#big fan of this absolute Beast

[urfavisananimegirl]

has Pangur of @pangur-and-grim been submitted for consideration yet

Pangur (Real Life/Cats/@pangur-and-grim) is an Anime Girl!

[meggettes]

continuing my Halloween monster movie marathon with Frankenstein (1931)! commentary in the tags 🧟‍♂️

[ditzydoe444]

MDNI 18+

jason todd smut

rough dom and size difference jason todd!

after a long day of work he would often convince you to have his fat cock shoved up your tight cunt, often saying “sweet thing, i’ve been at work for a long time, mind if you help me relax a little?” and how could you say no? he was often covered in oil and grease from the garage, his hair slightly messed up. he worked hard to spoil you like a princess, so how could you decline such a simple offer?

so he would often have you on your knees whilst he fucked your face, tears streaming down your cheeks whilst saliva dribbled down, making a hot mess on both for your face and hands that grubbed his fat cock. “love this pretty little face,” he grunted, making you gag slightly, with his heavy balls slapping slightly. “gonna fuck this mouth like it’s your cunt, that’s alright with you sweet thing?” he groaned, as he fisted your hair into a pony tail, forcing you to take more.

the size difference between you two made him fuck you like a toy, getting all of his tension and anger out whilst you babbled being absolutely dumbed out by his fat cock. you couldn’t do anything, he was in control, his thrusts hard and deep into your mouth, the girth of him stretched your mouth out to the point where you were convinced your jaw was going to lock. you were so small on your knees, so pretty with his fat cock shoved in your small mouth that could barely accomodate it.

“so pretty,” he groaned, his head tilting back, whilst his other hand guides you. you moaned against his cock, the sound vibrating up towards him. “you’re so good to me, gonna reward you after this alright?”

you nodded in response, though sucking him off was enough for you. something about it was so much more filthy and disgusting that got you off. “fuck,” he grunted, his thrusts harsher now, making your eyes widen slightly, “‘m close sweet thing,” you were currently nothing but a babbling mess, your hot mouth making the filthiest noises with occasional gags.

he groaned when he filled your mouth with the hot sticky liquid, jason had a habit of still fucking your mouth after, something about having the white hot liquid coming out and dribbling down your chin, mixing with your saliva got him off. “such a good little toy, aren’t ya?” he cooed.

“letting me use that sweet mouth of yours to get me off,” his hand went to your cheek caressing it softly, before sliding into your hair tugging your mouth away from his cock. the movement was so quick and unexpected you were left a coughing and spluttering mess, saliva and cum dripped down, a string of saliva connecting to his cock.

though he wasted no time, immediately shoving you into position, the smaller size of you allowed him to put you in any position he wanted, like his own personal sex toy. you were on your back whilst he was in between your legs. he rubbed his fat cock against your wet folds, “i missed you too sweet thing,” he whispered slightly breathless. before putting just the tip, enough for you to whine and wiggle for more, though he was so big, even the tip stretched you out.

jason grabbed your hips firmly, his large hands squeezed the small roundness there, his hands so large they could encircle them. “patient,” he grumbled his eyes narrowing. but you didn’t listen, because you wanted nothing more but to be fucked, rough and hard. and the only way to get that was to get on his nerves.

you wiggled again, attempting to push his hands off your hips. jason, clearly wasn’t a fan, his hands gripped your hips tighter before shoving his fat cock in you. he didn’t even let you adjust like usual, drilling into you like an animal, a beast.

“don’t you even think about disobeyin’ me again,” he grunted, thrusting in you harder and harder. you couldn’t do anything but let out pathetic whines and moans, your body wiggling to get away, the sensation was too much. though you couldn’t help yourself by prospering yourself slightly on your elbows, allowing you to see the bulge of him near your tummy, he stretched you out beyond belief. his hands moved from your hips to your knees, shoving them up against your chest, which forced you to take him deeper than before.

you couldn’t even moan properly, the air basically knocked out of your lungs in the new position, making you breathless. “so fucking tight,” he groaned loudly, “perfect little hole for me.” you were close, so close, but something inside you knew that he wouldn’t let you come just let.

“close jay,” you whined, your tone slightly pleading. he shook his head, “not yet, don’t even think about it,” he warned. though you didn’t listen, you couldn’t, you saw the mean smile he gave before squeezing your lower stomach, deliberately pushing you to your limit. as a result it left you a squirting mess, the hot sticky mess going on his abs whilst he continued to rut into you like an animal.

“you fucking slut, did you even hear what i said? or were you too fucking dumb like a toy huh?” spoke harshly, one of his hand cupping your chin whilst the other hand gripped your hands together above your head. you didn’t answer, still riding out your orgasm. “answer me,” he spat harshly, his thrusts even harder, making the bed leg screech against the wooden floorboard.

“sorry,” you cried, feeling another orgasm coming. he shook his head tauntingly, “you about to have a second one huh? how easy are you sweet thing?” he whispered as he kissed your neck. “bet i can make you come by fucking these pretty things,” one of his hand gripped your tit harshly. “gonna come again,” you mumbled, you were a sweaty mess, your hair sticking to your face slightly, a few strands near or in your mouth, whilst the cum and saliva from sucking him off had thickened, due to the time past.

he wiped the mess on your chin, before shoving two fingers in your mouth, “give me your second one sweet thing,” he whispered making suck onto his fingers.

in a matter of seconds your second orgasm came, though jason had no intention to stop, bending you to his will as he continued to drill deep into you.

[dinogoofymutated]

Hey not sure if your currently taking requests but I just wanted to I soooooo stoked that you write for Remy! I've been starved for years cuz there's like no fan fics for him😭.

anyway I was wondering if you could do like a fic or headcannon where gambit somehow got hurt on a mission and is on bed rest but is also like really horny because you wont have sex with his since hes hurt.

If not that's fine I just thought it up and thought it would be hilarious 😂. Anyway luv your work, keep it up😘

NSFW!Gambit/AFAB!Reader

MMMMMHHHMMMMMM BESTIE UR MIND. ABSOLUTE GENIUS. I hope that you don't mind I did make it NSFW there at the end but the majority is just teasing our favorite gambler. Also, This is for the folks who were also really attracted to that one scene in criminal minds with the bulletproof vest. iykyk.

TWs: teasing, sexual innuendos, explicit smut, Handjobs, Mutual masturbation, PNV sex. Raw sex. (Wrap it bf you tap it yall) Creampie. Reader written with Fem! pronouns.

"Asolutetly not." You're quick to say it. Gambit pouts as the words leave your mouth, still on the infirmary bed with all the wires and doodads still hooked up to him. He's giving you those scoundrel puppy eyes that he knows you usually give in to, but you're not willing to budge this time.

"No, Remy. I will not be-" You take a quick glance around the room, leaning in a little closer as you begin to whisper-yell at him. "-I will not be having sex with you right now!" Remy sighs in a pitiful way leaning against the headboard in your direction. You can’t begin to look him in the eyes right now, instead lightly pushing his face away from your spot, sitting close to his bed on a chair that you had moved from the corner. His pout turns into an amused smile, as he instead takes your hand in his own, moving it down to press a kiss to your palm. You try not to blush at him. You’re supposed to be standing strong, dammit! 

  "Come on, Chère. S' not like it's gonna make Gambit hurt any worse-” You cut him off by lightly slapping his abdomen. Remy immediately flinches, curling in on himself with a pained groan. You feel a little guilty afterward, flattening your palm to rub the area soothingly.

    “Yes, it would. Remy, I could seriously hurt you. You heard beast, any vigorous activity could rip your stitches.” You say, moving to where you can sit on the bed, facing him. You cup the side of his face, gently moving stray locks out of the way. He rolls his eyes, not at you, but at the memory of the talking-to he got when he had woken up in the infirmary. 

    “Never stopped me before. Since I been with the X-men it’s like everythin’ become a big deal. So what if I rip a few stitches here an’ there?” Remy grumbles. You give him a stern look, before leaning in to kiss his temple. He melts into your touch.

    “It is a big deal, Remy. You need to heal. End of discussion.” You say gently. Remy thinks on it for a moment, before giving you a slight smirk. 

    “And by “end of discussion” you really mean “Until Gambit tempts me into bed”, Right?” He says. You roll your eyes at him before standing. If that’s the attitude he’s going into these next weeks with, you know for a fact he’s going to be insufferable.

    You were right. The incoming weeks were almost as much torture to you as they most definitely were to him. Wherever you went in the mansion, Gambit was sure to follow. He’d be in the kitchen while you would be cooking, unable to help due to doctor's orders, but no one ever said that he had to stay out of the kitchen. He’s come up behind you, snaking his arms around your hips as he’d “Give you pointers”. He’d lean close and whisper in your ear, sometimes giving it a nip or two. But one thing about Gambit is that every time you turned him away, or laughed at him and told him to sit down, he’d get pouty. 

    That was a trend that continued. He’d deliberately go out of his way to tease you, on movie night, in the library, in the showers even. And every time, despite how hot under the collar you might have been, you turned him away. The more bothered you seemed to be however, his pouts turned into smirks. Eventually, you got fed up with it. You were trying to be a good girlfriend and make sure Remy didn’t hurt himself, but if he was going to be a brat about it, you could be a brat too.

    You started off a little more subtly than Remy did. Lingering touches here and there, kissing him just long enough to leave him wanting. You’d wear just a tad less clothing around him, or wear slightly lower-cut tops. You were beginning to realize just how easy it was to get him riled up.

    One particular day, the tension was thick in the air, having coalesced into something barely breathable. Remy was lying back on the bed on his elbows as you redressed his wound, making sure to spread ointment onto the healing stitches and care for the skin. You frequently found yourself drawn to the sight of his lower abs, the large bruise having begun to yellow as it healed. Maybe it was the fact that you hadn't seen his skin in a while, but the sight of him had you breathing a little funny. Remy was also a little quieter than normal, unable to look away from your gentle hands as you took care of him.

    Once you finished, you lingered by his side, a hand pressed against his chest. You look up to find him already watching you, but neither of you says anything. You purse your lips, debating on whether or not you’re doing what you think you’re about to do. Remy tilts his head at you questioningly. He opens his mouth to speak but fails to do so as your hand trails down to his waistband. He takes a shocked breath through his nose, his eyes fluttering shut for a moment before he’s looking at you again through a lustful haze. 

    “Thought you said-”

    “Shut up.” You sigh, cutting him off. Remy smirks at you, biting his lip. You roll your eyes, caressing the crotch of his pants a few times before you begin to slip them off of him.

    “Don’t get too excited.” You whisper, but really it sounds more like a needy sigh. “Just a handy, okay?” Gambit huffs a laugh at you, but doesn’t tease. He's practically bucking his hips into your hand when you finally take hold of his cock, stroking him to hardness. You can’t seem to look away from the sight, watching as his abdomen clenches with every stroke from base to tip. You twist your hand on the upstroke, listening as Remy lets out a curse and a sudden moan just as you thumb his head, collecting his abundant precum as you use it to stroke back down again. 

    “You’re really pent up, huh?” You ask in a heated whisper. Remy’s head is tilted back in pleasure, and he huffs in amusement as he cracks an eye open at you. His hand slides up your thigh, Your legs being pressed against each other tightly to find some friction. You gasp as he suddenly slides two of his fingers up the inside seam of your pants, and you can practically feel yourself get wetter at the touch. 

    “Looks like I’m not the only one.” Remy hums. You can’t seem to pull away from him as he continues to stroke you. The air is hardly breathable, and the burning in your chest and your core starts to become too hot to ignore. 

    “Fuck it.” You say. Remy is confused when you let go of him, only to break into a wide smile when he realizes you were beginning to strip. The shirt is first to go, before your bra, and then your jeans and underwear. Remy wolf-whistles at the sight, and you wave him off, embarrassed. 

    “Couldn’t stay away from the temptation of Remy LeBeau, Now could you Chère?” Remy muses. He’s such a goof. You try to hide your smile as you carefully straddle his legs, making sure to avoid his sore spots. One of his hands holds onto your upper thigh, the other making its way to your center. He strokes you languidly with his fingers before circling your slit and pushing two inside. You suck in a breath, careful to set your hands on his shoulders without putting any weight onto them. 

    “Looks like this pretty pussy missed me as much as I missed you,” Remy says breathlessly. His eyes flicker from your cunt up to your bare breasts, and then to your flushed face. You feel like you’re falling apart too quickly, already climbing that high as he fingers you with those hands you love so much.

    “Remy,” You call for him breathlessly. “ m’ not gonna last too long.” Remy can't help himself any longer, and pulls you closer to catch you in a passionate kiss. He drags his teeth across your bottom lip, letting go of the plush skin. He doesn't withdraw his fingers until your thighs begin to shake and you start to clench down on him. You whine as he does so, barely holding your composure. Remy takes your hand off of his cock, pressing a kiss to your knuckles before gently dragging your hips further into his lap. Your mind is hazy, but you know to be careful as he lines himself up.

    “If we're going to do this, we're taking it my speed, okay?” You say. Remy nods, barely taking in the information. He was ready to be inside you. After weeks of nothing- all he could think about was you. Your giggles, your smiles. Your body. The way you taste on his tongue. The feeling of your thighs clenching around his head.  Remy would do anything you asked of him at this moment.

    You take it slow as you lower yourself down on his cock. The stretch of him feels delicious against your inner walls. Remy leans in, kissing and sucking on your breasts as you take your time. He bottoms out with a wet sound, his hands resting against your upper thighs.

    Remy curses as you begin to move, bouncing on his cock somewhat slowly. Even in the haze of your lust, you're worried about hurting him. Remy, on the other hand, doesn't share the same sentiment. His hands clench around your thighs, and when he can't seem to take the slow speed anymore, he slams you down onto him.

    You gasp at the action, and apologies spill from his lips as he tilts you forward, knocking your balance so you're forced to lean onto him as he controls the pace, eagerly thrusting into your heat. 

    “Remy-” Your protests are cut off with a kiss as your favorite scoundrel begins to take exactly what he wants. His grunts and moans beneath you send another trickle of warmth inside of you. To be honest, seeing him take control like this was hot- almost hot enough for you to forgive the fact that he was certainly overexerting himself- but it was hard to be mad at him when he's fucking you so good.

    One thing about Remy is that he's a talker in bed. If anything, you were surprised he was as “quiet” as he had been the majority of the time. But once he started to get closer to his peak, Remy began to ramble. 

    "You think you're smart? -Ah! Teasing me like that.. mmh… expecting me to just take it?" You're not really paying attention to his words, nodding in response while only thinking about his steady grip on your thighs and ass and the peak you're reaching so quickly. Remy squeezes you harder, almost harshly as he begins to take you faster. His hips begin to stutter, thrusts starting to do him in one by one. 

    Remy lets out a loud groan as he reaches his peak, burying himself deeply inside you and thumbing your clit. He continues to thrust as he helps you reach that white-hot peak of pleasure, pressing kisses to your temple as you ride it out on top of him. By the time you're both fully finished, you're panting for air. You're fully collapsed onto Remy's chest, Remy being absolutely boneless as he rests against the headboard. 

    “You’re such an idiot.” You say when you finally have enough sense. Remy just chuckles, continuing to press kisses to every part of your face and neck he can reach. You sigh happily as he does so, pressing some of your own kisses to his shoulder.

    When you finally peel yourself off of his chest, the first thing you check in on is his bandages. You scowl when you see that they've been soaked through with sweat, but more concerning is the spot of red that has started to form. You look up at Remy with narrowed eyes, and he quickly looks down as well, before looking back up at you and simply shrugging with a gleeful smile.

    “Casualty of love, Chère.”

[shibiichi]

I absolutely love your updated Daycare attendant, especially Moon such a handsome beast. I've always loved your version of Moon it my favorite one

Thank you so much!!! 🫶 I’m so glad you enjoy their updated looks! (I’ve never been this happy with their designs haha. Especially Moon’s!)

I’m flattered you enjoyed my old Moon too! My old DCA designs are sorta weird to me lol! They were definitely a result of me wanting to have fun with the designs but also being scared to stray too far from canon! (You can def see that in Moon’s colors) Honestly though, my AU isn’t canon! So there’s no reason to be anxious over making them too different! It’s supposed to be a reflection of my current tastes, my Sun and (especially) Moon designs really encapsulate that! :D

Also here! I realize I haven’t really posted ART since January (oops) so I do have a small handful of sketches pertaining to the DCA!

[Moon concept]

Above is one of my first attempts at redesigning my DCA! There was a previous version with full stars that looked more like my old style but I found I didn’t enjoy those at all. A problem I’ve always had with my old Moon’s design would be the star patterns on his pants, hat, and sleeves. They often weren’t very sharp and looked kinda ‘spacey’ (and not in the cool celestial way lol!) They kinda looked more like an overlay and lacked definition, making my old Moon’s design kinda lack luster? So the first thing I wanted to do was figure out that pattern more! (I ended up going with a split look to help make the stars that are there not overwhelm the character)

This fixed up first pass is pretty close to what I ended up going with, though I decided to change some anatomical things to make him look more doll like and more elongated. (I really wanted to make them look uncanny when they don’t have their jester fits! Like they are fully relying on those outfits not to look uncomfortable.)

[Moon and @shadysubject06 ‘s Chica!!]

I briefly mentioned what my DCA’s side facial profile would look like in the ref post, so here’s an actual drawing of it! They do look pretty humanoid in head shape, though with a weak chin and flat nose to accommodate the ‘dinner plate’ look lol. I love how Moon here looks like he’s the MC of an anime that just bumped into the love interest and is all ‘flutters eyelashes’ and starry eyed.

A big change I made between my old and new Moon designs would be the titular nightcap. Before my Moon’s nightcap sat upon his head normally and was SUPER long! Like to the floor. The more I thought about it the more I began to get uncertain about the idea. Like sure, that’s fine if Moon were more like his canon self at around 7ft, but my DCA is 12’8”! As someone who sews, the amount of fabric needed to make a nightcap that both fits Moon but is long enough to drag on the floor gives me a headache. Besides, I found I really loved the ‘covers one eye’ look so much more. He looks shy, like he’s hiding behind his own hat. Also I wanted him to fidget with his hat more, so having it hang over one eye makes it a lot more accessible! (Also I am one of those FNaF fans who tries to think about the base logic on how these characters are built. 💔 i can’t help it.. it makes designing more fun. The only place where a hat like that could be stored would likely be somewhere in the torso, and my old DCA’s torso was pretty packed already. 😭)

[Jack-o’-Moon / Harvest Moon concept]

Also had fun with a Halloween design idea! (I know it’s not even fall….) this drawing is pretty accurate, though the main sun rays would not be present for this design as this is technically Moon.

This costume would be used for the week of Halloween in the plex, the mall working like a fun family friendly fall fest in the day and a horror attraction at night. Sun would refer to himself as ‘Jack-o’-Sun’ as Sun’s specific look would fall into the pumpkin jack-o’-lantern look during the day! At night the staff would make Moon look a bit more scary and we’d get ‘Harvest Moon’, who plays more into the whole grim reaper look. Not sure if they’d actually have a scythe but I thought drawing them with one was fun!

I have a lot more lore to drop but this post is getting way too long and I’ve rambled enough. Thank you for the ask!! I really appreciate it! Nighty Night!

[alexaloraetheris]

On the subject of being your own zookeeper, I've been trying it out and it WORKS. One of the obvious ways is to ask 'Have I watered/fed/medicated the beast?' and take care of those needs, and it's great, but another thing I haven't seen mentioned is the Stressors.

So, being a bio grad student, means I also know actual zoologists and zookeepers. And talking with one blew my third eye open. One of the questions the zookeeper always, ALWAYS needs to keep an eye on is 'What is stressing the beast out, and how can I remove it?'

In human terms, it's basically 'This thing is causing me a minor amount of stress, but stress is cumulative, so how many small stressors can I remove so the Big Stress doesn't drain so much of my energy?'

Say you're stressing about an exam/interview/visitors. There's ways to prepare for that, but before you get to that point you also need to look out for small stressors that add to the overall feeling of stress, and the goal is to reduce them FIRST.

Example: You have a big test and it's the day you need to take it. You are already baseline anxious about taking it, and the goal here is to stress as little as possible on the way to school.

You can't eat breakfast because you're late/nauseous? Keep small energy bars in your purse, snack on the way. Gives you a bit of sugar for your brain, doesn't take up time and always on hand. Haven't had time for coffee? Caffeine pills/espresso chocolates. It's cold/raining? Ditch your sneakers and wear rain boots and a warm coat, worry about fashion later. I even carry around a foldable cushion so I can sit while I wait for the bus without freeting my butt off. Haven't had time to brush your teeth? Gum, mints, breath fresheners. Nervous? Fidget toys. Worried about losing an umbrella? Get one of those plastic sleeves so you can put it in your purse even if it's wet. Too damn hot? Mini fan, or even a folding paper fan. Noise level grating on your nerves? Silicone earplugs, or noise-cancelling earbuds/headphones. (I have a big purse I carry all this stuff in so I don't forget, a blessing with ADHD)

Things like that. Small things to mitigate the microstressors so you arrive to your destinations with as little misery as possible.

Apply that to the rest of your life. You have to eat vegetables for your health but you hate them so damn much? Find a way to prepare them in a way that doesn't make you gag. I just throw a bag of frozen pre-chopped veggies in the pan and then throw in spices I like. If I can taste the vegetables in my veggie stir-fry, I haven't seasoned them enough.

Make little medicine bag, the size of your palm. I carry nasal degongestant spray, ibuprofen, eye drops, mini bug spray, a pad and a tampon, a few alcohol wipes and hand cream. Those tiny tester tubes of hand cream? A godsend. Adjust to your needs.

I hate washing dishes. Back hurts and my skin literally peels off my hands from the dryness. Get a bar stool and sit, wear WELL FITTED dish gloves. I got those that go all the way up my elbows in S size and now my kitchen doesn't look like a disaster.

Vacuuming is a pain? Handheld vacuum cleaner you can push around for 15 minutes every day. Expensive? Get a broom and a good dustpan. I emphasize GOOD because it does make a difference. Back hurts if you bend over? Get the dustpan with a long handle.

It's amazing how much difference it makes. Neutralize Murphy's law. A bunch of small stuff going wrong will absolutely tank your energy you need for the big stuff.

TL;DR Identify the things that cause you daily stress, find easy ways to neutralize them. Save your energy for the big stuff. There is nothing noble in suffering. Take care of your zoo animal.

And if you need it, ask for help. Zookeepers often work in pairs.

[noctiva]

Penny for your thoughts, tiva darling??

Wanted to pick ur brain some more about our favorite deranged murder malewives :3 what do you think some of Toby and Ej’s favorite positions are in bed?? 🤔 (word vomit incoming bc that’s just what I do here ig)

I feel like Jackie boi would be into the more primal shit (go figure!!) like rlly into manhandling and just how absurd his size is compared to yours and takes full advantage of just wrangling you abt however he sees fit as if u were a little doll,,,like fuckin u from behind but towering over you and taking hold of ur neck so u have no choice but to stare up at this BEAST behind u just goin ham grunting and growling away….yum (I need to draw this skghfjfnfj)

But for our Toby!!!! Absolute mad lad. He’s actually a funny one bc I can see him liking to be a bit sweeter at times,, seeking out positions were he can see ur pretty face and watch the expressions and hear the sounds he pulls outta u best. But I cannot lie I’m a SUCKER for rlly mean rlly ruff and tuff Toby where he just wants to push u to ur limits and see how much he can make u endure. (This is why ur writing just DOES things to me) Like absolutely ravaging the shit outta u while keeping u in a headlock type beat LMAO ur drooling all over his bicep as he ruts against ur pretty ass and u get to listen to all those husky breaths and whimpers in ur ear abt how good u feel :((( #winning

Perfect counterpart to Jack having to be a bit more gentle and mindful of his strength no???? My princesses make me so crazy ✊😔 I’m unwell :’)

-🧃

oh I will GLADLY answer this

You hit the nail on the head with Jack. He’s well aware of the difference in both size and strength between the two of you. So, he’s careful - so not to accidentally hurt you - but he’s using his difference in strength to a FULL advantage

His favourite positions include…

You on top, regular or reverse cowgirl, he doesn’t really care - just so that he can grab hold of your waist and bounce you up and down on him like a doll. You don’t even have to do anything tbh, he’s doing all the work

Standing - is there anything better than having you moaning and clinging to him while he holds your body tightly and fucks up into you? For Jack, no tbh. He loves how you just go so pliant, grappling into him with trembling fingers as his claws dig into the meat of your ass

Mating press - c’mon, we saw this coming. Just absolutely pounding you into the bed dude LMAO he just loves bending your body to his will, Pushing your knees right up to your chest, damn near folding you in half as he presses down on your calves, keeping you riiiiight where he wants you

Doggy, but he’s a little mean with it - claws digging into your hips and pressing your stomach flush against the bed, forcing your body into a mean arch as he sinks into you over and over again. Sometimes he’ll snake a hand around your throat and pull you up towards him - back flush to his chest as you gasp for air

Toby on the other hand is a bit of a wild card tbh. He likes a little bit of everything - so long as he’s inside you he’s happy lmao

But if he had to choose…

Face off 100% - He just loves your pretty face, and wants to see it up close in personal when it scrunches up and contorts in pleasure. Loves making out with you while y’all are fucking too, so this is perfect. You on his lap, pressed so close he can feel every breath you take - moaning into his mouth with each roll of your hips

69 - LOLLL yeah I’m throwing this out here because dude loves to eat pussy, and what’s better than that? You choking on his cock while he does it. Big fan. Even after he cums he’ll still be up in it though, leaving you gasping and moaning right next to his dick as he fucks his tongue into you

Missionaryyy - He’s a lover boy, okay? Plus, he loves playing with and sucking on your tits while you tremble beneath him. Bonus points because it’s just so easy to bury his face in your neck and get his teeth sunk into your flesh

Backshots, but against a wall - Nasty fucker sksksjsk. There’s just something about the way you crumple. How your body slips further down the wall with each thrust, how your legs get shaky and your knees buckle, leaving him to practically hold your whole weight up as he fucks into you. Loves it. You look so pathetic.

Bonus round!

Toby’s a fan of fucking you in front of mirrors. Getting to see what’s going on from every angle. How your ass jiggles when you ride him, how your eyes roll back when he’s fucking you from behind. The type to get a mirror installed above your bed LMAO

Jack’s blind, so he’s big on touch and taste. Caressing and licking every inch of skin he can get at. Mapping out your entire body with his fingers and tongue.

Toby’s up for bondage. Like forreal, with ropes and gags, or just him tugging his belt off and using it to tie your wrists together. (Lovessss fucking you from behind like this. Using your bound wrists as leverage to pull you back onto him with each thrust)

Jack LOVES getting head. He knows he’s big, even your pussy can barely take him sometimes - so getting to hear you whimper and whine as you struggle to open your jaw wide enough for him? Exquisite.

Toby will fuck you quite literally anywhere if you ask him. Bathroom? Outside? On the kitchen table? Sure! Let him at it!

Jack’s a tease. Tbh the first 30 mins will probably just be him lazily dragging his claws across your skin. Feeling the goosebumps that raise on your body, hearing it as your pulse picks up.

[cosmowgyral]

"Beast in Office"- April Fool's Short AU Story

This is a fan translation so please don't expect it to be 100% accurate. Creative liberties have been taken. All content belongs to Cybird. Reblogs are appreciated. Hope you enjoy!

GVO Group

Until corruption and deceit vanish from the world—the GVO Group will lead us toward a tomorrow free of conflict.

This spring, I am changing jobs.

For the job interview, I made my way to the top floor of a gleaming, jet-black skyscraper—

Gilbert: You’re hired.

Emma: …Huh?

Gilbert: You’re my secretary now, so I’ll be counting on you starting tomorrow, okay?

Luke: Hey hey, hold up! She hasn't even stepped in and said a single word!

Gilbert: She doesn’t need to say anything. She is hired.

Sariel: Sir Gilbert, I think you’re being a bit hasty. She does seem quite taken aback.

Sariel: Besides, a job interview is also meant for the applicant to decide whether our company is truly the right fit for them.

Sariel: If you declare her hired without giving her a say, people might start questioning your sense of judgment.

Gilbert: What’s this? Since when does a tax accountant get to have a say on things like this?

Gilbert: Or is it something else? Maybe the company backing you told you to block any talented hires from getting through?

Sariel: You must be joking. It seems like Sir Gilbert is always suspecting me of being a kind of corporate spy…

Sariel: As you can see, I merely offered a suggestion in my capacity as an ordinary employee.

(The atmosphere is intense!)

(I checked the company website beforehand, so I know—the guy with the eyepatch is most likely the president.)

 (And the one sitting to his right must be the tax accountant.)

(The one by the window—big build and a serious vibe—he’s probably the president’s personal bodyguard.)

(And then---)

Kagari: You want a dorayaki?

Kagari: I’m the company’s official dorayaki vendor. Got a solid rep for flavor.

Kagari: The president downs about a hundred a day so business is booming.

Kagari: What say?

Emma: Then… I’ll have one please.

Emma: Wow, this is amazing! I wasn’t expecting it to be this good.

Kagari: Approved. I’m with the president—anyone who loves dorayaki can’t be bad at all.

Gilbert: I don’t like that you’re sneakily boosting your approval rating all by yourself—but since she’s clearly enjoying herself, I’ll let it slide.

Luke: Emma, was it?

Luke: So why’d you choose our company? You’ve figured it out by now, right? The boss is totally nuts.

(Here it comes, the reason I applied…. I’ve thought it through so I’ll be fine.)

Emma: You company is a leading name in the public safety industry—it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say you’re responsible for all the nation’s security operations.

Emma: I was deeply moved by your philosophy—preventing crimes before it happen and creating a world where no one has to suffer, as a stepping stone towards global peace.

Emma: That’s why I applied, to see if I could be a part of that mission and contribute in any way I can.

Luke: …Don’t buy into that. That’s just a pretense—

Gilbert: Mhm, I like it. If you’re interested in world peace too, then you’re more than welcome here.

Gilbert: I absolutely despise corruption and deceit, but you seem like someone who’s got nothing to do with any of that.

Luke: You serious…? You’re really gonna drag a regular person into a workplace where assassins show up daily?

(Huh? Assassins?)

Sariel: I’m worried too. Becoming Sir Gilbert’s secretary practically guarantees getting caught up in trouble……

Gilbert: I don’t recall hiring anyone incompetent. As long as everyone does their job properly, there’s no problem at all.

Gilbert: More importantly, do you really think I’d ever allow such carelessness?

Luke • Sariel: …………

(This conversation’s getting way too sketchy! Don’t tell me… is the GVO Group actually some kind of shady organization..?)

Kagari: Do you want some more dorayaki?

Emma: Y-yes, please.

Gilbert: Well then, we already have the employment contract prepared.

Gilbert: All that’s left is for you to sign right here.

Gilbert: Everyone else can say what they want, but in the end, it’s your decision.

Gilbert: I’ll respect whatever you decide, okay?

(There might be a hidden side to this company that the world is unaware about.)

(But still, my desire to join this company remains unchanged.)

(Even if they are operating secretly behind the scenes, they have achieved real results in protecting this country’s peace…)

(I won’t know anything until I see it with my own eyes.)

Emma: Thank you very much. I’ll do my absolute best in this role.

Luke: Ahh, another poor soul has been added to the list.

Sariel: …In that case, it’s up to us to protect her now.

Kagari: From enemies? I’m good at cutting them down so leave it to me.

Gilbert: Heehee, let’s work hard together—for the sake of world peace, okay?

While Sariel and Luke buried their faces in their hands, Kagari remained expressionless, and President Gilbert greeted me with a dazzling smile—so radiant it was almost blinding, brimming with charm and confidence.

And so, I took his outstretched hand.

[patricia-taxxon]

cw: venting about some drama that happened on twitter that many of you were likely not present for, and my very personal solipsistic emotional reaction to it that many of you will find annoying.

So every once in a while, people (normies) rediscover this furry musician called Pent Up Pup, who is a fan of me i think, so I need to be nice. To describe them with complete neutrality, they make music that is completely filled with memes and signifiers of furry kink erotica to the point of parody, and they invite a huge amount of derision like you'd expect. This particular drama storm was triggered by their new song, and it aroused a lot of negative emotions in me, which i'll go through from least to most self-centered.

So firstly, through being so audacious, Pent Up Pup has managed to become the default furry musician through which all discourse flows, normies treat them like the final boss. Everyone needed to have a take, but even more people saw this as an opportunity to bring them down in favor of someone else. Some poor furry rapper called $LEAZY EZ got caught in the crossfire, and her snippet that she uploaded got met with "see? finally some GOOD furry music, this is way better than the one other furry musician I know." And like, yea I'd absolutely produce and mix an entire mixtape for her at no charge, but she had a right to be upset that her big viral break was in service of a bunch of leeches one-upping another creator in the space she was trying to integrate with.

But worse, the main response to her snippet was just... "Oh, finally, furry music that isn't white boy EDM." And like, Pent Up Pup isn't white and imo is way more aligned with alt-rock/britpop, they're just imagining a minority that agrees with them. But also, the more self centered part of me just wants to ask "what about me?" Like imo I'm one of the best in the world at the specific thing I do, and it's not white boy EDM.

And furthermore, in response, every furry musician on twitter has been eager to defend their friend and say that trash talking Pup and uplifting someone else doesn't work when everyone in the scene knows each other. "Don't you know? We're a tight knit community!" And to this I feel a combination of petulant annoyance and RSD, because I have been trying to be a part of that scene and failing for a long time now. Like, I tried integrating into the community when I was first gearing my music in that direction & tried sending my music to the failed beta version of Aural Aliance, and Rinny turned down my track (it was the then unreleased beast / creature) because it had autotune in it. They apologized later (thankfully) and offered me a spot, but like, half of their lineup and also the people organizing the events have me blocked over callout stuff, so I just ghosted them. I've mostly been watching this huge unfair drama storm unfold, making me feel talked over, but then I also have to watch this community that ostracized me band together and show their unyielding comradery while everyone just sidesteps past me in the conversation. I warned you that this would be self centered.

[seventeenytiny]

Giving or Receiving - Oral Sex

SMUT MDNI

Author's note: Let me know if you agree or disagree :) Word Count: 486 Warnings: SMUT MDNI, oral (male and female), mentions of bondage, dom/sub dynamics

Bang Chan - Giving

Chan loves giving oral, pleasing his partner is one of his favorite things to do. Eating you out is like a stress reliever for him, he loves to take in your smell and savor your taste. When he's having a rough day he'll send you a text for you to get ready. He fully expects you to be naked on the couch with your legs spread when he comes home.

Lee Know - Giving

Like Chan, eating out his partner is also a big stress relief thing for him. After an exhausting day, he loves to have you sit on his face while he does his thing. He wants to drown in your pussy and forget about everything else. He's also not afraid of you putting your weight down on him.

Changbin - Receiving

Every now and then he likes to just sit back and let you do all the work. I can just picture him sitting on the chair, legs spread so you have easy access. He's got his hands in your hair, watching your pretty mouth go up and down his cock.

Hyunjin - Giving

Pleasing his partner is incredibly romantic to him, there's nothing better than watching you get lost in pleasure. Sometimes he likes to blindfold his partner to heighten their senses, making them even more sensitive while he eats them out. He's also a fan of getting the ropes out and indulging in wax play.

Jisung - Receiving

He's babygirl, he likes to be taken care of. He likes it when his partner takes control and uses his body. When he's being extra subby, he secretly likes it when you deny his orgasm. You'll bring him to the edge, have him begging and drooling before you take your mouth off his cock at the last second.

Felix - Giving

He's actually a big fan of both giving and receiving, but when he's being more dominant he loves going straight for your pussy. He's an absolute beast eating you out, he shows absolutely no mercy. He'll even get a little vibrator out on your clit to overstimulate you. He's also quiet handsy the whole time too, his hands will grip your ass and thighs, hard.

Seungmin - Giving

It's one of his ways of showing love and appreciation for you. He goes slow and takes his time, his eyes lock with yours as he teases you. He loves it when you pull on his hair and squeeze your legs around him. He'll even leave little hickies on your inner thighs.

I.N - Receiving

He likes how powerful he feels when you give him head. He loves it when you spontaneously give it to him too. Like when he was in the kitchen getting a snack and you just got on your knees right in front of him. He likes to pull your hair and guide your head, seeing how much of him you can take in.

[heartfullofleeches]

Loser Catboy Streamer gets paid big bucks to promote the reopening of a fancy cafe by hosting a meet and greet for fans. They're insulted - offended the owners think they'd sell themself for some quick cash and demean themselves further by throwing on a maid dress for their pathetic simps, but a few more zeros helps them squeeze into the outfit a lot easier.

In the same venue where they're being smothered by fans and exchanging handshakes for entire life savings, an important business meeting takes place. Most of the table is annoyed that their peaceful spot had been overrun by some bad-mouthed stray and the folks who enable their ways, but the head of the table sees something different. They rise from their seat to address the commotion as the steamer harshly shoves a guest who'd grabbed their tail without permission out the booth they shared.

-

"Cat."

Fixing your skirt and hiding your tail beneath, posion sits on your tongue directed at the next person to bother you quickly swallow as you turn your eyes towards them. A chilling ran down your spine from their cold stare and physique to uphold their hardened look. Defined muscles salient through the binds of their tight suit, healing scars over the bones of their knuckles and fists. You will your terror into a smile as you shrink under their gaze.

"S-sorry if we were being too loud. The last customer pulled on my tail pretty hard and-

You flinch as they slam their hand down on the table - sliding a rolled wad of bills towards you.

"Come here...."

Eyeing them cautiously, you snatch the money as they sit in the booth inches from you. You scoot over, hairs on end as their large hand shuts the short distance bewteen you. You expect brute force to snap your neck like a twig as their fingers come into contact with your skin - curling upwards to scratch light at your chin. You purr softly - smile forming on their scarred lips.

"Good kitty. You're coming with me."

"But, my contract says I have to be here for another-"

The strangers places another stack of bills in your apron.

"I'll... go get my coat."

-

Where their underlings see a wild beast that should be locked in a cage, the boss sees a lost kitten in need. All that attention on them yet nobody's taking care of them properly telling by their diet and inability to groom themselves on a regular bases. The boss takes them in and handles these faults while catboy reader wonders what sort of hell they've gotten themselves into. They can't be too upset with frequent spa trips and fresh home-cooked meals, but sometimes they do miss being able to stuff garbage into their mouth. Living with their new "owner", they still stream everyday which their caretaker uses to monitor them while at work. They're given odd glances for watching a cat streamer stream video games in their position, but no one is brave enough to even whisper about their odd behavior.

Loser Catboy sometimes joins them at the office, sitting in their lap as any normal cat would. They absolutely hate wearing their collar, but diamonds do look amazing on them

[peachdues]

GIYUU TOMIOKA NSFW HEADCANONS

I might revise Rengoku's after this one, but for now, enjoy my horny HCs for our favorite emotionally-constipated Pillar!

CW: explicit sexual content • MDNI • creampies • mild corruption kink • mean dom!Giyuu and whimpering sub!Giyuu

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES

Giyuu has a very faint happy trail that begins right below his navel; but don’t be fooled — it leads to an absolute jungle below his belt 

If it bothers you, he will trim it down, but if you don’t say anything, he’ll just leave it. Truthfully, Giyuu is a big fan of grinding into you (he LOVES the mess you make against his groin), so the friction his hair helps create against your clit is certainly worth the stray pube that may find its way into your mouth from time to time while he fucks your throat. 

Onto his dick:

Listen

I know we all know the truth about quiet boys — and Giyuu is so very quiet 

He’s hung like a mf horse

He’s not particularly girthy (though don’t get me wrong — he’s got well enough to satisfy), but he is long. Even flaccid, it swings between his legs. He’s about 7.5-8 inches when hard, and it sticks straight out. It’s slightly pink in color, and he has a very pretty tip that you just love to suckle on (he whimpers when you do). He has one prominent vein on the underside of his cock, and if you run your tongue against it, he WILL be shooting his load onto your face/down your throat. 

As for his cum, I envision it to be a bit on the thinner side in consistency, slightly sweet, and he cums a LOT. He usually rolls his balls around while he’s cumming to make sure he gets it all out --and into you.

FOREPLAY

Giyuu is admittedly not as experienced with foreplay at first, but he’s committed to making you feel good, so, he’s going to learn and he’s going to learn fast. 

I HC that he has really long, delicate fingers and the man knows how to put them to WORK.

You see, Giyuu has never been one to intentionally push another person’s buttons (always doing so accidentally), but with you???

Oh baby, those fingers are searching to press every one of yours. 

Truthfully, you could fuck yourself on his hand all day and you’d be satisfied (and in fact, you do). He found your g-spot completely on accident while fingering you, simply by curling his fingers. 

Giyuu also enjoys going down on you, because he’s fascinated at the way you fall apart beneath his tongue.

He takes his time exploring your core, curious as to what makes you gasp and writhe, as well as what makes you moan and scream.

The first time you cum in his mouth, you have to quite literally pull him off you, because that first taste unleashed a beast within him and he will not stop licking and sucking and fucking you with his tongue until you’re sobbing with overstimulation 

HOW HE FUCKS YOU

Whether he's a sub or a dom really depends on his mood. If he's returning from a mission, he wants to be taken care of (read: he wants you to ride him until he goes cross-eyed). But if it's you returning, be prepared for him to break furniture with how hard he's fucking you -- as if you need to be reminded of who's waiting for you to return home.

When Giyuu subs...

WHIMPERER MAX 5000

I mean it’s almost pathetic how needy this man gets for you while you’re on top, bouncing along the thick length of him like your life depends on it 

Expect to have some bruises on your hips from how hard he’s gripping you. Eventually, he gets so desperate that he’s lifting you up and down his cock too, thrusting helplessly up into you without rhythm. He’s just desperately chasing his own release, too drunk at the way your dripping heat constricts around him to the point that he sees stars.

He’s begging you to let him cum, and truthfully, you almost feel bad that you keep slowing down, choosing to rock slowly against him instead of continuing the relentless push and pull of your hips that you know gets him panting. Almost. 

When Giyuu doms, however...

When he’s on top though, get ready. Giyuu is relentless and can get downright mean. 

Honestly, you shouldn't be surprised. He spends so much time bottling up his emotions that they're bound to explode out of him at some point. Lucky for you that they happen to be exploding out of him and into you, with the way he has you bent over like his own personal cum dump as he ruthlessly takes out every pint of frustration he's kept locked up on your poor, aching cunt.

He’s pulling your hair, running his nails down your skin, and forcing you to say whose name is forever painted on your walls as his drips from your folds.  He’s particularly fond of shoving your head down against the futon as he takes you roughly from behind. He’s not satisfied until you’re crying. 

Oh and if you’ve been teasing him while out in public (particularly if you’re in the Corps)?? RIP to your pussy bc he’s about to slay it.

Not many people were aware of your relationship with the Water Pillar, but that was out of mutual agreement between you both. However, a few of your comrades had noticed a rather telling mark on your throat while you were being treated for a wound, and while you were able to avoid confessing the identity of your lover, you hadn’t been able to skirt the fact that you, indeed, had one. 

“What was it like?” A fellow Kinoe named Ayane asked you, a blush spreading across her cheeks. 

You could hardly meet her eyes as you mumbled, “It was nice.”

If you’d known the Water Pillar had been lurking nearby, ears carefully listening for your response, you perhaps would have been a little more careful with your words — but truthfully, you were flustered and a tad embarrassed, and so you’d answered her rather dismissively. 

Giyuu, it appeared, hadn’t been amused by your assessment; not when his hand had shot out from the dark cover of the trees to snag around your wrist, yanking you into the shadows. 

“Tell me, Y/N,” he growled in your ear, pressing you harder against the bark of the tree as he drove into you. “Does this feel-fucking-nice?” He punctuated the last three words with corresponding, pointed, sharp thrusts.

Your hands shot out to grip the rough wood to steady yourself as you whimpered, though the sound was drowned out by that of Giyuu’s hips slapping forcefully into your backside as he pumped into you with vigor. 

The Water Pillar’s teeth sank into the juncture between your neck and shoulder, the sting serving as your warning. “I asked you a question.” 

“Giyuu — ah — someone is going to see us,” You cried, though your protests were weakened by the way your hips ground back against him, desperate for release. 

Giyuu’s hand wound around your middle and dipped down to between your legs, skilled fingers circling your aching clit. “Not if you keep quiet and come when I say.”

His other hand had to clap around your mouth as his hips drilled into you, his fingers sliding between your lips to choke off the whine of his name as your cunt began to seize around him, begging to be filled by his cum, desperate to feel it leaking out of you as he sent you on your way. 

“I’ll show you fuckin’ nice,” he promised, and the Water Pillar wrenched you away from the base of the tree to bend you over before him. 

KINK-O-CLOCK

hear me out: I think this man has a virginity kink 

like he wants to TAKE your virginity 

If you’re not a virgin, dw, he’s still obsessed with you 

this is just like an added bonus for him — the idea that he’s the one who’s going to turn you into a whimpering, crying mess, that you’ll fall apart around his cock gets him incredibly excited. Especially because he plans on being the only man to touch you like this. It might translate into a greater corruption kink, but it goes both ways — he loves the idea of reducing you to a lustful, needy mess just as much as he loves the fact you do the same thing to him

big-time praise kink — he loves hearing you sing his praises, even if he gets extremely shy while you do it. He so rarely hears any form of praise or gratitude, so when you give it to him (both in bed and out of it), it means the world to him 

EDGING — especially if he’s been away for an extended period of time. You’re overjoyed when he comes home, but you’re also steadily preparing yourself for a long-ass night. Giyuu isn’t one to rush things already, but if it’s been a week or so since he’s last been inside of you, you better prepare yourself for a loooooonnng night ahead of you. He will bring you right up to the cusp of your orgasm before pulling off/out/removing himself, leaving you to clench around nothing. He will do this several times before finally, finally, letting you cum. 

creampies on creampies on creampies

Tbh he could give Sanemi a run for his money on this one (and his job at the Hostess donut filling plant)

The man is obsessed with his cum being in you. He’s not satisfied until it’s leaking out of you, and you’re laying on your back, knees against your chest, unable to do anything but hum in contentment because you’re so full of him. He will watch it trickle out of you, and then shove his still-hard cock right back in to give you one more load because fuck you look so sexy when you’re leaking him.  

bestie how do you think babies are made 

But if he’s not cumming inside of you, he is fascinated with cumming on your tits/face. The sight of his pearly seed covering your skin as you swipe your fingers through it, happily licking it from your hands is 100% guaranteed to make him rock-hard again

He always needs to be touching you in some way, but he especially loves holding onto your waist while plunging deep into you. It doesn’t matter if he’s on the bottom or the top — he just needs to hold you.

[w1shfullthink1ng]

Waiting for the sports car x nika fic 😛😛😛

“NO YOU AIN’T GOT NO MRS, OH BUT YOU GOT A SPORTS CAR”

nika mühl x fem!reader

DESCRIPTION/ after a messy breakup you where off in the night, when someone caught your eye..and was giving you just the right amount of attention. They did say the only person who knows how to treat a woman is a woman so…guess that’s how you got into a car with The Nika Mühl…

WARNINGS/ cursing, drinking, talks of sexuality & relationship status, talks of cheating & toxic men, suggestive, cocky nika, illegal car sex, f!ngering (reader receiving), p eating (nika receiving), minor choking, switch dynamics? (kinda)

THINK THATS IT…buckle up. (see what i did there)

VIBES UP, LIGHTS LOW…you had just gotten out of a toxic relationship with your ex boyfriend. It was a messy breakup & it was hard on you but you knew it was the right decision.

You didn’t miss no ex & you didn’t text him cuz you’re better than that. duh. Even though you weren’t wrong to end things, he wasn’t all bad, however you missed the good memories. Definitely not him.

Your friends decided they’ve had enough of this back & forth feeling, they allowed you to be like this for a little & let you process but now it was time to live it up. You were a free woman now, you needed to get up & remember who the fuck you where.

So that’s exactly what you did, you got up, got dressed & went out with your girls. After living in Seattle for 3 years now you’ve become familiar with the hot spots. The club you where at now was pretty popular. You danced around with your friends & let the night take you away.

You went to the bar to get another drink, sitting on a stool when you felt a presence. You turned and that’s when you saw her…Nika Mühl. Seattle takes pride in their teams especially “Seattle Storms”. “This isn’t real..” you thought to yourself. You’ve always been a pretty big basketball fan, your ex boyfriend was REALLY into basketball, he was even a fan of the storms so when you laid your eyes on seattle storms point guard you could only imagine the look on his face.

You were trying your hardest not to stare but i mean come on. it’s Nika Mühl, she was even more beautiful in person. “Need something pretty girl?” she said with a soft smile teasing you a little about the staring. “Just admiring the view” you said with a smile trying to remain casual but you where lowkey weak in the knees. “Big fan…sorry about your knee miss secretary of defense” she laughs “ah thank you i really appreciate it” she takes a sip of her drink, her eyes never leaving yours

“You from seattle?” she tilts her head a little, looking you up & down, taking you in like her pretty brown eyes could see your soul “Moved here 3 years ago for college” she nods her gaze still intense “You always been a storms fan?” “honestly? I’ve always been more of a liberty girl i mean sabrina ionescu? straight shooter” she shakes her head unable to argue with your statement “I don’t blame you she’s a beast” “I’ve always been a uconn fan tho, so when i saw you got drafted that’s when i got into the whole seattle spirit”

she smiles nudging your shoulder “Became a fan just for me? I must say i’m honored” she winks, she was a menace on & off court. You roll your eyes playfully. She buys you drinks, yall talk, get acquainted “You gotta boyfriend? girlfriend?” you laugh softly at her bluntness “I could ask you the same thing” “I asked first” “I uh….just broke up with my boyfriend about a month ago, he cheated & just wasn’t a great guy so yeah..”

she scoffed “men suck i’m sorry bebo you’re gorgeous he’s an absolute idiot for cheating on you” you smile softly “So whats up with you cuz come on…i know you’re fruity.” you state trying to lighten the mood she laughs shaking her head “yeah so what” she shrugs “i knew it!” “It’s not public information or anything cuz yk how people are but yeah…swing both ways, what can I say if you fine you fine” you nod in agreement “I know that’s right”

after some more light hearted conversation, talking comes to touching when y’all dance together. This was the most alive you’ve felt in awhile, being with nika was so easy. conversation flowed it wasn’t awkward she was just so real & genuine it was a breath of fresh air. Her hands found their way to your hips pulling you closer, your hands drape behind her neck.

She started to get a little handsy her natural confidence mixed with the alcohol made her feel unstoppable. “Aw come on now nika whats this?” you tease her about how handsy she’s getting “I think you know what this is, i think you want me” she whispers in your ear making your breathing get a little uneven “What makes you so sure? you seem awfully confident” you shot back “You think i don’t notice how you’ve eye fucking since you saw me?…tsk tsk tsk come on lijepa djevojka you’re a smart girl yeah? I know you’ve noticed I want you too” her voice was low her croatian accent a little heavier she moved some hair out of your face as she spoke, her hand on your chin making you look at her

“I don’t think I fully believe you” you run your hands through her hair tugging it slightly face to face with her making her bring her tongue to her cheek “you don’t believe me?” you shake your head, her grip on your waist get tighter as she brings you closer to her, chest to chest “I can show you better than i can tell you bebo…I can show you in the alley in the back, the center of this room…in my car with the window rolled down, it’s all up to you”

So that’s how you ended up here, in Nikas car sharing one seat, straddling her, her arms gripping your thighs making y’all as close as humanly possible. You smashed your lips onto hers, it was messy, the taste of cherry, alcohol & greed on her lips. Your hands in her hair as she her hands felt up on your body. “Need you so bad” you whispered in her ear kissing behind it where her tattoo is

Her hands gripped your ass moving up to your hips pushing your back against her steering wheel making you whine, she scrunched your dress up making it pool at your waist, her hands caressing your thighs aching closer to where you need her most “fuck nika please” it came out more whiny then you intended but you where desperate & didn’t care at that point, she smirked laughing a little “so fucking needy, who got you this needy hm?” she asks taking one of her hands to move your panties to the side

“you nika” you whimper out, she plunges two of her fingers in you making you moan, a low chuckle leaves her lips at how easily they slipped in from how soaked you where “it’s too easy you’re so wet, who got you like this?” she asked you, her free hand coming to snake around your neck as her fingers went deeper thrusting in & out making you lose any other thought besides her “you!” you whined answering her question.

her mouth was nasty, just dirty talk, cursing in croatian you couldn’t understand but anything coming out her mouth was so insanely hot it was unreal. Her pace quickens she finds that spot that made you dumb she kept hitting it over & over & over again making you moan out, back arching off the steering wheel as her lips latched onto your neck & chest

“so pretty, taking it so well” she praised she was so gentle yet rough at the same time, perfectly mixing praise & bullying. You where gone no thoughts just how good her fingers felt as she destroyed you so beautifully. She was making you go stupid , you clenched around her fingers you where so close & she wasn’t stopping

you kept moaning her name unable to think of anything else “fuck nika i can’t-“ “yes you can. come on slatka djevojko give it to me, let go” the knot in your stomach busting, you crash into her, head on her shoulder, breathing heavy as she rode you out of it giving your neck, shoulders & cheek sweet kisses as she praised you “there we go that’s it, so good for me yeah…you did so good”

She smiled moving some hair out of your face “you okay pretty girl?” her tone half concerned half teasing, you nod. She gives you a few minutes to collect yourself while she strokes your hair & scratches your back gently. You pull her back in it started off soft & sweet then got hungry & sloppy. You slip your tongue in her mouth a little fight for dominance

You move your mouth down her jaw, neck, & chest, hands moving up & down her body “Gonna show me how good your mouth is or you gonna keep teasing me?” you shake your head smiling against her chest “depends…you gonna beg a little?” “I don’t beg” she rolls her eyes playfully, you took this as a challenge “we’ll see about that” you smirked, she moved the seat back as you maneuvered yourself to your knees on the car floor (knee deep in the passenger seat & you’re eating me out is it causal now?��️)

You move her dress up, she lifts her hips helping you, you kiss up on her thighs building up a little tension & savoring her “Come on bebo, you don’t wanna waste my time.” you giggle against her thigh leave a little mark before slipping her panties off, keeping eye contact with the gorgeous girl in front of you

You bring her thighs to rest on your shoulders as you finally give her what she wanted, her hands in your hair tugging & pulling, pushing your head exactly where she wanted you. “fuck yeah just like that”, she squirmed just a little making you pin her to the car seat picking up your pace, she moan & laughs breathlessly “oh okay. yes ma’am.” she teases pulling your hair a little

You didn’t stop or slow down once. You ate her like she was your last meal, starved. Nika was letting go letting out whimpers & moans, you felt her getting close so you slowed down smiling against her making her whine “oh come on.” “told you i wanted you to beg” you mumble looking up at her. She shook her head gripping your chin “you serious?” you nod she had a bit of an ego but the ache between her legs was bigger than her ego right now

“please…” she whined a little, you put your mouth back working on her again “shit….please please please” you smirked, *I don’t beg.* my ass, picked up your pace bringing her back to that edge “keep going for me bebo” filthy croatian words leaving her mouth, the car feeling thick & foggy, her grip on your hair getting tighter as she finished, you slow down bringing her out of it, pulling your mouth away & fixing her dress, licking your lips as she wipes your chin, bringing her fingers to your mouth as you clean them

She pulls you back up into her lap, slapping your ass with a breathless laugh “ah shit…guess your more than a pretty face hmm?” she teased “oh fuck you” “I’m sure you’d like too” she winks, you shrug “already did but…we could go again like 3, 4..times” you smirk “Backseat. Now”

A/N

SPORTS CAR FIC FINALLY ARRIVEDDDD hope it was worth the wait

I have no idea what took me so long to finish this fic (yes i do i was lazy) but tates album “so close to what” is SO fire love love love, might write some more fics based on more songs from her album, i already have some cooking in the drafts😈🙏

hopefully i’m getting better with writing cuz as we know when i write smth suggestive i CANNOT take it seriously or look at again but i just have so many fic ideas where it’s fitting so bare with me PLEASE 😭

thanks for reading, love you always

wish signing off🪽

[zelda-the-sacred-realm]

Delicious in dungeon X ZTSR!

As a fan of this manga and anime, I wanted to do a crossover because I like the idea that my boys can join that world!

I imagine Wild being the chef of the group who convinces everyone to eat the monsters because you save on rations and money, and Time, an elf wizard who challenges himself and searches for an ancient magic to manipulate time, which I believe he is being the most reluctant one because no, he would prefer normal food 🤣

Sky is the gnome with his heads in the air but absolutely in symbiosis with the spirits, and Twilight has undergone a fusion with a beast and now has the appearance of a beast-man!

Wind, on the other hand, is a Kobold, really lively and cheerful, with a good sense of direction thanks to his nose! Also those big eyes, aww 💖

Worlds is a half-foot, a short species but really good with traps, he has a lot of experience and he likes to be paid well for his work, very much him 😆

And then there is my Realm/Link who is a Tall-man but not because of height but because the human race has this name! He is a boy who is venturing into the dungeon for the first time but he managed to aggregate with a skilled party!

I hope I can make some art about this soon because I had so much fun!

Hope you like it!

[arbitrarykiwi]

I desperately need a thanos version of now streaming 😭 i think I can wait☹️😔 as a matter of fact take your time😁🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾

Now Streaming...

Thanos Version

Yalllll I was really trying my best to get this out as fast as I could I PROMISE. idk what it was but I had so many people asking for a Thanos version of my ‘Now Streaming…’ and I wanna give yall what yall wan!

I hope this is up to y’all’s standards! It was admittedly so fucking hard to write w/o making it too similar to the Namgyu one I just did. So I hope I did the request justice💕💕

Warnings: none, sfw, fluff

“Hooooly fuck!!! Thank you for the donation!” Your boyfriend, Choi Su-bong, yells at his computer. “You’re an absolute beast for that!! I guess that means we have to keep this good energy rolling! We can stream for a lil longer guys.”

Despite it being just you and him in his apartment; he’s talking like there’s other people there. In a way, there is. Known as the famous twitch streamer, Thanos, your boyfriend often was doing long streams into the middle of the night.

From music review, to video games, to opening fan mail- he seemed to have a knack for it all. He got most of his following from his streams in which he would produce a whole song live within a time limit. Now that is what the people came to see!! He was talented, he could make catchy songs you would want to hear on your drunkest night out in under 20 minutes. He’d mix the whole song effortlessly all while interacting with the chat and providing commentary. It was no wonder he was famous!!

There was also a clear other reason for his influx of watchers. Thanos, Choi Su-Bong, your boyfriend…was fucking hot.

He was a big man, tall and muscular. The tattoos that accent his arms and hands just add to it. Not to mention the boisterous purple hair with personality to match! He could captivate someone so easily with just a witty sentence or a cocky remark. Even a flash of his smile could have new subscriptions pinging into existence, each being welcomed in with an ecstatic, “Welcome to the Thanos world!”

When you started dating, it was him that practically begged you to come on stream with him. He could respect your need or desire for privacy…but he really wants to show you off!!

He’s been streaming for a while, cultivating this niche group of viewers that he almost viewed as a distant family. The viewers who were there from the beginning of his twitch career watched him grow from nothing-living in his mom’s basement and high out of his mind on a mixture of substances, to living in his own place and producing music for other big rappers while having a successful rap career of his own. So to him…it only makes sense to brag about his next big step- his beautiful girlfriend!

He does monthly Q & A streams that are timed to go with the re-dying of his hair. And who does his hair? You!!!!! He’ll be seated in his gaming chair, towel tucked into his shirt as you work to coat his hair in the purple dye. Red tinged eyes beaming at the chat as new questions keep rolling in.

‘When’s the next song dropping?’

“Uhhhh.” Thanos drags out, eyes looking to the ceiling as he calculates an estimate of a release date. “Prolly next month. Won’t be an album though, unfortunately. Jus’ a single.”

‘What brand of hair dye do you use? Wanna make sure I buy some to have for when we get married’

Thanos’ eyebrows furrow a bit, scoffing at the commentary after the question. Can’t whoever this was see you behind him?! When he reads it out, he only reads the question.

He’s quick to fall back into a rhythm, trying to ghost over the thirsty comment- he doesn’t want to bring it to your attention. “I actually don’t know!” He chirps, reaching behind him to tug at your shirt, pulling you down into the cameras view, “we can ask my girlfriend though! She’s the one that does my hair so she’s in charge of alla that.” He says, turning to look at you.

You laugh, waving to the camera with gloved hands. Despite the gloves being for protection from the hair dye, the majority of your forearm is covered in purple. “I use this one. Works really well! Doesn’t come off when he sweats as much.” You tease, showing off the bottle of purple dye.

Thanos hopes showing you off would make those comments die down. And when flood of comments come in just talking about his single he’s dropping, his grin is widening- this is what he lives for!

Sure back when he wasn’t in a relationship and fucking women left and right he wouldn’t mind them, he’d even play into them. But he’s not been shy about you, about being with you. There’s no need for those comments to boost his ego when he has you doing it. Those comments are boring to him now!!! He wants people critical of his music, giving advice, asking him questions about himself, or giving requests!

One of the things that got Thanos big on twitch before he started to stream his music was his Minecraft videos. He’d force Nam-gyu who was strangely good with making mods, to make mod-packs that he would then add to the game. His Minecraft kick never went away- the dude loved that fucking game. He yearned for the mines. So you often found yourself curled up on the small futon in his office while the dull, muffled thrum of the Minecraft music blasts through Thanos’ headphones.

“Okay chat I think we hafta stay the night in here…” Thanos says chuckling as he blocks himself into a makeshift hole with half a heart left. “When I told ‘Gyu to go all out with this horror mod thing I didn’t think he’d add 30 mod packs into one!!! I can’t do anything without almost dying!!!!” He yells dramatically, spinning his mouse to make his character move erratic in the game. “It’s okay!!! Let’s…uhhhh….whats goin on in the chat! Yeah, what’s up with you guys!?!” Thanos says, shifting slightly to look at his second monitor and watch the chat as he tries to pass the nighttime cycle of Minecraft with whatever he can.

‘Been streaming your song for the whole week! It’s sooo good!’

‘I’ve been waiting for the next Minecraft stream. I’m so glad it’s back.’

‘You been working out?’

The comment makes him chuckle, and he grins proudly. “Fuck yeah I have!” He’s replying pushing up his sleeve and flexing his arm. “It’s really starting to show ain’t it?!” He jokes, beginning to flex for the camera.

As a dutiful girlfriend, you’re watching the stream as always. You have your phone propped up on the vanity across the same room he’s in so you can watch the stream while doing your makeup in a small round mirror. With your back turned to him- you can hear him but you can’t see him- so you prop your phone up in front of you on mute to get the best of both worlds.

You laugh silently, watching him put on a dramatic show for the camera, flexing his arms. Your eyes catch the chat, of course it’s filled with fangirls spamming the chat with various sexually driven compliments. Each one spaced out by other comments which joke around with Thanos and talk about the actual stream.

‘Yes LAWDD!!! Need him to put me in a headlock!!!!’

‘The tattoo going up his arm makes this so much hotter’

‘All muscle but still screams at a Minecraft mod.’

“Hey! Watch it!!!” Thanos yells teasingly, obviously catching the one comment that wasn’t begging for his attention. “When you have 6 jump scare animations play back to back- a man’d gonna scream!!!” He says, hands coming up in a defensive position, “That’s jus’ gonna happen!! I say it would be abnormal to not have a reaction to jump scares…..like ‘Gyu! That man has to be a different breed to not react at all!” He rambles.

If there was one thing he was good at it was interacting with the viewers. He was so in tune with it, even if you put aside the bias of him being your boyfriend, you would have and could have watched him for hours!! He was so entertaining and wildly interactive with viewers allowing for engagement that only made the stream better.

‘I need him so bad’

‘Play the game that I’ve been requesting!! Please!!’

‘I wonder if you have any tattoos we can’t see.’

Your eyes narrow, you pause your makeup and turn fully to the phone. You can see on the small screen that Thanos reacts, scoffing a little as he now sees the influx of horny messages that ensue after his flexing. He mentally scolds himself, he really didn’t mean to do it! He can’t help he looks so good!! Trying to deflect and calm the fangirls down he responds.

“Uhh… yep. Got a lot of em.” He says with a grin and a nod. “The one on my arm connects to a large one on my back that’s far too big to show…” he says, immediately putting down the notion of showing that one off. You let a breath you didn’t know you were holding, the thought of the chat of horny women seeing your boyfriends sculpted back makes you sick.

“…I got a few on my legs, I’d show those but I’m wearing sweatpants…oh!! Annnd~” his voice trails off into a sing-song tone, hand coming up to grip at the collar of his shirt, “got my baby’s name on my collarbone.”

A smile spreads across your face as he shows off the tattoo of your name in elegant script across his collarbone. He had done it a couple months ago- without you knowing- but after he came back home and showed you oh-so excited, you couldn’t help but adore it!

Thanos hopes that him showing the viewers that he literally has his girlfriend’s name tattooed that it would make the sexual or flirty comments die down. He knows it comes with the job, but he is also painfully aware of how those comments could make you feel- he’s had more than a few conversations with you about this.

Yes, they’re from people he doesn’t know and will never meet. Yes, he only has eyes for you and only loves you. You know that- he knows that. But it doesn’t make it easier when you’re forced to see thousands of women thirst after your boyfriend in ways that seem far too explicit to comment on a live twitch stream.

The stream continues, Thanos going back to playing the modded Minecraft world he had made. You had gone back to finishing up your makeup. You two were going out on a date after his stream wrapped up after all!

“Okay chat, what wood should I use for the base? Oak or Spruce?” Thanos’ voice echos through the room. He turns his head to the chat, watching as the choices get picked- trying to see which one wins out the majority.

‘It’s such a shame he’s not single…like she’s literally not even here to support him lolz’

The comment takes him off guard. It’s bold, not something someone should say to a random streamer they watch. It also pisses him off that it accuses you of not supporting him. You, out of all the viewers, were Thanos’ biggest supporter. He wouldn’t be here without you.

“I’m seein a lot of oak…oak it is!” Thanos then clears his throat, “Me n my señorita are going out after the stream, so I think I’ll probably finish the base and call it a night..”

Your head snaps to the phone you have his stream on and then to your watch, he has at least 2 hours before your reservation- he doesn’t need to get off…

You turn back towards his set up, looking over at him confused. He looks up from his monitor towards you, a smile beaming on his face as he sees your completed makeup look.

“In fact…C’mere.”

You furrow your eyebrows and stare at him blankly. He waves you over. It only takes a couple strides before you’re next to where he sits in his gaming chair.

Thanos pulls you down, throwing you over his lap before you have time to react. “Chat, look at her! Fuckin’ beautiful thing!” He boast, moving the camera to get a good view of your face.

A tattooed hand is coming up and squishing your cheeks together, bringing you closer to the camera and turning your head each way. “Seee~ ohhhhh look how good that liner is….and the blending?!!”

You’re giggling now, knowing truly he has no idea what good blending was or even how your eyeliner gets put on. His makeup knowledge is 0 to none. But boy howdy is he gonna show you off!!!

“Fuckin’ perfect!” He comments, like he’s marveling at a 5 star dish that was plated in front of him, “just look at her!! She was over there watching while she got ready.” Thanos coos, placing an obnoxious kiss to your cheek as if he’s trying to drive it in that it is not a shame he is not single- because he has such a great girlfriend like you.

“I jus’ needed to show you off…” he mumbles against your cheek before helping you stand back up. He looks up at you, proud smile on his face. Laughing, you nod, hand caressing his cheek before you return to the vanity to work on your hair.

“She’s been in the room the whole fucking time watching the stream by the way, moron.” He says, glaring into the camera before banning the commenter, smirk widening as he watches the chat now flood with comments on how hot you were.

I hope you guys enjoyed this one! This one was an odd lil struggle for me but I did enjoy the challenge!

Also I’ve been thinkin’ that some anons are returning anons and if you are…I just wanna say that I don’t have any emoji anons 😗😗😗😗so if you wanna claim one so I can recognize ya 😗😗😗😗 let möther know who ya are 😏😏😏 it’s just a think 🤭

I have a couple other requests and stand alone fics in the works! I promise I’m getting through them even though I don’t upload everyday. Love yew alllllll 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️ - <3 kiwi

[viienrose]

Honestly, as a hard Wenclair shipper, I don’t hate on Wyler fans. I’ve decided to write an analysis about Wyler as a way to better understand them. Even if I don’t share their love for the ship, it doesn’t erase some good points.

The character of Wednesday, throughout the different adaptations, has always shown some kind of affection for the kind and shy boy-next-door type. Tyler kind of fits this description — even if, in my opinion, Eugene is a literal copy-paste of that stereotype and was clearly relegated to the “little brother” figure.

So Wyler can make some kind of sense. The dark and sharp character paired with the sweet counterpart is always a great combination. Opposites attract, am I right?

Another argument for Wyler is that Tyler turning into a dangerous monster wouldn’t necessarily be a red flag for an Addams. On the contrary, it’s actually a good argument — the Addams family loves the strange and macabre.

However, a Hyde must have a master. There has to be a power dynamic. Tyler will never truly be in control of the beast. And the Addams seem to value balance and equality in their relationships. It would also be unfair to Tyler to be forced into obedience. Even if Wednesday became his new master, it would make their relationship based on a lack of free will from one party. It sounds incredibly toxic.

The part that gets really questionable is the Hyde itself.

Like, I get that Laurel tortured and controlled Tyler, but he admitted to enjoying killing people. I also understand that it’s supposed to be interpreted through the lens of psychological/emotional/sexual abuse, and that Tyler liking the thrill of the dirty work he was forced into could be a trauma response.

But how much control does a Hyde really have?

That’s a big question throughout the show:

• Did Tyler really like killing?

• Is the Hyde another being within himself that subdues his “real” self?

• Or is it just his dark impulses surfacing?

• Is Tyler a good guy under the pressure of the Hyde, or was he the Hyde all along?

That brings us to the next point:

We don’t know Tyler.

We don’t know Tyler with the Hyde.

And through season one, we come to understand that Tyler was the Hyde. But it left us wondering: Was the Hyde Tyler?

Is Tyler a psychopathic murderer, or was he forced to act under the stronger will of a savage alter ego?

Are they the same or two separate beings? How do we even divide the responsibility between the two?

I really hope the show gives us more insight into it.

Since we don’t have answers yet, I can’t imagine Wednesday being involved with Tyler.

She obviously had an affection or at least an interest in the sweet coffee boy — but that wasn’t really Tyler.

The Hyde is part of Tyler, whether he likes it or not. Wednesday liked the version Tyler showed her — not his real self.

He basically lied to her to get close. He led her to Laurel even if he had some liking for her. Was he entirely controlled? Maybe, but either way, it’s safe to say Wednesday no longer holds any real attachment to him.

Another important point — even if it’s just common sense — is that Wednesday would absolutely hate Tyler if he truly meant those murders.

The Addams family might be creepy and kooky, but they have a strong sense of justice and solid values. They’re goth, not evil.

—

Now, some projections based on what we learn about Tyler in the future:

• Best-case scenario: He was subjected by the Hyde and gets help to control it, healing from his trauma. It would take time. He could then be redeemed and reintegrated into the outcast world, with a better understanding of Hydes and protections against the abuse he suffered.

• Worst-case scenario: The dark personality of the Hyde was always part of him, even before it “woke up.” In that case, Tyler holds responsibility for his crimes, is non-redeemable, and goes full villain mode.

Honestly, I’d be happy with either.

The actor playing Tyler is amazing, and I can easily see him nailing both versions.

Still, I think Tyler would be the perfect opponent for Wednesday rather than a potential suitor.

As you might have guessed from this analysis, I really dig his character — mostly for the mystery and potential he still holds.

—

Now that I’ve written this whole text about making peace with Wyler fans, I want to point out something:

We kind of have the same argument as Wenclair fans!

The opposites attract trope. The Addams’ fascination with monstrous creatures.

We’re not so different after all.

Let’s just enjoy the show in our own ways without turning on each other’s throats.