#but I hope you liked it!

[ficsforeren]

What type boyfriend and husband do

You think Eren would be like when you read or watching or both the series

you mean like when you're watching a tv series with him?

boyfriend!eren:

insists to have you sit on his lap so he can snuggle close and lay his chin on top of your head. also you're so warm.

if he likes the show, he'll watch it till the end and eats most of your popcorn before you even reach half of the show (and complains too once the bowl is empty).

if he hates the show, he'll complain about it non-stop during the show, so much that you won't be able to concentrate.

If you are able to concentrate with him yapping in the background, he'll start pushing your hair away from your neck, kissing your nape, ear, and every other sensitive spot that he can reach. if you push him away, he'll pout and go "Fine. Guess who's not gonna get to sit on my face tonight?"

husband!eren:

literally too tired to watch a show (he's a responsible husband, he works his ass off everyday).

if it's something that he really likes, he'll spend ten minutes watching it. he's just going to doze off after that.

lying his head on your lap or snuggles close and uses you as his personal body pillow as you watch the show.

"Wake me up when it's over, babe." / "why?" / "'cause it's friday? it's time for us to have sex?"

if you already have a child or two then say goodbye to any intimate moments 'cause your kids love him and literally can't sleep without snuggling close to their dada

[eternalwormdevouringconneticut]

😘

For the WIP ask thing <3

“Fuck. Shit. Balls. Goddammit. Fuck.”

“Language.”

“Shit”

[thewhizzyhead]

you very much Should Keep going (if you’d like) I’m reading your tags like 👀👀👀 I wanna know More!!!

dude believe me i only just thought up 90% 9f this while doing my math homework last night so yea this is very barebones and this is very very new have very little to offer but um imma try to explain a bit more fjdjdc SO ANYWAYS GRADE 11

Warning: this is very long and I am very sorry aaAAAA also i only just thought of this last night and a while ago while attending class so um yea it's chaotic.

the songs i've mentioned so far in the tag ramble aren't um consecutive so yeah there are a lot of blank spaces in between fjsjsj and yea I haven't figured out the other leads and their arcs yet (probably 5-6 leads). for now um the planned songs feature 3 of the leads:

Kate - basically answers the question of What If Eva Sanchez Was The Protagonist and What If Eva Sanchez Saw The Hell That Is Don't Even (in this show, this song is called "Anakpota?" or "The Fuck?"); she's a transferee and is having a bit of a hard time adjusting to the new school environment; her reasons for transferring run a bit deeper than just "humanities is a lot more interesting than stem or business shits"; i guess her main character themes are burnout, the want for childlike wonder again and overcoming the fear that comes with chasing what you really want and no i am definitely not self projecting what are you guys talking about smh rhhdhs /hj (altho i admit that this is loosely based on my own experience with deciding to transfer schools) and yea she's a very closeted lesbian that slowly starts to comes out to others and to herself more throughout the course of the show. and also she gets a girlfriend YAY

Noel - rn i don't have that much planned out for him cause u know barebones plot but so far um i guess he's the chill dude, overall good guy, rantaro amami from danganronpa v3 vibes, and he's initially framed as the "love interest" for Kate esp in the song "Ikaw Ba Ay..." or "Are You..." (i wanted that to be a play on the typical Filipino Teen Hetero Romance CAUSE THAT SHIT IS IN EVERYWHERE JFJSJD I AM GONNA MAKE A WHOLEASS RANT ON THAT SOON AND NOBODY CAN STOP ME) but surprise motherfucker BOTH OF THEM ARE GAY AND BOTH BOND OVER IT AND BECOME BEST FRIENDS YAY WOOOO i kinda want him to be like the typical "Filipino Teen Heartthrob" star student with the twist being that he's gay and not make that a throwaway joke cause um yea that's a throwaway joke here that someone who is real catch for the heteros but is actually gay is "sayang" or "worthless" here.

Ella - ngl she is probably gonna end up as the main lead here fjdjd i'd say she has riley+chess vibes aka The School's Hotshot Achiever and Student Leader That Is Very Intimidating But Is Actually Really Freaking Kind and i guess with a dash of Kate Dalton-ish snark. Like i said the plot is barebones rn so i dunno anything but i do imagine them being the one that drives the plot forward due to her outspokenness. I also imagine her to be the one (along with Noel) that makes Kate a lil bit more comfortable with her sexuality and yup you guessed it Ella is gay too (bi to be specific oh and she uses she/they pronouns) and altho still a bit closeted, they're a bit more comfy with it. also they become Kate's gf yay!

those are the leads that i have kinda planned out so far but yea i still gotta expound kna lot of atuff and make up more leads for this but then again i just started conceptualizing this last night so ANYWAYS HERE ARE THE OTHERS SONGS THAT I LITERALLY JUST THOUGHT UP LAST NIGHT (aside from the ones already mentioned)

+ "Nakakapanibago" or "Well This Is New" - Ella and Kate work together on a school project aaand gay panic ensues. both of them take turns in addressing the audience and panicking over each other in um er an "Oh My God She's Very Fucking Cute What The Fuck" way. it kinda has What Is This Feeling from Wicked vibes if you remove the aggression and antagonization jdjsd and i kinda emphasize on how overwhelmed they are cause for Kate, everything - from the school to the subjects to the people - is new and her attraction to Ella is like a cherry bomb on top of a chaos cake while for Ella, who has studied in the school since kindergarten which is why nothing about the school fazes her anymore, Kate is a literal breath of fresh air and the spontaneity scares them and excites them at the same time. The number is comedic (and is chance for me to add a shit ton of wordplay cause yAY WORDPLAY) but i guess also hints at their fears which will definitely come into play later.

+ "Mabuting Laban" or "Good Fight" - a group number led by Ella, this is the first song in the musical that isn't mostly comedic. like um the musical so far (before this song) is mostly somewhat of a parody-just-for-laughs-don't-take-this-seriously piece but with this, the show finally hints to something a lot more serious and insightful. so basically ella tells kate (this scene comes right after the Nakakapanibago sequence) that they have noticed that the latter is um very very shocked at the blatant show of LGBTQ+ stuff. Kate mentions that altho many students have since then spoke up for LGBTQ+ acceptance, things were a lot more conservative back in her former school (once again wooo definitely not self projection /hj) so like seeing all this is very new to her. Ella then mentions that things weren't always like that - a lot of fighting had to be done in order to get to that point. and because most of the students already were branded with a rebellious reputation (for a lot of delinquent behavior), they really didn't give a fuck anymore if they were being controversial or not. What mattered was that they would make the school environment a lot more welcoming for themselves and for others. That sentiment is also shared by other leads singing along as they go out of their way to ensure a much better environment for everyone (in terms of lgbtq+ rights, undoing the stigmatization of mental health matters, student activism yadda yadda)

(oh and also this kinda serves as something that bridges the prejudices between the two schools since Ella's school is famous for a lot of student delinquency while Kate's former school is famous for being known as the "Best School In The Region With The Best Students" (which is why Ella understands why the students in Kate's school are a bit more hesitant to speak up because Kate's former schoolmates got way too much to lose) and the rivalry those schools have with each other cause students from ella's school think those from kate's school are pompous little shits while those from kate's school think that ella's schoolmates are delinquents and yes this is commentary on the dynamic my former school'scstudents and my current school's students share) (i should probably give this its own song)

+ "Ayoko" or " I Don't Want It" - (this does not come right after Mabuting Laban fjsjd i honestly dunno where to put this) this comes right after a conversation regarding her reputation in her former school and yea this is Kate poking fun at the "I Want" song musical trope. Like um she addresses the audience saying something along the lines of "oooohh wow complicated backstory exposition! you are probably expecting a song rn ala "How Far I'll Go" from Moana but guess what bitches fuck you all cause i'm gonna sing a song about the things I don't want just to fucking annoy you." it starts off as incredibly satirical and um Kate Dalton-vibes all throughout the scene with lots of pettiness which will then gradually transition to her singing about how she threw all the opportunities presented to her by the former school just because she really didn't want to do them and was tired of saying "yes" just to be enough for them. She then starts singing about her taking control of her own narrative by finally leaving the school. She still laments about those lost opportunities and admits that she still kinda wants to pursue those, but if she has to sacrifice rest for greatness, then she doesn't want it. The song ends with a verse akin to most I Want songs as she finally admits what she really wants the most: rest and wonder.

also here's a verse i made up just a while ago

Diyos ko, sabihin mo, ano pa ang kailangan kong gawin/upang mabawi ang mga ninakaw sa akin/upang maibalik ang pag-asang nawala/upang sa wakas ako'y makakapagpahinga/sapagkat hindi na ako nagnanais ng kadakilaan/ang hinihingi ko lamang ay ang aking kabataan

translation (i'll try my best to make it rhyme): My God, tell me, what else do i have to do/so I can take back all that they have taken from me/so that I can bring back the hope I've long so been deprived of/so that for once in my life, I'll be able to breathe/ cause I no longer want all the greatness that you say I could've had/ I only want to wonder, I only want my childhood back

+ "Halos Lagi Nalang"or "Almost Always The Same" - if this sounds familiar yes i rambled about this before gjdjdjd I started conceptualizing this song even before i even started conceptualizing the musical. So yea this is in Act 2 the song starts with mentioning the exhaustion that comes with being an LGBTQ+ teen in the philippines cause yup same old conservative religious bullshit same old same old shit and despite many a lot of people advocating for LGBTQ+ rights, nothing ever changes around here because well conservative religious bullshit. so yea this is kind of an extension of "Good Fight" but make it more about the burnout felt by a lot of teens that want something better than whatever we have right now. Then it will also apply to the other causes that the leads fight for (activism,destigmatization of mental health stuffs, etc). I'd say it's a combination of Before the Breakdown + Move On musically speaking (yea PMA has influenced me by a LOT). eventually this becomes one of the star numbers fo the show cause yea all the leads will do a shit ton of singing and harmonizing (but for here i'd say Noel and Kate have a tiny bit more of the spotlight since for now they are the ones with the very LGBTQ+ based plotlines). I really REEAAALLY want this song to work aaaa i've been playing around with the melody a lot recently and if i can't write the whole musical, then i'll be content with at the very least writing this song

+ "Try Lang Natin" or "Let's Try It Out" - this is a very barebones sequence atm but basically it's a scene where both Kate and Ella come to terms with their fears related to uncertainty and go "fuck it we don't know jackshit about the future anyway so why not ondulge a bit and ejoy what we have today" and decide to start going out with each other YAYYYYY and also this is like one of the few scenes here were Ella is much more visibly nervous compared to everyone else in the scene so yay for helping each other come to terms with their own vulnerabilities WOOOOO (also paige i remember you saying once that kate and eva could've had a Forever reprise duet right? And correct me if i'm wrong but i think u said it could be about eva assuring kate that she won't go anywhere? WELP I'M STEALING THAT JFJSJJDF /lh /hj AND YUP KATE AND ELLA ARE BASICALLY UM KINDA KATEVA IF YOU SQUINT SO THANK YOU PAIGE FOR THAT IDEAAAA)

AND THAT'S IT SO FAR WOO THIS TOOK ME 5 HOURS TO TYPE IT ALL OUT FJDJSJFF i'm kinda impressed with this ngl considering that i literally started making this up last night and i hope that i can make something out of it woo

And if you guys somehow reached the end of the post and have read every single thing, I'm sending you a lot of hugs and a lot of milkshakes

[yo-what-the-duck]

Reese and Farrah helping each other get ready for a school dance?

Sorry this took so long!! It’s a long one though! And it’s another 2am post! WOO!

Riley never went stabby stab AU 

Word Count:  1060

“T minus seven hours until Homecoming!” Cairo announced at practice proudly, grabbing Reese’s attention. At the team sleepover during the summer, Riley realized how good Reese was and asked the school board if she could add Reese to the team. They agreed and Reese finally got her pom-poms. She might not have been captain, but being there equal to the rest of the girls made her happy enough. Fast forward to present day, the team had an early morning practice because of the dance that night. “Remember that we meet at Riley’s house to take pictures at four-thirty and no one better be late!” 

“How could we forget?” Kate asked snappily, causing a quick scald from Chess. “You’ve only mentioned it about a hundred times today. I bet I could guess what you’re gonna say next-”

“Oh, I want to play!” Farrah exclaimed. She inhaled and furrowed her eyebrows saying, “Don’t forget to vote for me as Queen! If you don’t you’ll be demoted to the back spot!” The sophomore actually did a pretty good impression of the self-centered Cairo. 

Kate smirked continuing with, “And then Riley chimes in with-”

“We’re not going to do that Cai!” Annleigh finished, mocking the captain in a complete wholeness to almost everyone’s surprise. The whole team was laughing now. Everyone except Riley and Cairo that is. 

“Oh, don’t be so butthurt!” Farrah said, giggling like a fool. 

“Practice over,” Riley sighed, rolling her eyes. Reese shrugged off the annoyed looks of the captain and “unofficial” co-captain(Cairo and Riley’s compromised title.) Grabbing her bag, she turned towards the direction of the locker room but was blocked by Farrah, who was still cracking up. 

“Hey Reese!” Farrah started, playing with one of her braids that were hanging by her ears. “I’m being kicked out of the house by Annleigh this afternoon because she wants to get ready with Clark, which I think is really weird due to the ‘after marriage rule.’ Anyways, the point is we haven’t really talked since the sleepover this summer and I really like talking with you. I know this is super last minute but I was wondering if I could…” Farrah trailed off, now playing with both of her braids. Reese just assumed she wanted her to finish her sentence. 

“Do you want to come over to my house and get ready for the dance with me, Farrah?” Reese smiled, half giving in to the girl and half grateful she wouldn’t be alone in the afternoon. Probably more of the second one. 

“That’s a great idea, Reese! You brought your car right? My dress and makeup stuff are in Annleigh’s car so I’ll go get them.” And with that the two girls headed outside, both forgetting to change out of their gym clothes. 

When they arrived at Reese’s house, they both decided that showers were definitely the first step to getting ready. After that, they sat down and discussed what they were going to do with their hair. “I am not a hairdresser by any means,” Reese frowned, hoping Farrah didn’t expect her to be. 

“Well it’s a good thing I am!” Farrah laughed confidently. “Who do you think braids my hair? Annleigh?” Reese laughed now too. Annleigh could barely put her hair into a ponytail without having a fit about the bumps that would occur in her long hair. “As long as you can blow dry my hair, I can do both of our hair. I’m thinking of a tucked crown braid for you and a chignon with a side fishtail braid for me!”

“I have no idea what any of that means, but I’m here for it! I can do makeup though! Now take that towel off your head so I blow dry your hair.” Reese matched her grin with Farrah’s as the two of them looked into the mirror on the makeup vanity in Reese’s room. Running her hands through Farrah’s hair, Reese felt welcomed by her teammate. Farrah was genuinely happy to be there and it meant the world to her. Reese finally seemed to be getting what she’s always wanted: inclusion. 

“Ow! Too hot!” Farrah whined trying to push the dryer away from her scalp. “Turn the heat down!” 

“If I turn it down anymore it will freeze your hair into an ice block!” Reese smirked after seeing the dial. 

As time went by, Farrah’s hair eventually dried and then it was Reese’s turn to get her hair dried. She didn’t complain once, which she made sure to point out to Farrah when she was done. As Farrah pulled her hair back into the chig fish braid thingy, Reese applied her makeup, careful not to mess up the meticulous wings on her eyeliner. Once it was time for Farrah to do Reese’s hair, she relaxed even more. 

“Damn girl,” Reese uttered when she saw what Farrah did to her hair. “Your fingers are magic!” Reese didn’t have long hair like Farrah, so it only just passed her shoulders. With the makeup and hair done, Reese felt… beautiful. She’d always known she was attractive, but she actually felt like a Disney princess. “Let me do your makeup! What color is your dress again?” 

And just like that they both sat in their robes(well Reese’s robes since Farrah had to borrow one) with hair and makeup complete. Checking the time, they determined they had about an hour until they had to leave for Riley’s. “Well that worked out, huh,” Reese smiled as Farrah nodded back enthusiastically. “You know, you’re pretty cool to hang out with now that I actually know you.” 

“Hey, there’s actually someone who doesn’t hate me!” Farrah light-heartedly laughed, clearly remembering the reference from the summer sleepover when the two first talked alone. 

“No one hates you, Farrah. You just need to be yourself more and not who you think people expect you to be.” 

“You sound like a fortune cookie,” Farrah smiled, satisfied with the laughter coming from Reese. “Now let’s get our dresses on and go take some pictures with just the two of us! I don’t want Riley’s orange dress in the one I post on Instagram and am too lazy to photoshop her out!” 

“I’d like that. Not the photoshop part, but I’m really glad we did this.” 

“Me too, Reese.” Farrah grinned, “But I like the photoshop part.”

[capinejghafa]

Hi hi hi! I really loved your young Allison gifs, and I was wondering if you could do the same but for young Klaus? Thank you so much if you have time ❤️

Thank you so much! I appreciate your kind words!

Here you go :) bb!klaus

https://andyoudoctor.tumblr.com/post/625582541662044160/anon-requested-young-klaus-s1-s2

[angstars]

koga + 4?

𝗻𝘂𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟰 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗽𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 「𝟭𝟬𝟬 𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝗶 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂」

“𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆. 𝑳𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒙 𝒊𝒕.”

ミ☆

The pads of your fingers are a little chipped, like a wooden mannequin that went through many hardships during the first making, your skin hardens and peels under the pressure you use them in. Hands rough from the hours of work paid off when a performance goes by smoothly with satisfied performers and audience.

Lately though, you find it a little harder to breath properly, chest tightening as if coiled by an invisible snake. Late night working never really did your body any justice. Neither did power naps nor energy drinks in retrospect. To be fair, the next performance you were in charged of was for a much bigger event than you’ve previously handled. It was perhaps a silent pressure on you...

“Ooiii, oi! Are you listening!” Koga’s bright eyes look into yours in a glare. Squinting his eyes at you when you blink innocently, smile tight and holding off on a grin. “Now you listen. The hell were you thinking ‘bout?” He interrogates, plopping himself next to you on the floor.

“Sorry,” you offer sheepishly, nose scrunching and turning back to the file in front of you with a smile. “I got distracted by this.” Koga looks over your shoulder when you gesture to the proposals scattered on the floor, the staging still in the development stage and it was your decision to choose from the various themes.

The male situates his chin comfortably on your shoulder, humming lowly at a blueprint you have next to your legs. “What’s that?” he points the odd piece of paper, half lines and dashes scattered around the printed area.

“Ah, that’s basically the fix stage. It’s like,” you gesture around with the pencil in your hand, “from all these proposals I need to construct a design that fits the concept from all of them like... meshing them together? Oh! Like an ultra proposal from all the baby proposals!” Your explanation is met with a nod, Koga no longer resting on your shoulder and giving you a look.

“Let me work in peace, please.” You sheepishly request, shifting away and the grey-haired male lifts a hand in mock surrender.

“Gotcha.”

The next few minutes pass by in comfortable silence. Your hands are cramping from the constant use and legs going numb from the stilled position. The proposals around you are a lot more scattered than they previously were- much worse than before and your chest is growing tighter again.

“Ah-,” you grunt, a coughing fit lodging in your throat and your eyes are burning from the tears pushing itself into your eyes.

“Hey- are you okay? Here, drink this,” Koga offers his water bottle in wild gestures and you shake your head, forcing the last few coughs from your throat. It's raw now, hurting and your eyes are still blured by tears but you feel like crying for a different reason.

“Fuck- sorry, it’s-” you cough again and Koga is holding you upwards by your arm, rubbing your back gently. He offers his water bottle to you again but you shake your head, face scrunching in pain. “I messed up.” You manage to breath out, closing your eyes when a headache suddenly pounds your head. To think things we're growing smoothly. The fatigue most have caught on to you.

“Wait, no- don’t worry about. Come here,” he shifts you away from your ‘work station’ into his lap, cradling you softly and taking the pencil from the floor. “Let me fix it. Just tell me what to do.”

You wince, rubbing your eyes and melting into Koga’s chest. “Won’t it be hard to work like this?” You mumble and you shift along with Koga who shrugs his shoulder at your question.

“Can’t be that hard.”

You laugh a little because it actually is quite difficult but appreciating his help nonetheless. “Thank you.”

[calteahood]

Killer Queen {Luke Hemmings}

Rating: M — Please be 18+ to read!

Warnings: SMUT! Includes daddy kink, spitting, spanking, light slapping (very light), & degrading terms.

Word Count: 2.6k

Author's Note: Hi! So, this is my first one shot for 5SOS. Starting with a bang. Here's some filth featuring our good man Luke, completely inspired by the photo above. Started writing this as soon as they posted it, and now this is finally being posted! Please please please share and give feedback! I look forward to hearing what you think! Thank you, enjoy! xx

It was no secret how sexually active you and Luke were. The number of times the boys had walked in on a backstage blowjob was astounding, and you were positive the tour crew members were tired of hearing you through hotel walls every single night. But hey, you couldn't help it. With your life back at home keeping you there it's not like you could visit your rock star of a boyfriend often. It's not like he was physically there all the time to give you all the orgasms you craved.

Plus, as you two furthered your relationship in general, your relationship in the bedroom only seemed to get more.. interesting. What started with missionary position and only doing it tangled in your bed sheets or laying on his couch turned into a whirlwind of kinks. From a position such as doggy style to openly calling him daddy, despite who could hear you in action, you wanted it all. And Luke was more than happy to give it to you whenever, and wherever, you pleased.

Being on the road with the boys didn't just mean great parties and amazing shows. It wasn't only seeing incredible views with your incredible boyfriend. Their band photographer has his camera rolling constantly, capturing moments 24/7. When the American leg of the tour came around, the tour you could actually come to visit for a few days, there was a poster for every show. Sometimes it was cool artwork, but other times the boys posed for the poster.

You were lucky enough to be on set during one specific shoot that drove you wild. With the new album came a new aesthetic, one where the guys happened to feel free to express themselves, even if it seemed a bit feminine at times. You loved it. The photoshoot set was simple, just a white background with a king's throne. The stylist did amazing with the boys, especially Luke, and you couldn't take your eyes off him. A burnt orange flowy button-up covered his torso, tucked into his white pants, and of course he had to wear his sparkly golden boots. Of course. He sat down in the throne, claiming his spot as frontman. It would only fuel his ego more, but he was confident and glowing, and you didn't mind a bit.

All throughout the photoshoot you couldn't help the pool between your legs. Luke really did look like a king, and you were living for his cocky demeanor as he sat on the throne.

Once the shoot was done the set crew began to put things away and the boys went to change out of their outfits into something casual until the concert later. Before following Luke you watched as two men set the throne into a storage room. You wouldn't be surprised if people could literally see the light bulb that popped up above your head, a mischievous grin forming on your lips.

Before Luke reached the dressing room you reached out for his hand. "Hey love, what'd ya think of the shoot?"

You smiled. "I'm sure Andy got some great shots. You guys looked good."

Luke chuckled, of course he looked good. He's worked so hard on being happy and healthy, he's proud to admit that he thinks he's hot shit after years of not knowing who he was. Really, you were thankful. You'd rather have a confident Luke with a hint of cocky instead of a boyfriend who felt lost and ugly in his own skin. "Thanks babe. And what'd you think about me?"

"Best looking one up there."

Kiss ass.

He smiled. "Thank you. I'm gonna head to the dressing room, get changed and chill out for a bit. Are you coming with me or gonna stay out here and wait?"

Now was your chance. You knew the tour team the band has wouldn't care if you two went off for a few (or more) minutes as long as you didn't take all day. Plus it was better than fucking on the bus where everyone could hear. All you had to worry about was Luke. You had to hope he would be down for your evil scheme. "Actually," you began, "I was wondering if you wanted to have a little fun with me?"

This made Luke's brows raise with curiosity, but he caught on to your naughty grin. He knew you were up to no good, and he loved it. "Depends. What kind of fun, little girl?"

Little girl… oh fuck. It felt almost pathetic. He had you in the palm of his hand with a simple pet name. You had to regain at least a bit of dominance, so you stood tall and confident. "Let me show you." He allowed you to lead him into the storage room, which was luckily unlocked, where the throne was placed. Other props for different photo shoots surrounded it, but the chair sat in the center of the room, basically asking to be used. You were definitely going to show him what kind of fun you had in mind. You carefully closed the door, making sure to lock it. Nodding your head to the center of the room, you quietly said, "Sit back on the throne, baby."

His smirk matched yours, proud to know that his girl had something so raunchy up her sleeve.

As he sat on the throne, untucking his shirt and setting his arms on the beautifully detailed armrests, you stood before him. The damn smirk could not leave your face. Without saying anything, you gently grabbed ahold of your lace panties through the fabric of your thin dress, tugging them down your thighs until they were visible and falling down your legs. Without taking your short heels off, you stepped out of the underwear, kicking them off to the side, before moving forward.

You straddled Luke's thighs, your legs slipping through the open arms of the throne so your feet could touch the ground. Thankfully you chose to wear a dress with a more flowy skirt, so it easily rode up, allowing your soaked core to rub against him. You rub your hands up and down his chest, feeling the soft fabric of his shirt. "You looked so good during the photoshoot, daddy.. still do," you mumble. He whispered a quiet thank you, then you spoke up again. "But you'd look so much better on this throne without anything on."

Before he could stop you, your hands gripped the front of his shirt, the part that should be buttoned up, but the boy loved showing off his chest. Without hesitation you pulled your hands apart, yanking open the shirt while little buttons went flying. His grin immediately turned into a frown, and with a low gasp he reached one hand up to roughly grab your jaw.

"Little girl, what is wrong with you? Ripping my shirt like that? I'll have to pay the stylist for that! Are you asking to be punished?" Luke growled, slightly shaking your head with his grip on your jaw.

You moved your hips, grinding against him. "Mmm.. maybe I am, daddy." Despite how mad he seemed at your little stunt you still let out a small giggle and gave him an innocent smile.

"Oh baby, you're in for it. Bet that's just what you want, though." The hand that wasn't holding you moved down to his belt, quickly unbuckling it before moving to undo his pants. He expertly pushed his pants down a bit, pulling his boxers along so his hard cock could spring out. He let out a deep groan at the feeling of freeing his cock from the tight confinements he had on. With the hand that was on your jaw he moved his thumb up to your bottom lip, pushing it against your mouth. "Suck," he demanded, "'m too pissed with you to hear you say anything else."

You happily obliged, allowing his thumb to slip between your soft lips. You moaned around it, swirling your tongue as if you were on your knees sucking him off. Suddenly he pulled his hand away, lifted your dress with his other, and placed his wet thumb roughly on your clit. "Fuck," you breathed out. Your hands slipped down, one wrapping around his cock while the other lightly caressed his balls.

His fingers slid down to your slit, his thumb never stopping its rapid motions, before pushing two fingers into you. The sudden feeling surprised you, but you would be lying if you said you didn't want him to go even harder on you. With both of your hands occupied on each other's bodies you whined. "Daddy, please, more."

A dark chuckle escaped his lips as he pushed in a third. His rings felt cool against the heat between your legs. The hand that held your dress up moved to your cheek, gently caressing it before giving you a couple light taps on the cheek. "You want to be punished so bad, wanna be fucked on this throne like a little slut," his fingers began to move in and out of you faster, bringing you closer to an edge that you so desperately needed, "I'll give you what you want, but don't be pouty when I make your pussy sore from how much you'll be cumming."

"I promise I'll be good daddy, just punish me!" You begged him, and he fell right into it.

Luke moved his hand out from under you, leaving you gasping, wanting something to fill you up. He grabbed onto the end of your dress, yanked it up to pull it off of you and throw it somewhere in the room. He reached behind you to undo the clasp of your bra, which quickly followed the dress. He took this time to caress up and down your sides, squeezing your tits a couple times before moving his hands down to your ass, gripping tightly. You leaned forward, spitting down onto his cock as lube so you could continue jerking him off. He groaned and pulled you closer to him, attaching your lips in a fierce kiss, clashing teeth and biting lips. With him pulling you closer it allowed the lower half of your body to rub against him. You moved your hands to wrap your arms around his neck, placing your pussy against his cock to grind down. Luke moved his hands from the soft flesh of your ass to your hips, grabbing at you roughly.

With both hands squeezing your hips he settled you right above his cock, his tip grazing against your slit, teasing you. It was as if he read your mind, because before you could beg him to put it in he was pushing you down, allowing your pussy to take him until your ass was pressed against his thighs. You both let out a moan, yours a bit more shaky due to how good his big cock felt in you. His arms slipped around you, holding you so you fell into his chest. Your head rested right under his chin as he bucked his hips up once, twice, him hitting it deep in you.

You began to bounce, the soft echo of your ass slapping against his pant-covered thighs. Your arms wrapped around his neck as you moaned into his chest. "Fuuuuck.. oh my— fuck, daddy," you mumbled out.

He reached a hand up to yank on your hair, pulling your head back so that he could look down, directly looking at you. His blue eyes were clouded over with lust as his lips pulled into a devilish smirk. "Open your mouth, princess."

You did as you were told, poking your tongue out. Your hips never faltered, continuing to ride him. He leaned his head down slightly, his grip on your hair getting stronger. When he was no more than two inches away from you he spat into your mouth.

"Close those lips, slut. Swallow like a good girl and maybe then I'll let you swallow my cum too." He yanked your hair once more as he gave you your order. His hands slipped to your hips against, forcing you down on him harder than before. One moved to graze your ass before slapping it. "Count, slut." He slapped your ass again.

"That's two, daddy," you whimpered out. He continued his assault, loving hearing you whine for him. The words, how shaky you sounded. "Three, f-four… five!"

You felt his fingers move to your pussy, thumbs slipping in between your moving bodies to grasp onto your lower lips, spreading them apart and allowing him more access to you. You couldn't help but moan out, only wanting to feel him deeper and deeper.

He chuckled. "Desperate for me in your tight cunt, huh?"

You nodded vigorously. "Yes daddy! More, please more!" You begged and begged, forehead resting against his. You felt him readjust the way he was sitting, making sure his feet were planted firmly on the ground before quickly thrusting up into you, hitting your spot perfectly. "Oh my— fuck! Daddy!"

"Cum on my cock, little girl. Hurry so I can cum down that pretty throat of yours, or else I will take you across my knee and spank you till you can't sit," he threatened. While the ladder sounded amazing, knowing how much you both loved spanking, you wanted him to fuck your face a bit. Really punish you, because you knew damn well that you deserved it after acting like a brat and ripping his shirt. Or maybe you just wanted to be treated like his little slut. Both options sounded spot on.

You bounced faster as his thrusts grew stronger, meeting your center each time snapped his hips up. "Yes daddy, fuck I'm gonna cum. Fuck fuck fuck!" Like that, you feel yourself release, cumming all over his cock. You slowed down your movements, breathing heavy. You couldn't help it, you just had one of the best orgasms of your life. Each time with Luke was amazing, but when he was bossy and dominated you, treating you like a little whore… You knew you shouldn't admit to it, but it turned you on more than you could ever imagine. You loved being daddy's little slut.

He suddenly pulled you off of his lap, staying in his seat but pushing you down onto your knees, grabbing your hair with one hand to push your head towards him. "Open your mouth, little one," he ordered. Of course, you complied. You open your mouth wide, sticking your tongue out, allowing him to shove your head down onto his cock. Instead of thrusting up into your mouth, he used his grip on your hair to move your head up and down, controlling how much of him you took. He gave you a few seconds to catch your breath and suck on the tip, before you heard him give an animal-like growl and shove as much of him down your throat as he could. He did this twice more before groaning and cumming into your mouth. Once he was done you pulled off of him, swallowing then opening your mouth to show that you took every last drop.

Sighing, he leaned back into the throne as one of his hands caressed your cheek, slipping his thumb into your mouth for you to gently suck on. "Little girl, you make me feel like a damn king sometimes, you know that?"

You giggled, moving back up onto his lap. "I'm happy to, daddy. As long as I'm your queen."

With that, he gave a playful slap to your ass. "Of course you are baby, daddy's little queen." He brought you in for a kiss, much sweeter than before, sealing the promise that though he's the one on the throne, he'd do anything for his girl; his queen.

That's for damn sure.

[thebardisabird]

GUESS WHO’S BACK BACK AGAIN BARD IS BACK TELL A FRIEND

Hello darlings! With this wonderful post, I am officially off my hiatus! All is well with my move and I am finally able to sit down at my desk and post again. So onward with my next request: and it’s an old favorite! Please enjoy a little Daddy!Oso giving his son a bath.

Fingers gently rubbed the baby’s scalp as a bubbly lather worked over his few whisps of hair. A sigh sounded in the bathroom, cutting through the infants babbling, 

“Jeez kid...for barely being able to crawl you sure do know how to get yourself dirty.” 

To which his only reply was laughter and the curling of fingers around Osomatsu’s hand. He pulled the washcloth from the bathwater, wiping any traces of snot and grime from his child’s face. To see his offspring laughing with scrub or poking at soap bubbles softened Osomatsu. He studied his son: chubby cheeks and big eyes to match his innocence. It took a great deal of strength in the red matsu not to let his tears surface. The tasked look melted from his face, “One day you’ll grow old like me...worrying about everything and then nothing at the same time. Ahhh I wish you could never grow old.” 

He pinched his son’s nose, “Then you could always look this cute.” 

Tiny hands grasped his fathers. Boundless laughter echoed in the room, a sweet song to an already emotional father. That was...until a loud frothing sound came from behind the baby. Osomatsu’s elation halted into sheer horror, and immediately he held his nose,  “Oi...but then again, but maybe you won’t be such a stinkbomb either.” 

His groan from his son’s antics only grew louder when he heard his spouse shout from the other room, “Make that TWO stinkbombs! Don’t forget why you’re in the tub there with him, Osomatsu!” 

Sighing in his defeat, he lathered a generous layer of shampoo into his hair,  “I know, I know.” So much for having a friendly fingerpaint war. 

[icyhobi]

When is Chapter 5 coming? I just can wait for that beautiful art

It’s already out bby. I’m aware that you most likely asked this before i released it, but i was just so focused on finishing it to post. I didn’t even get to check my ask box till now. I legit passed out after posting it :”)

[wollstoncrafts]

Wedding shower (thanks in advance) :)

[This is a future scene from TSCS, which reminds me I should update that story soon. Hope you enjoy!]

Sybil looked at her reflection in the mirror, the first present she had received for her wedding shower was in fact her wedding dress, a present from both Mary and Edith.

They knew Sybil wouldn’t be able to afford anything new with the few money she was getting from working as a nurse. The original plan was for her to mend an old white dress she had, and buy a new veil; but Mary and Edith thought that the best they could do for their sister was getting her a new dress.

It was a simple dress, nothing Sybil wouldn’t want, but a part of it was covered with lace, and though it looked quite fancy, Sybil rather loved it. She looked beautiful, and she felt beautiful.

“Do you like it?” Edith asked smiling, her eyes never leaving her sister’s figure, “I think you look radiant on it. Imagine Tom’s face when he takes sight of you at the church.”

Sybil blushed. “I love it,” she confessed, then turned to look at her sisters with a grateful smile, “Thank you so much for giving this to me. I don’t deserve it.”

“Oh, shush!” Mary exclaimed, “A bride deserves every good thing that is given to her, especially you.”

“Do you want to open the other presents that were given to you?” Edith asked, “I’m curious as to what we may find. Maybe we’ll find a present for Tom somewhere there.”

Sybil’s cheeks felt incredibly hot, but even so, she managed to let out a giggle. Mary shook her head, but a smile soon spread across her face.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if there were a present for him,” she stated, “Some of his aunts seemed to be quite enthusiastic about the prospect of you two having children. It was entertaining.”

“Ah yes, I heard them too,” Sybil said while biting her lip nervously, “I’m not sure if I’m ready to be a mother just yet. But don’t get me wrong, I want to enjoy my wedding night as much as it is possible to.”

Mary rolled her eyes. “Just be careful, Sybil.”

Edith smiled and gave Mary a little swat. “Let her enjoy it! I know you don’t trust Tom, but I do, and I can tell you that the last thing he would do is to hurt our little sister,” she said, “And just look at her! She’s so excited about it, don’t ruin her moment.”

“Fine then!” Mary said annoyed, “Enjoy your wedding night, Sybil. Have no sleep if that’s what you’re wishing for.”

Sybil shrugged. “Who knows? Maybe I might.”

Edith grinned and went to grab her coat quickly. She grabbed something from one of her pockets and handed it to Sybil. “By the way,” she said, “There’s a present you didn’t know about. And no, it’s not money.”

Sybil took a good look at the envelope that was given to her by Edith. It looked like a letter, and Sybil wondered for a moment if her parents had sent it to her. “What is it?” Sybil asked.

“It’s a lovely surprise,” Edith said sweetly, then motioned for Mary to get out of the room with her, “Mary and I will leave so you can read it carefully.”

Sybil nodded and opened the envelope, her eyes smiling as soon as she recognised the handwriting.

“Dear Sybil,

I’m sorry I wasn’t there on time to attend your wedding shower, I hope you can forgive me. I... I didn’t have enough money to go and buy something for you, but I’ve done something with my bare hands that I’ll make sure to give to you as soon as I reach Dublin. 

Cousin Isobel is coming with me, though our Cousin Matthew was left behind. She’s helped me convince my doctor to let me stay away from the hospital for at least a month. I hope to still be out of it by the time you return from your honeymoon.

I also want to tell you that I’m happy for you and Tom. I told you two that you were perfect for each other, I can’t believe it took you so long to realise it. I long for the day when I can call you Mrs. Branson, I’m sure you’ll rather like that.

And yes, Syb, I would love to walk you down the aisle. It would be my pleasure!

               Love, Rose Crawley”

[virgodiosa]

convincing your best friend Michael to audition for the schools production of The Little Mermaid with you and you both end up getting the leads (Ariel and Eric) which leads to stage kisses and then real kisses

omg omg this is so cute okay i hope you like it

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You had seen some people giving out flyers saying something about the new school musical. You were handed a flyer and saw that it was your favorite Disney movie The Little Mermaid. You rushed towards the lunch room where you knew you’d find your best friend Michael waiting for you. You excitedly waved the flyer in front of his face going on about how amazing this was and how you two should try out. Michael wasn’t too fond of the idea but he saw how excited you were over it and agreed to go with you to try outs tomorrow. The following week the roles were announced you and michael pushed your way through the crowd to see the list your eyes widened as you saw both your names on the top next to the lead roles. “we made it mikey we did it!” you’d half yell excitedly michael would just look at you with so much fond. One day during rehearsal you two would have gotten to the kissing scene you were planning on faking it but Michael would bring you in swiftly surprising you at first but you responded kissing back until your drama teacher coughed you two pulled away looking at each other with cheesy smiles and rosy cheeks. It was opening night and you had to admit you were a bit nervous but you got out there and did your best. In the final scene Michael had kissed you again as the lights went down the two of you didn’t let go just letting your foreheads against each other as you heard the roaring applause. “I want to keep doing this, kissing you.” Michael would say breathless “I never said I wanted you to stop” you’d reply with a smirk. 

[rule-enforcer]

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"You've always been concerned with your outer strength, Fujisaki-kun. You haven't noticed yet how astonishing you are. The strength of your spirit - of your heart - is admirable. While there is nothing wrong with wanting to change your appearance in order to be more comfortable with yourself, you should not for once in your life believe that you are weak or cowardly or of little worth. Fujisaki-kun... you are a gorgeous person whom I hold very dearly. And there is nothing I wish more but for you to see the beauty I notice when I look at you."