him.

“Oh, holy fuck.” He sighed, starting to slowly lean back. “That was-... I didn’t know I was gonna come that quick.” He let out a breathless laugh. “You just felt too damn good.”

You lifted your head, glancing back at him. “Thank you for that compliment.”

“I’m just gonna…” He said, leaving your cunt. “Are you happy to keep that plug in?”

You wiggled your butt in the air, still filled with so much eager energy. “Mmn, more than happy.”

He stroked his hand up-and-down your back. “You’ve been such a good girl, a really, really good girl. Now I’m gonna take care of you, okay?”

“Yep.”

You were glad when you felt him move in closer again. He didn’t penetrate you, but it was lovely to feel the warmth of his body some more as he wrapped an arm around your middle. He was leaning into you, without pushing all of his body weight into you. He rested the palm of his hand against your pubic mound, while his other hand was seemingly missing in action.

You quickly realised where his other hand was when the toy gave a powerful burst. Your breath got stuck in your throat as you were completely taken by surprise. The excitement swelled up, desire ready to take the lead.

As the intense sensation started to play out, he placed his hand directly to your pussy, one of his fingers going to your pulsing clit. The muscles in your body clenched. You were feeling everything on such a deep level, the core of your being ready to respond.

Before you could adjust to this new level of stimulation, he was giving you another burst. And it took you a little longer to recover from this.

It felt like there was fire coursing through your veins when he began to work his finger on your clitoris. He slowly dragged his finger up-and-down against it, prompting you to see stars behind your eyelids.

He set into an easy pacing with how he rubbed your clit, steadily adding to the ecstatic arousal. You started to match his motion, rocking your hips back-and-forth. This allowed you to secure more pressure on your clitoral hood, a perfect crescendo that signified the end of each swing. He didn’t tell you to stop, seemingly finding nothing about your current movements to correct and you took this as permission to concentrate on your continued effort.

The vibrations changed, but he wasn’t unleashing more bursts upon you. This time he had activated one of the patterns, the strength of the pulsations rose-and-fell in a way that felt very gentle after so many jolts from the burst option. It didn’t urge you into a rushed new pace, you could still enjoy each rock of your hips.

He worked your clit with continuous circles, inviting in more hot excitement. Was he applying more pressure, or were you just getting more, irreparably sensitive?

“Have I mentioned that I fucking love my tail, Daddy?” You said, your words somewhat muffled as you kept your face buried in the pillow.

“Aw, I’m really happy to hear that.” He said. “You’ve more than earned this gift.”

He increased the plug’s strength, making the programmed peaks feel all the more significant. There wasn’t any chance of you successfully hiding your neediness from him. Your thrusts lost their smoothness as more of your composure trickled away. You just wanted more, more of that enticing tension.

You let out a happy whine as you felt yourself reaching the spectacular edge. There were more stars in your vision now. You jutted your hips forward faster as the vibrators pulsations encouraged you deeper into the pleasure, which was getting to fever pitch.

“Uh, uh, unf…”  Your whimpers accompanied your reckless rutting as you started to get lost in these truly overwhelming sensations.

His rubbing on your clitoris became vigorous, making sure you didn’t know even a fraction of a second of peace. “Come for Daddy, come for your Daddy, right now.”

“Yea-yes…” You rasped as you twitched and trembled through your next series of thrusts.

“Come for Daddy.”

His words seemed to echo in your head as you surrendered into the intense rush. The tension snapped and you disappeared into your climax.

You thought it was the ideal time to quit and find your way back to calm. But you soon realised that he had different plans.

He didn’t extract the toy from your hole as you began lying down in a more natural position. He turned the neverending pattern off, but this was swiftly followed by an activation of the burst mode. You gave a little cry, but beyond that you were unable to respond - you certainly didn’t have any words to share.

He wasn’t speaking either. But you attempted to stay mentally aware of where he was - trying to predict moves he may not have decided on yet.

More bursts came from the plug, shooting intimidating aftershocks through you. You didn’t know how much time passed between them. You remained constantly startled by them, you were positioned on very shaky ground, he had expertly weakened you.

“Good girl.” He said in the warmest of tones.

You got some much needed air back into your lungs. As you were taking more deep breaths, you recognised that you had been in a noticeable break from the exciting bursts. With coherent thoughts coming together now, you started to wonder if he had stopped playing with the app. You kept just taking in deep breaths for the moment.

Feeling a fraction of your strength returning, you began by opening your eyes. You slowly lifted your head, seeing that he was at your side, close enough to easily touch. You checked his hands, relieved to find a lack of phone in his grasp.

Now it was time to quit.

Your body felt very tender (as if you had just pushed through a yoga class too advanced for you). You savoured lying still. You let your eyes shut, feeling the occasional twitch and tremble in each of your holes - but you were getting closer to calm.

“How do you feel?” He asked, giving you a respectful amount of space as you moved into recovery.

“You mean: how’s my ass?” You responded, winning a smile from him.

“Amongst other things, yes.” He said. “Would it be okay if I took the plug out, or are you feeling too sensitive to have it touched?”

“Could you take it out?” You requested.

“Of course. Keep taking deep breaths for me, babygirl.” He said, easing in closer to you. “While I’m doing that, you can take a look at your menu.”

“I don’t need it.” You said before he could reach for the homemade pamphlet. “I already know what I want.”

“Oh, well please tell me all about it.”

He worked as carefully as possible, but your overly-sensitive hole was aware of each slight movement. You bit into your lower lip as a keen heat remained below your waist.

“I want cuddles.” You said. “And more words of praise.” You let out a shaky breath as all of the pressure finally left your hole.

“I’ll give you hours of praise.” He said.

“And could we watch TV? I’ve been saving up the new episodes of Futurama to watch with you.” You said, looking at him from your lower, reclined position.

“Cartoons and cuddling with the best girl in the whole world- that’s a reward for me, too.” He said. “Just let me put this aside in the bathroom. I’ll get to cleaning it, later.”

He had the tail in hand as he got up, leaving the room. You didn’t have the energy to rush into a new position, taking each movement one at a time. As you laid on your back, you gave a slight adjustment to how the kitten mask was resting against your face. You weren’t willing to take it off yourself.

He took a little longer coming back into the room than you had expected. You got the television turned on, the right episode queued up.

“I wanted juice.” He said as he returned. “So I got you a glass, too.”

“Thanks.” You said, sitting up straighter.

He placed both cups down as he joined you on the bed. “You don’t have to keep the mask on. If you want to, but I won’t make you.”

“Okay.” You said reaching for the knot at the back of your head.

Seemingly he forgot about his thirst, watching you with interest in your every move. There was a smile on his face, making you wonder what he was thinking.

“You really just thrived in that scene, huh?” He asked. “You totally got into character and you did it more perfectly than I could have imagined. And I’m not just saying this because you asked for praise. I’m saying this because you amaze me. You’re so fantastic at being a submissive and you make it so much fun to play, it makes me wanna play with you more, so much fucking more.” His tone changed, perhaps in response to what he saw on your face. “But not right now. We’re gonna rest right now.”

You accepted the cup that he handed you, “How come you hesitated?”

He furrowed his brow. “I hesitated?”

“Yeah, earlier. I asked if I looked owned and you didn’t answer straight away. You answered and I liked the answer, but… did you not like the question? We don’t have to use that term…”

He smiled, tucking his legs in under the blanket. “No, I have no issues with saying you’re owned. I had to hesitate because I had heard you wrong, and I thought…” He trailed off, needing a moment to just laugh. “I thought you had said pwned.”

“Pwned?” You repeated, doing your best to not mangle the old-school term. He nodded, unable to speak because he had resumed laughing. “Why the fuck would I say pwned?”

He shrugged, his laughter not completely under control. “I have no idea. That’s why I hesitated because I was trying to figure it out, trying and failing.”

You smiled as you shook your head. “But seriously, why would I ever say that?”

“I don’t know, I was very confused.” He said.

“Am I a chronically online gamer from the late 2000’s?” You asked.

“You can’t blame me for being confused, all of my blood was going to my dick, not my brain.”

You let out an overdramatic groan. “Ugh, that’s your excuse for everything.”

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OBEY ME REDESIGN/AU? KINDA? -PART 2-

Art -> Part 2 -Lucifer- (Art at the end)

Here's part 1 - (RAD fonctionnement rewrite + satan's character sheet) read this first for context please !

Hello (again)! My name is Onyx and I'm an artist with too much free time and a lack of sense of priority which unables me to draw important stuff for my personal projects and makes me create or redesign silly little characters instead :)

Today, I wanted to explain how I view devildom's hierarchy and what makes certain demons more ''powerful'' than others

START OF MY RAMBLING !

First of all, in this rewrite, the royal family is still the head of the devildom. They own and control the lands as well as assure the demons living there's well being, but it's not a monarchy, as in, they don't have the power to do anything they want.

When the og! game's MC arrives, Diavolo and his father are the only royal's left (even tho daddy's too busy sleeping to care about his kingdom and his son)

But the fact that they own the kingdom does not mean that they're the strongest demons there, in fact there's several demons that could be a big threat for them, which is why sharing the powers that come with being the ''main'' ruler is very important to the royal family as it ''protects'' them from harm (it's like a political agreement, don't ask me how it exactly works I'm far from being an expert. I'm just a little dude with a lot of imagination.)

Basically, here's a little chart to explain how power is distributed (the main things, not everything) (from most to least powerful):

1)

The devildom's king is sleeping so Diavolo temporarily has his powers as well as his duties

Privileges:

-Can use the devildom's funds for whatever he thinks is a good thing for the kingdom/demons, for example, the RAD (BUT: at least half of the dukes have to agree with the project for it to happen)

-The devildom's inhabitants technically have to follow his every orders ( Some exceptions can apply)

Obligations:

-Ensure the citizen's safety and wellbeing

-Organise all of the devildom's celebrations/events

- If there's a war or a conflict, has to ensure the citizens safety but doesn't control the devildom's army himself (He can give orders but someone else decides if the army will follow him or not, the army is only obligated to protect the citizens, they decide if they attack or not basically)

2)

The dukes : they each control a part of the devildom's economy and use it in one sector each (i don't want to decide how many they are but like, there's one that ensure the food stocks, one for the healthcare, one for the entertainment... That kind of things)

As previously stated, if Diavolo starts a big project thats going to cost a lot, they'll have a meeting to talk about it and vote if they agree or not, Diavolo has to get at least half of them to agree to actually start the project

3)

The avatars (our babygirls)

Each of them basically controls one of the ring of hell according to their sin (the lowest ring is Belphie's, the reborn demons have to got through all of them to get to the devildom, see it at climbing a big moutain of suffering before getting to the long waited rest)

Also demons that commit a crime (or multiple) can go back to the rings as punishment, starting at a different height depending on the intensity of the crime

In extreme cases, some demons are doomed to stay there forever

4)

The army (Levi plays a big part in there but we'll talk about it when I'll redesign him)

5)

The newspaper club (surprising, I know, but they're actually so infuencial that they became extremely powerful)

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Now, as for the demons themselves, they're different kinds of demons! (Mainly 3)

1) The reborns are the least ''threatening'' kind : they're basically humans/demons that passed and came back because of their sins, they all go to RAD at least the first time they're reborn so they technically all know about ''regular'' magic but its extremely rare that they get a connection to an element. They usually then get assigned to a job and have to work until they pass (which is usually a long time)

2)Then we have the hellborns, they're regular demons but that were created and born in the devildom. Same as the reborns, they go to RAD, then they can either start a working life or stay at the academy for as long as they'd like. As they didn't ask to be born here and technically did nothing wrong, they have full freedom over their life and aren't assigned to a specific job or anything (they still have to follow the rules and are punished if they do bad things)

3)And finally, we have the fallen angels! Even tho it's extremely rare for an angel to fall, it still happens and the brothers aren't the only one. They also have to go to RAD to learn the devildom's ways even tho they already know ''regular'' magic. It's extremely rare that they DON'T have a connection to an element. They don't have to go through the rings of hell since falling from heaven is already a huge punishment.

END OF RAMBLING, THANK YOU FOR READING Y'ALL ARE AMAZING <3

As for the redesign.... here's Lucifer!!

I know, I know, I took a lot of liberties and it's difficult to see him as the same character as the og!Lucifer, but hear me out:

WHY. IS. HE. RED. IN. THE. FIRST. PLACE.

Because red is a ''menacing'' color?? Why does he have red eyes to begin with, he's an angel!!? They all have designs more or less related to their sin BUT PRIDE IS IN BLUE??? AND EVEN IF IT WAS BECAUSE HE DENIES THE FACT THAT HE'S A SINNER, RED ISN'T BLUE'S OPPOSITE!!!!!

I'm okay.

BUT WHY.

Anyways <3

ABOUT THIS REDESIGN

As stated on the drawing, Lucifer is bound to light and wind, although his connection to wind is pretty recent and is due to him refusing to use his fire powers since the fall. His connection with fire was becoming so thin that another element connected itself to him : wind. So he's basically one of the first person in the three world bound to more than two elements, even if he refuses to use one of them.

As for ''regular'' magic, he's especially skilled at counterspells and unbinding curses/hexes (probably mainly due to his siblings's fuckery) but also excels at most types of offensive spells.

He also makes sure to always wear blue in public but rarely wears it in private, I think that wearing blue reminds him of his duties and image as an avatar and that not wearing it makes him feel way more comfortable (that's why he doesn't in the comfort of his house or with his close friends)

ALRIGHT that's it for today, tysm for reading, I hope my rambling was enjoyable to you ;)

But before leaving, shoul I call the player ''MC'' or is it okay for me to use my own name (I don't want to break your immersion) (Said name would be Onyx)

Much love!

[crystlizabeth]

Will we get a pt 2 of Cowboy Cassanova? 🥹

Cold without you…

Phillip Graves x Blackfem!Shepard!reader

Warnings: angsty, cursing, self neglect, arguing, age gap(24&32), fluffy. Again not proofread.

Summary: months later winter seemed colder and now sad what used to be your favorite time of year was now your most dreaded. But everybody gets surprises during the holidays.

P.1 cowboy Casanova

You were so angry with him, you wanted nothing more than to scream and cry. Your father tore him away so fast just as you had him so close. How could he seek to hurt you so much your own father, he watched you fall apart and he knew it was because of his doing. He did it wanting to keep his little girl from heartbreak but he was the one that broke it he knew that as soon as you arrived back to your family home. Still in your outfit from the night your tear stained face and bloody red eyes, your broken tone.

You cried and cried to him pushing him away when he came up to comfort you acting stupid as if you didn’t know, yelling all he could say it was for your own good. That Graves isn’t a man to be involved with let alone he was ‘to old for you’. That you needed to accept this and theres so many people in the world for you that school should be your main priority not some man who was taking advantage of you. He made you seem so naive and he knew better he knew that you know what you wanted what situations you got yourself in and that if he really was taking advantage of you, you would have sure as hell known.

Right there was when he knew he lost is babygirl. That he broke her heart into a million pieces not Phillip. Him. He watched as you wailed into your mothers arm mumbling out to him ‘how could you..’, ‘why would you do that..’ and ‘im not your little girl anymore.’ . Your mother comforting you not knowing the full situation but knew her husband had fucked up bad.

Now it was December you where back in Texas from school. The southern winter was different, it used to be your favorite the memories of playing in the snow with your siblings staying home from school and Christmas. But you had a feeling Christmas was going to be different, quite even.. the streets covered in inches of snow the night colorful lights on the trees and buildings around it as the snow fell from the sky. Eventually your older brother picked you up from the airport to take to home.

“You ready to go, see dad?” Caleb asked, the sound of his daughters in the background talking to one another singing the carols that came from the radio.

You sighed softly looking away from the window to face him, the street lights shiny on his face sometimes you forget how easily he lost his color in the winter his freckles becoming lighter his hair short the curls still noticeable. “Not exactly who I want to see.. but everyone is home right now so I don’t just have to see his face.” You laughed lightly knowing all of your siblings were gonna be there.

He hummed in response. There was the silence everyone knew what you dad pulled and why you were so mad at him even after the months passed.

“You know sis, you do look I dont know— good I guess?” He said quietly.

You pressed your lips together. “Im fine just school is hectic.. just be a break..” you mumbled looking down checking your phone.

“Has he tried getting in contact with you.. I gave him you new number.” Caleb said.

Oh? You faced him your eyebrows frowned, “no.. no he hasn’t has he said he’s going to..?” You asked.

Your brother shook his head unsure “I don’t know but he ask about ya, specially since I bring you up near him iv been tryin’..” he spoke.

Phillips been asking about you. But he hasn’t even reached out knowing that you wouldn’t hesitate to pick up the phone, well how could he? You’ve been away for collage and he had been deployed.

“ I have to be honest, your face looks sickly thinner, and you just don’t seem like you..” Caleb spoke.

Winter could be rough sometimes but you had been falling apart just a soon as the wether started to get colder. You had more than enough people around you that gave you comfort and all the love you needed yet it was still so cold without him. This was about the time Phillip and yoh started messing around talking more, going out, eventually sleeping together to him coming to your family’s Christmas party. Spending the new year together and soon enough becoming a couple. But now he wasn’t with you anymore, you never hated the cold as much as you did right now the Christmas light that’s hung from the houses and the music that played it made you want to cry and curl up in a ball.

Upon arriving to your family home the big white farm house decorated, walking in you were welcomed by everyone your sisters and other brother. Your mother happily taking you into a hug kissing your face, then your father he smiled lightly at you hoping to maybe get a hug maybe even a hello but you just nodded at him giving him a half smile.

“I know mama but I’m tierd and have a raging headache.” You spoke to your mother as she tried getting you to get some food, saying the same as your brother that you looked sickly and food was what you needed. She soon gave up letting you escape to your room for the rest of the night.

Opening your doors it looked the same besides the white Christmas lights hung around your room giving it a little bit of light, but in your bed laid a small present and letter with a note on top of it ‘made sure your daddy didn’t get to it - love mama’. Made sure he didn’t get to it? Putting the note to the side you took off your big jacket hanging it on your closed door along with your boots.

Walking up to it it was a small gift wrapped up in sparkly blue paper with a gold ribbon. There was a letter under it so you opened that first it read.

“With you I was so warm you were the source of my warmth and just as I knew it you were gone. It got so cold, did it for you? I have so much I was to ask and tell you I know, everything reminds me of you I find you in every small thing. But this was my favorite, something that reminded me you were my warmth my Sun. So every time you feel cold remember this gift. Merry Christmas My dear.

-Lip”

You read through the note the small tears falling off your face onto the paper, you analyzed his cursive written so delicately. Slowly placing the letter down you grabbed the box unwrapping it slowly, you wanted to savor this moment. The blue paper tarring off revealing a little velvet box, opening it your eyes met a gold necklace. The necklace having a sun on it.

Pulling the necklace up you pulled its cushion revealing another small note.

“may you shine brighter than the sun ever could.”

Oh Phillip.. the way he could break your heart all over again. You brought the necklace up to your mouth your lips pressing a kiss against the cold material. You sat there for a moment trying to pull yourself together soon enough being able to get up and put the letter and not on your night stand with the box, you had put the necklace on it sitting a little past your collar bone.

For the next week that’s all you could think about, you sat wondering if he was in the country maybe you could get into some sort of contact with him. Your brother was your only option to go to, but you didn’t exactly know how to approach him you weren’t sure if Caleb had Phillips number. But it never hurt to ask right?

Pulling your brother to the side you asked. “Do you have Phillips number? Email? Anything Caleb please.” You pleaded.

He looked at you, you could sense the light feeling of worry, “I don’t..” he spoke. You groaned out in frustration knowing he had changed his number as well but you never thought of getting Phillips email.

“But I do know he’s home.” Caleb said holding his daughter.

He haven’t moved, you mentally screamed at yourself of course he hadn’t moved and you knew where to find him. Was is risky yeah but he definitely couldn’t come here. After hours of mentally preparing yourself you grabbed the two notes along with an old box that held more letters that you had written and he had written. you borrowed your sisters keys walking out the door. The drive seemed so dreadfully long you began to think maybe you should go back doing this all you would be doing is causing more problems. But you couldn’t let the thought of your fathers disapproval hold you back anymore. You were grow and able to make your own decisions either is be physically or mentally, your love life had both to do with your father. But as of now you risked throwing away your relationship with your father for a man. A man that treated you so gently, a man who even spent months away still communicated so damn well, a man who made sure you stayed focused on the things you wanted to do, a man that loved every inch of you and could handle your mood swings. Maybe it would all be worth it in the end, maybe your father would turn out to be right to remove him from your life that was a risk you were willing to take.

Glancing over at the clock it was almost 10 when you pulled you to his gate. His property was covered in snow a path way could been seen of his truck coming in and out, you could see the light in his house but there were no Christmas decorations on display. Opening the door the cold air hit you as you opened the gate quickly getting back in the car driving up next to the his GMC.

Taking one more deep breath you turned off the car. Getting out walking up his porch, the sound of the dogs barking made you smile light you finally heard his voice telling them to quiet down and ushering them into the side room. His footsteps quickly came back the sound of the locks of the door being unlocked.

His face soften as soon as his eyes meet yours, silence not a word. The cold December air blowing but it didn’t seem as bad as before, it wasn’t freezing. His blue eyes looked over you gently taking you in his hand reaching out he pulled you inside quickly closing the door behind you. He’s hand didn’t leave your arm, he just continued to look at you he looks as if this was his breaking point that he had been just a cold with out you.

“You can’t be here..” he whispered, his brows frowned.

You stood there looking at him with big eyes that if you were to look away he would disappear. “I got you gift Lip…” you said quietly watching his face closely looking for any signs he didn’t want you here. But there wasn’t anything.

“Surprised your dad didn’t get to it first…”

“My mom did, she put it on my bed.” You reassured.

You saw the corner of his lips rise a bit. His hand didn’t leave your arm you felt his thumb start rubbing against your sleeve lightly. Neither of you needed to speak as of now just needed this to be in each others space, the comfort of each other was all you needed.

You felt his warm hand touch you, the coldness that covered your face absorbing his warmth. “You’re not taking care of yourself are you..?” He asked his eyes running over your features.

He could saw how full you’d become you didn’t have that glow he saw you with last, the bags under your eyes still noticed under your makeup. He could tell your habits of self care had changed, he let his other hand leave your arm touching your face. He was so gentle with you his calloused hand held your face close, you wanted nothing but to pull him in and feel his lips on yours but you controlled yourself just letting the moment pass.

“Lip..” you spoke softly.

He hummed, “Do you think we can try again-” you said he quickly gave you a look.

“You know what your dad-”

“No, no I don’t care what he thinks I will make sure you keep your rank. I’m old enough to make my own decisions especially when it come to my love life. Phillip your all I want, I mean that I can’t see myself with anyone else we both know this would happen me right back on your front step.” You said your hand laying on top his forearm.

He knew you where right he’ll you both said I love you when he left. He knew sending you a gift would bring you right back to him, shit if he could have done it the other way around he would’ve been on your front step as soon as you got back from college. Little did you know he had fallen apart just as much as you, but he managed it differently. You both knew that being with each other right now was enough to build that warmth once again.

Five months that’s how long you both went without eachother, but it wasn’t the same no letters, no calls nothing. And you where right your father had no reason to control your love life, and Phillip knew how much you meant to Shepherd he wouldn’t let his little girl leave compromise was something he could work with.

His lips came close to yours, your lips quivering just to feel the touch of his chapped lips. He waited ther watching you hold back from kissing you “Are you sure?”

You nodded, “No darlin’ I need you to use your words..” he whispered his hot breath hitting your lips making you lick them slightly.

“Yes, Im sure.”

That was all he needed to hear his lips touching yours softly letting himself sink into your kiss, you put the box to the side letting your hand wrap around his neck him adjusting moving his hands dow to your waist holding you in a tight embrace as you both kissed. God did you miss his taste, the strong coffee and whisky always seemed to linger on his lips such a different combination but so addicting.

To put it simply you didn’t go home that night.

His arm wrapped around you as you laid on his chest. For once you were warm again, warm with him. But the peace has to me distrusted at some point, you phone buzzed again groaning you realized you still have your sisters car your location is off and you’ve been gone all night.

Quickly getting up you rushed over to your sweat pants grabbing your phone out of the. ‘23 missed called Mama’, ‘16 messages Nessa’ and ‘54 missed calls Daddy’. Shit..

For all they knew you where dead. “Whats wrong Darlin’?” You heard lips voice say.

“Nobody knows where I’m at.” You spoke sending a text to your mother and Sister quickly.

“You didn’t tell them where you were goin’? What bout nes?” He asked sitting up.

You shook your head wiping your eyes putting your phone upside down on his dresser giving your full attention back to you.

Through out the morning you both caught up, the two of you catching up. So much had happen in the last five months you opens up about your mental health throughout it and the downfall of your and your fathers relationship that you had turned 24 and lived in campus now your apartment from before empty and most of that stuff in a storage unit and at home. Also That you even made a attempt to move on failing horribly, he admitted the same that he couldn’t find a smile that lit him up. That he was going down mentally as well this made you two realize that maybe you two were co dependent on each other but also just heart broken.

“What do you plan on telling your father?” Phillip spoke sipping on his coffee his hand on the small of your back.

“Well he’s not gonna like what I have to say honestly but I could careless and I plan on taking you if that alright?” You explained picking at your breakfast.

He hummed “ I wont get shot on sight right?” He half joked.

You slapped the back of your hand to his chest playfully. “Shut up. Plus mama keeps them locked away when we have guests because she has curious grandbaby’s for their safety and now yours.” You smiled at him kissing his cheek softly.

“Let do this yeah?” He said giving you a reassuring smile.

“Yeah, as long as your with me.” You said softly your voice slightly shaky.

“Always.”

You both had driven separately him following behind you, he did the same while walking into your family home stayed behind you as you gave your keys back to your sister. Nessa giving you a look as she saw the man, your mother shaking her head slightly “he’s in his study upstairs.” She said he face turning to Phillip giving him a sympathetic smile. She knew all hell was about the break loose.

Walking into your fathers study he saw you the relived happy look quickly changing.

“What is-”

“He’s here because I asked him to, because I went to go see him after 5 months of no contact.” You said cutting your father off.

He stood up going to say something but you quickly spoke before him.

“Sit down. —For a man who raised me to be independent you hind me back. It was never him, or me is was you. Because your scared to lose me and if you couldn’t tell when you told him to leave me I lost all sorts of respect for you you lost me right then and there.” You said, you heart racing.

“I want to make this clear i really do dad. I am 24 years old, one of the highest and hardest worker in my classes and through out the years. I have done everything to please you and when I finally have something of my own you take it from me. You— you threaten his rank a rank he’s spent years to get to something that means so fucking much to him I made sure he picked that because if I didn’t he would have dropped that job turned in his rank and gone home to me. But you couldn’t come to that fact that I a grown woman had found someone I loved I’m not naïve dad.” You spoke sternly you didn’t want to cry but god was your heart beating out of your chest.

“I need you to understand that if you want to continue to see me you will treat him with respect in and out of the base. You will not make any remarks about my relationship about him you will keep your negative opinions to yourself because you are the only one that has a problem. And if you don’t I will leave, I’ll keep in contact with mom but I will not. I will not fucking speak to you do you understand.” You spoke looking into your fathers eyes.

His brows frowned but he nodded “I understand.” He spoke softly.

“I really hope you do..” because if he didn’t you wouldn’t talk to him maybe ever and that hurt you. But he can’t control you and you had to make that clear.

You walked around his desk hugging him your fathers arms holding you tightly. Even if you were a daddy’s girl he was the only man that had broke your heart, and that’s what hurt the most. He knew how bad he had hurt you yet didn’t regret what he did but now he had to come to terms with it, you weren’t his babygirl anymore.

But that you were Phillip Graves, that man would hold your heart gently never seeking to break it.

Winter wasn’t sad anymore, yet the joy had come back to it. Spending the remainder of Christmas break with Phillip and your family, everyone officially meeting him as your boyfriend. You had your glow back, crazy how one person can bring you back so quickly. There was no thought of him leaving again he wanted to down every last moment with you, and he planned on it. The winter once again had become your favorite.

And you weren’t cold without him anymore.

Soo here’s part two I know it’s not alottt of Phillip and reader but I wanted it to be dramatic and I love a Christmas/winter themed fic!

[impala124]

Notes on See your love (Ep 1-2)

Now that First note of love finished airing, I thought that meant a Taiwanese bl drought for a while. But hold and behold, See your love started airing, and let me tell y'all, I'm hooked.

And you're telling me we could get lesbians??!!! Sign me up.

He is such a babygirl who deserves to be protected and taken care of at all times.

Luckily, he has a strong, capable man with big hands to take care of him round the clock.

Yes, to be babygirled by you!!

All the work/mafia stuff is not his priority, he wants the money to work for him and not to work for money. Life goals!!!

I love how Sean's tone doesn't change after he becomes aware of Shaopeng's deafness. He just wants to know how to communicate with him. Maybe it's just me settling for crumbs here, but I really appreciated that.

I love Shaopeng's family and them serving him his favourite steamed eggs to cheer him up after the disastrous job interview was so sweet.

Nothing bad should ever happen to her. Let's not go down that road now, alright?

I can smell a dysfunctional sibling dynamic from a mile. Hmm, delicious.

Sean joins the list of Taiwanese boys who are clearly meant to be house husbands. Fan Zherui from Kiseki: Dear to me and Gao Shi De from We best love are waiting for him in the corner with snacks.

[empty-blog-for-lurking]

Umm the usual assortment of lance allura and kuron for that ask thingy <33(can be all three or just one if you dont feel like it!!!) scurries away

Thank you for asking bestie ❤❤❤. Ngl my brain is baked these days so I'll be only one this time

Kuron-

three facts about them from my personal headcanons-

Huge ass nerd. Especially about classic lit but he's also this pic about it-

2. Enters 'Shiro look-a-like Cosplay' competition specifically to do the Worst Most Awful impression of Shiro, he also got the scar on the wrong side through makeup (its a coping mechanism leave him alone) If he and Shiro had a better relationship (and Shiro stopped being a bitch about the clone thing) they both would enter that competition and Kuron will win while Shiro will get last and Kuron doesn't know whether to laugh or cry or curl up in a corner and die

3. Fighting for his life anytime he gets a headache or a migraine. Constantly swinging between "it's just a headache! Haggar's dead! It's just a headache! Haggar's dead! It's just-" And "I am going to die"

a reason they suck-

Babygirl I know you are going Through it but you got to stop going behind your teams back and yell at them, Lotor was so not worth it.

Also is just so focused on being The Leader he forgot being Team Member

a reason they are great-

He's just trying so much???!?! Like he is doomed no matter what happened and he didn't even know it but he was still trying his best and he fought and tried to survive till his very last breath 🥺🥺🥺🥺 my boy he deserved better

a reason I relate to them-

I kinda don't? Relatability of a character isn't really my priority as much as studying them in a microscope is. If I had to I guess our tendency to not communicate well and be a bit snappish when stressed? The feeling of not being in control about anything in your life? Otherwise I can't think of any

(what I consider to be) the top tier otp/ot3 for that character-

I still think about toxic yaoi Kuron/Lotor that would never work and destroy them both btw if you even care

But also like screw romance give him as many friends as he wants

five things that never happened to that character that I believe should have happened-

Him getting to live

Him getting to live as his own person

Him getting to live as his own person in his own body

Him getting to live as his own person in his own body and not treated as Evil Shiro clone but a friend

Shiro fucking apologises to him (I know there are others who have done far FAR worse things to Kuron and Shiro has his own trauma and I like Shiro! But also listening to him being mean to my son no. 1 WHILE being mean about my tragic son no. 2 and all I could think of was, "Shut the fuck up forever actually bitch")

five people that character never fell in love with and why-

Again do I really have to answer this one?? Like can't we ignore all shipping fandom? Ugh fine

Haggar (for obvious reasons)

Zarkon (stated as above and in fact these two can be interchanged)

Sendak (sure Kuron hasn't actually met Sendak but he does have Shiro's memories and he sucks in all of them)

Iverson (because fuck him)

Slav (I don't hate Slav but I have to agree with people when they say that Slav and Shiro trigger each other's anxieties and trauma and this applies to Kuron as well)

[iamnot-theboynextdoor]

OFMD EP3 REACTION

we open with zheng's crew raiding a ship

"who's the captain" "he calls himself the soul reaper" "i'm not calling him that" zheng is great

WHAT IS UP WITH ALL THE SUICIDE STUFF

"you've bested me" camera pans to stede and olu

"culturally, this must be very hard for you... but your last act on this planet WILL be surrendering to a woman" ZHENG IS GREAT. and the Very Confused expression on bartholemew's face like

stede's job is to ferry the champagne dslghskjgs

zheng chilling out and having a nice charcuterie board with the guy she's raiding... have i mentioned that she's the best because she's the best

zheng practically twirling her hair going "omg noooo forget it it's just a crazy idea aha....." she's a fucking genius. you work for her now, idiot

"that's what i always say! olu, don't i say that?" "no" olu's not havin it

zheng "this is a 'join me or die' situation" zheng's not havin it

STEDE PUT DOWN THE ABACUS THERE HAVE BEEN ENOUGH ABACUS CASUALTIES

oh fuck first mate aunty's seen the revenge

stede's running out the room

ooh the revenge is fucked. anyone who isn't a named character is probably dead

STEDE HURLS HIMSELF FUCKING OVERBOARD WITHOUT HESITATION GOOD LORD

he has a one track mind and all the stations are labeled "ed <3"

he fucking bellyflopped into the ocean i am begging him to grow a single brain cell

it plays the music that ed and stede kissed to... and then stede gets onboard the ruined ship with nobody there and it goes silent... i am eating my desk

there's blood streaks all over the walls, stede's portrait has daggers in it

the crew are eating a seagull

fucking scene from a horror movie right there

IT IS JUST THE FIVE OF THEM SGSKJGHSFJG

"where's ed?" "there's no good way to say this, stede, but we-" "OH IS THIS STEDE" archie i love you but please

"just thought you'd be taller, y'know, muscly, charismatic-" "why are you saying that" "...this is good soup" ARCHIE BABYGIRL

"bonnet! good to see you" izzy positively DRIPPING with stank. if we thought lucius hated stede, we ain't seen nothing yet

"frenchie, where is ed?" oh god he knows frenchie's so shit at lying "...he retired" to where, Pirate Heaven? well. Pirate Hell considering what he's been doing

everyone nodding at that, even izzy. i can't believe izzy wants to fucking spare stede's feelings

"you just wanna keep the soft one happy" LET ZHENG HAVE A GUYWIFE!!!

izzy saying HE stabbed stede's portrait and being remarkably unconvincing

and here we go with ed in purgatory!

edward teach, died on a beach

i know who this is i've seen the spoilers it's a vision of hornigold. the question is how much am i going to hate him

he's got a pet pig named ruthie so unfortunately that is a point in his favour. god damn it. let me hate someone

hornigold's got this ghostly reverb on his voice and i think he's wearing a sail as a coat? it looks cool

HE LOOKS LIKE IF MY GRANDPA WAS EVIL

"open up for the cargo ship" ...i already know people are gonna be weirdly horny about hornigold. i don't like it.

"LAST TIME I SAW YOU YOU SAID YOU WERE GONNA FLAY MY SKIN AND FEED IT BACK TO ME" "yeah alright alright that was messed up i'm sorry. i was in a bad place back then... too much on the rhino horn" oh god ed's become him. is there generational trauma but for pirates. captaining trauma?

aunty please don't scare fang he is a delicate flower and he has been through enough

JIM AND OLU!!!!

"eu-caly-ptus-es. eu-ca-lump-tus" i'm never gonna say eucalyptus the same way again thank u olu

(shoulder bump) "i missed you" AWWWW "i kissed someone" OH FUCK RIGHT AWAY

they are still so fucking cute!!!!! zheng/olu/jim/archie endgame!!!

"i saw her boobs" "oh ok" "both of them" "ok that's enough" SLKFHSDGKJSHKG

stede's back on the ruined revenge STOP PLAYING THE KISS MUSIC I'M GOING INSANE

montage of stede retrieving all of ed's daggers

aaaaand izzy's there

"we just redecorated" "i don't mind actually i think the knives really help bring the place together" stede's priorities are 1) ed 2) being a bitch to izzy

"he was either gonna watch the world burn or die trying, so which is it?" STEDE KNOWS

"he was a wild dog and we dealt with him like one!" "you sent him to doggie heaven." GODDDDDD

"no. i could never do that. we deserted him on a beach, left nature to do the rest, more than he would've done for us" but it's a dream, so izzy is a lying liar who lies. to protect STEDE

"you and me did this to him, and we cannot let this crew suffer any more for our mistakes" if you told me last week that this line would come up in a conversation between stede and izzy, i would not fucking believe you when you told me who said it

"bet you're wondering how i ended up here" "nope" ed's just standing there like a five year old following their parent around

"you're worried you're insane" "yeah a little bit" YEAH SO AM I ED

SOUP AGAIN

SOUP HEALS EVERYTHING

"ed can be quite troubled" "girl, how ARE you" thank you zheng. how else do you respond to the #1 ed apologist

pirates do not know how to handle break-ups without having a little massacre as a treat huh

aunty has found Something!

"i thought about opening an inn" BLACKBEARD'S BAR AND GRILL AND FISHING EQUIPMENT AND GIFT SHOP ENDGAME PLEASE

and now ed and hornigold are play-acting it out

JEFF'S INN BY THE SEA okay WHY is ed's fake name always jeff. is that a tragic backstory too lmao

ed's little leaf for a pin

he really is just a little kid playing with his dadptain who really does not want to be playing with a five year old

"why are you being a dick" "i'm not being a dick, you're gonna have to deal with customers like that" this is unfortunately true

THAT POST ABOUT STEDE BEING GOOD AT FRONT OF HOUSE AND ED BEING GOOD AT BACK OF HOUSE. ENDGAME ENDGAME ENDGAME

"grown man covered in tattoos? with daddy issues?" hornigold woke up and chose violence

"i never told anyone about that" "but you did. and he left you" hornigold isn't just hornigold or a stand-in for ed's dad. he's all of ed's inner demons. welcome to purgatory bay bee

"and it all boils down to this: you're afraid you're unlovable" aaaaaaaaaand ed has snapped hornigold's neck. but he's not real so he's fine probably

yeah he sat up

"you can't kill me, eddie" montage of ed killing him over and over

man if eddie was hornigold's nickname for ed, izzy calling him eddie has a whole new context

OH FUCK AUNTY FOUND ED'S BODY IN THE HOLD

stede's face

frenchie leaning his head against izzy in the brig....

"go on, bonnet, give me your worst" and stede can't even say anything. and izzy's crying. and i'm crying.

pirate purgatory bay bee

is this a "ed can go back, but only if he chooses to" thing? with ED'S suicidal ideation? i know he does but let's see how they resolve it

"you're talking about purgatory" "no, what's that?" hornigold calling me out personally???

"what do you like about life?" "okay, warmth. good food. intercourse. orgasms." IS THIS FORESHADOWING HMMMMMM

cons: "i don't think anyone's waiting for me" i am rubbing my hands together babyboy you don't know how wrong you are

"pick up my fuckin' staff" dream hornigold is committed to being a wizard

olu trying to convince zheng not to execute izzy and co

BOAT-MANCE

"what is the status of that is it ongoing or?"

zheng: pro for killing jim is you will be single

"we're best friends. family." honestly no matter what form olu and jim's relationship takes i love them

"how would this execution affect-" (caresses olu's chest with her sword) "-us?" AAAAAAAAAAAA

honestly olu if you don't get with zheng. jim might. if they don't get executed

"what do you mean us?" "i was trying to seduce you" "oh" "was that not clear?" "no" i love how even the hyper-competent pirate queen is allowed to be a lil awkward

AND SHE'S KISSING OLU WELL WELL WELL

"towel service! ...it's chamomile!" it's CHLOROFORM BAY BEE

stede's organising a jailbreak!

"i never said [i had perfect aim]" "you said it today" lucius is not havin it

"the entire escape relies on this" this is the type of action movie hero shit that s1 pete would eat up. s2 pete, however, has at least a fraction of a brain cell and doesn't want to risk it. and you know what that is? growth.

FUCK YEAH ARCHIE

lucius ziplining across while going "ohgodohgodohgodohgod" big mood

"where's olu?" "go find him!" uh oh and jim's gonna walk in on him and zheng. they'd better join in or i'm rioting

HE'S SITTING ON HER DESK SWINGING HIS LITTLE FEETIES AS SHE KISSES HIM

"did you know about this?!" oh no she's gonna think he was playing her this whole time!!!

zheng runs out and jim runs in and olu is torn BUT HE TAKES JIM'S HAND

"set the sail!" stede there is barely half of a fucking sail

olu awkwardly waving at zheng and she's heartbroken oh god. she wasn't kidding when she said the timing was bad. now they've made a very dangerous enemy

izzy tries to THANK stede and stede just has a thousand yard, devastated stare and walks away

"you already made your choice" and ed suddenly has a very large rock tied to him oh god oh fuck

"i'm not me. i'm you. you brought me here." "why would i do that" gee i don't know ed maybe because you like torturing yourself

"so if you hate me and i'm you..." "...i hate myself" "bullseye! finally!" i'd say i feel sorry for ed but he did very much do all that shit

"...i'm not lovable" OKAY I AM NOT IMMUNE TO FEELING SORRY FOR ED

ed still needs someone else to pull the metaphorical trigger

only when stede goes down to the hold by himself does he allow himself to mourn

and there's ed in the ocean RUBBING MY HANDS TOGETHER

I'M CRYING

stede pulls the cover off ed's face and in the dream ed suddenly starts to struggle for air!!!!!

HIS FINGER'S TWITCHING

stede's crying i'm crying

god it's like a "come here" gesture i'm going insane and also crying

"I'M HERE!" AND THE ROPE FALLS OFF ED'S WAIST AND I HAVE TO PAUSE AND SOB LOUDLY!!!!!!

THE LITTLE MERSTEDE!!!!!!!

AND ED WAKES UP!!!!!!!

end credits sequence is just the sun shining through the water. i really thought it was gonna be ed sitting up and headbutting stede in the face

[bethhiraeth]

16, 20, 23 <3

HI REMI!! Thanks for the ask <3

16-If you could change anything in the show, what would you change?

well if I could change one thing about the world the characters live in it would be no Upside Down/monsters, so hopefully less trauma for them. However that would make a pretty boring show and there’s no guarantee that things (eg ships) would turn out the same so I guess not.

if we’re talking story line wise, I wish Mike and El had worked out in season 2/3 (or even 4) that they were better off as friends had had a mutual breakup. I just think it would have been so much better for their character growth over the last few seasons, not to mention avoiding the fucking monologue, which may have meant that Max would have lived and the gate would t have opened.

But my massive thing is that I really want Nancy to be in a relationship (or even not one!) that feels right. The stancy/jancy thing is seriously getting in my nerves at this point, and while I definitely prefer jancy over stancy, I just don’t think either of them are right for any parties involved. I’ve made a few posts about this.

So if I could change one thing about the show it would be that either Nancy doesn’t end up with anyone, or she ends up with Robin (I prefer the latter). Of course this is going on the assumption that she will end up with one of the guys, which I am fairly certain will happen.

Also going on the assumption that byler will be endgame, and that no characters have unsatisfying deaths in s5, because then that would be my number 1 priority.

20-What is the purest ship in the fandom?

this is a tricky one… I’m inclined to say byler because they give off such pure vibes. Also from what we see Dustin and Suzie are quite cute! Joyce and Hopper too- their love is just very soft and sweet in my opinion, so I think the constitutes pure:)

23-Unpopular character you love?

Nancy. She is probably at least in my top 3, if not my fav, I love her with all my heart, but I see so much hate for her and it makes me so upset! I get that she maybe is t the best big sister, but as the eldest daughter to a younger brother it makes me so mad when people put the responsibility of parenting a sibling on the eldest sibling, especially the daughter! She deserves better.

Also Mike. I admit that Mike Wheeler has done a lot of wrong, but I will always be his biggest apologist. I mean I want to strangle him whenever El or Will make that kicked puppy face, but in a “babygirl what the fuck is wrong with you <33” way. I also hate whenever his internalised homophobia and/or his neurodivergent coding are misconstrued as him being a bad person. So yeah. Justice for the Wheeler siblings, they get so much hate but I love them both sm <3

[sicito]

Daddy's Journal 020324

Previous journal entries: Daddy's journal 012724

February 1, 2024 Lake had text me early that morning to meet. I told her we could but got pulled into a quick conference call. I text soon as I was out. An hour went by. Then another. Then I went to lunch. By early afternoon still no word.

2024 will be my 7th year of banging Lake. Anyone following me long enough might remember. And for that reason, she has a long leash with a bloke. And just as well. I'd been thinking about Angel’s 😸 all morning and yesterday. Lake was priority...but Angel was where my lust was.  I liked how she let me run that kitty last time. So around 4pm I texted her. I barely put the phone down before she answered.

I told her I wanted to see her. She said she could but then tried to raise the price. We went back and forth for a half hour before we settled on our original amount. I jumped in the car and headed to the spot. Admittedly I was a little turned off. Lowkey wanted to cancel. I read somewhere girls get turned off when guys try to lowball or change the amount $$$. No different for Daddies. Changing and raising the price was the equivalent of a guy lowballing a woman. All that negotiating and pricing turn men off too.

I was still feeling some type of way when I pulled up to the hotel. It all changed 15 minutes later when I saw Angel walk into the room. I could feel the surge of passion in my loins as I watched that little body of hers. The little 5”1 Latina was wearing grey sweat pants, off white sport top that didn’t quite touch her tiny little waist and a navel piercing.  No makeup. Hair in a ponytail.  That negative energy quickly dissipated.

I went to the bathroom and dropped my pants so I can freshen up the boys. “Oh I wanted to tell you,” she said from the other room. “I’m going to Chicago this weekend. I’ll be gone for about 10 days.” I was like, “Glad I hit you up today. Maybe I can see you one more time before you leave. What day are you leaving?” “Probably Sunday,” she said.

I finished cleaning up and walked out. Angel was on the bed, naked with her legs tucked underneath. She looked like a present waiting to be unwrapped. Bartholomew jumped hard. She was kind of staring at it as we talked more about her upcoming trip.

I laid down on the bed. I wanted to see what that throat was like. She half climbed on top of me and started tonguing me down. I loved the Girlfriend experience. I was getting into it when she stopped and started kissing on my neck. Then worked here way down to my chest. Kissing on it and sucking on my breast. Then down to my stomach and then further down... Before I knew it Bart was in her mouth getting that sloppy toppy🍆💦 She stopped strategically and spit on him before returning to her work. The knowledge was strong with this one. She was smart. A genius even. She kept stopping and staring at it. Then slopping him up like a popsicle. Repeat...applying slober as needed. It was enough to drive a bloke insane. I was ready to explode but I couldn’t go out like that. I stopped her and told her it was my turn.

We switched and I slid  my tongue between her vulvae. She was fresh this time. My tongue found her clit and I went to licking it like a rabid animal. She put her hand on my head squeezed tight while I dined on that pretty muff. I grabbed her legs under her knees and pushed her legs back. Fuck it. I went down further and ate the groceries for a bit. Sometimes you just gotta freak these hoes down. Get them caught up.

I went back up to the clit and licked some more trying to make her cum. After several minutes it still hadn’t happened. Usually I would be patient...methodical until she got that nut. But babygirl had me going. I wanted to be inside of her.  I rose up, Bart hard off that vibranium I took earlier. As if she even needed to, she spit on her fingers and rubbed her kitty to prepare for entry. I slid right in. She was a little tight at first. I took my time with it...gentle...steady strokes to loosen her up. Soon I could feel her sugar walls relax.

She was ready. I plowed into that pussy like a jack hammer. I tried to knock the bottom out of it. Really I did. She took all of it too. That 😸was ready for war. Her eyes would open in disbelief as I got all in them guts. Hit that pelvic bone.  I was about to cum again but thought about them back shots from the last time. I flipped her over and slid in from the back for some canine. Last encounter she was down on her face, back arched. This time she was on all 4s preventing me from disrespecting her like last time.

It didn’t matter....the sight of my 🍆 going in and out, her wettness, made short work of me. I was doing all I could not to cum as I pounded her. She creamed the dick making me go even harder. After a few minutes I pulled out and sprayed boaw boaw boaw boaw boaw....all on her back. Young Nudy.

When I was done I sat back on my knees while she slid to the side of the bed and hopped off. “I’m going to clean myself,” she said. She disappeared into the bathroom and I laid down to enjoy the post nutt euphoria. When she came back I was at the sink doing my own hoe bath. She  told me more about her trip. She was going out to Chicago to dance at some club. Probably said the name but post nut had my brain foggy. We both got dressed and I slid the💲💲💰 in her purse as we hugged and kissed.

“I’ll try to see you again before you go,” I lied. She was like, “Cool. I’d love to see you before I go. ” At the door we hugged and kissed again before we step out.

[finalgirlwillbyers]

brief intro

hiii, i'm doozy. this is mainly a Stranger Things blog with other media mixed in.

please be aware that:

i’m a hater because i am a lover.

this is a side blog (follow this one). my main is doozzyy (i follow you from there).

if you want to know my opinion, please ask! i'm slow to respond 'cause i am a person with a full-time job and other priorities.

(master list of anon responses below or search "hello it's me")

Will Byers

1. Will Byers and Vecna: A Discussion on Free Will, Determinism, and The Nature of Evil in S5 - updated link!

2. An Analysis of A Wrinkle in Time and It’s Coming of Age Themes + Spacetime Travel - updated link!

3. Will Byers: A Gay Stereotype? - updated link!

4. The Wonder Twins: Do They Deserve the Title? - updated link!

5. The Byers Family: A Look into Joyce's Flawed Parenting and Jonathan's Parentification - updated link!

6. A Reminder About Will's S5 Arc + Characterization - updated link!

7. A Note about Will's Centrality in the Narrative + the Ship - updated link!

8. Why Are You Saying Will Being GNC Doesn't Make Him A Hero? - Tags version (only me HERE) and a beautiful follow-up by @/punkwillbyers (HERE) - updated link!

9. Will's Gotta Earn the Title of 'Cunt' - updated link!

10. An Exploration of Villain Will and Why Some Say it's Cliché - updated link!

11. The Byers and the Wheelers: Let's Not Do Trauma Olympics - updated link!

12. Buffer Byers 101: That's Not Will - updated link!

13. Why Bylrs are Resistant to GNC Will - updated link!

14. What Stranger Things VR Reiterates About Will - updated link!

15. Response to the Byler Stats Post: Will Still Has Important Growth Set Aside for S5 - updated link!

16. Will's Music Taste Headcanons (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3)

17. Will's S5 Romantic Interest (Part 1, Part 2)

Dustin Henderson

1. Dustin’s Relationship with Mike, Eddie, and Steve + S5 Arc Predictions - updated link!

2. "Me Thinks the Dusty bun Doth Protest Too Much": A Discussion on Dustin, Loneliness, and Defense Mechanisms - updated link!

3. Dustin: The Duffers' Favorite Party Member - updated link!

4. Nerds Do You Copy? Dustin Exists! - updated link!

5. Prediction About Dustin's S5 Arc and How it Relates to Eddie - updated link!

6. A Discussion on Dustin's S5 Arc Prediction and How Grief Manifests on ST - updated link!

Max Mayfield

1. Max isn't Mike - updated link!

2. Max and Dustin: Why They're the Best Written Party Members and Why the Others Fall Short - updated link!

3. The Tragedy vs. The Message: The Conundrum of a Permanent Max Death - updated link!

Lucas Sinclair

1. The Ultimate Athlete: Jason Carver and Lucas Sinclair + a debate on the canonicity of Lucas on the Line - updated link!

2. Racism in the Writers Room: A Brief Discussion on Racist Writing for Lucas and Argyle - updated link!

3. Lucas and Erica: the Healthiest Sibling Dynamic - updated link!

4. Your Double Standards are Showing: The By!er Tag, Racist Writing, and Virtue Signaling - updated link!

5. E!umax: Lucas is a Token and a Tool - updated link!

6. Lucas's Novel Used as Fodder for Shipping Wars - updated link!

7. Pointing Out Racism Isn't Virtue Signaling - updated link!

Mike Wheeler

1. Why Mike Being Targeted/Kidnapped By Vecna Theory Doesn’t Work (Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3) - updated link!

2. Mike’s Role as Leader in S5 and How People Are Missing the Point  - updated link!

3. Fanon!Mike Co-opting Other Characters' Arcs: Do Some of Ya'll Even Like Canon!Mike? - updated link!

4. A Case Study on Fanon v. Canon: Babygirl!Mike (feat. Buff!Byers) - updated link!

5. Mikestan's Crucifixion of Mike Wheeler - updated link!

6. Mike Never Apologized to Will in S3 - updated link!

7. Fanon Brain Over Mike's S5 Haircut - updated link!

8. Mike's Fuckass Bob Copy-Pasta - updated link!

9. Ugly Mike Doesn't Exist - updated link!

El Hopper

1. El Fatigue and Screen Time - updated link!

2. (Un)Popular Opinion: El Fatigue is Real - updated link!

Rockie

1. What Went Wrong and What Can We Expect from Robin and Vickie in S5 - updated link!

Stranger Things: The First Shadow

1. The Confessional: Vecna's Curse - updated link!

2. David's Thoughts On The Play - updated link!

Random Posts (many more in my #hello it's me)

1. How Does Stranger Things 3 Suck: A Non-Exhaustive List - updated link!

2. It's Bullshit - updated link!

4. Don't Forget ST Filmed in a Holocaust Prison - updated link!

5. My Memorialized Tags From a Post About the 'Marvelification' (Commercialization) of Stranger Things - updated link!

6. Argyle is The Reason The Cali Crew Are Alive - updated link!

7. Bylr Stats 101 - updated link!

8. Bylr Kiss Prediction - updated link!

9. Bylr is a Plot Twist - updated link!

10. The Secret Message - updated link!

11. Mike's Suffering Meme (thanks for your help, @/deadgirlwillbyers) - updated link!

12. Offer S5 Will A Cigarette - updated link!

13. The Purpose of The Painting - updated link!

14. RE: Noah. Don't Spread Defamatory Lies About People You Don't Like - updated link!

15. Anxiety Over S5 Will and Mike Characterization Aligning With Fanon - updated link!

Come back soon!

Updated: 10/14

[the-acid-pear]

Some shows i wanna watch atm are severance, ofmd, tssm and bbc ghosts