#but ended up with him taking care of you

[is-nini]

Beautiful Sight

"The stars are painted across the sky but my cum will be painted inside your walls" - Wriothesley NSFW: kind of public sex, blowjob, size kink, dirty talk, small aftercare, pet name calling, filthy usage of words.

It started with you asking Wriothesley to go on a date with you. You has prepared everything from the place of the date, when, you even checked the weather forecast for the specific day.

In the celebration of new year, Wriothesley was given a chance to have a small break- which is very rare. With the help of Sigewinne and some of his other trusted helper (Paimon and traveler), you have successfully set up a surprise date with him.

There was a small cottage near one of Elynas hill. It has a very beautiful scenery and since the cottage is on top of the hill, you can see the sky and the land crashing in the horizon.

"you did all of this for me princess?" He breathlessly said as he looked at the work you do. The beautiful fairy light around, the small picnic you have set up. You smile and hug his large hand "of course honey. You have been working hard- this is your reward!" You chirp happily.

He looked at you fondly and hold your cheek with his other hand. "Thankyou princess" he gave you a small peck on the lip and slowly walked hand in hand with you towards the picnic set up that you have made.

You admire the stars twinkling happily around the sky but Wriothesley can only focus on one person- you.

The dress you wore is so pretty. The way it blows with the wind. Not only that, small movement you made and it immediately shows your cute white undies.

Wriothesley know that it's rare to see people around this place but the thought of someone possibly caught the both of you, sends blood to his cock.

Wriothesley smirked and hold your waist tightly, pressing the both of your body. "I cant help but feel like... You have prepared another surprise for me my dear".

You feigh innocent and tilt your head side ways a little. "Hum? What surprise?" You press your body more, making sure to bend your body a little as if asking for him to pay attention to your ass.

"Ah, i see. Then since there's no other surprise, you won't mind if I indulge in my.. appetite right?" His voice dropped at the end, sending shivers down your pussy. You know what you're doing and you know that he know. You giggle and hum a little and pulling away from him.

"That won't be a problem honey, take any food that you'd like" you teasingly said while pushing your chest with your arm. He cups your cheek "Sucha sweet little girl aren't cha?". He kisses your lips, ravishing your mouth as if he tries to claim your lips. His tongue slips in, his saliva engulfing and messily mixed with yours.

you let out small moan as the sweet wet noise of the lips started to trigger more water to drizzle on to your pantie. His tongue fights with yours while he slip his knee between your thigh. Your pussy drenching his knee with your essence. He pulled away, rubbing your pussy on his knee "Oh.. this sweet pussy is excited hm?"

He kneels down on the picnic blanket while guiding you to lay down on the fluffy blanket. The beautiful started scattered on the sky twinkling gently in contrast to your state of body and mind. Hot and bothered his hand caressing your body all over. His stare as he looked at your body almost like a hunter looking like a prey. "Such a beautiful girl. My pretty girl" You tremble and hold his wrist as he's hand kept touching your breast, squeezing it. He pulled down your upper part of the dress alongside your bra. Your breast bounce out and your nipple perking up because of the cold wind.

His leg is is still caressing your pussy softly but he did notice whenever he stopped, your waist would grind on his leg, weather you notice it or not, he finds it cute. He pinched your nipple and twirls it on his finger gently, your chest heaves up and down while you whine and moan. "Pl-please don't tease me" you begged, looking up at him.

Wriothesley doesn't stopped though. Instead he pull up your skirt and pushes the wet damp on your pantie, smiling feeling proud of the wetness that has accumulated on your pantie. "So wet princess" he whispered and pull your underwear. He caresses your puffy clit softly making your body twitch. He insert one finger, and then another as three finger is stuffed on your pussy. You kept moaning and whine just a bit louder every time he pushes another finger in.

he started to push his finger in and out, your wetness letting out the delicious splashing sound every time he pushes in his hinger. The strain on his pants are not something you can ignore nor can he himself ignore it, but one thing about Wriothesley is that he will make sure you are prepared.

"Fuck princess.. can you feel how hard you make me?" He grab your much smaller hand and pulls it to his strain in his pants. With no shame you grab his hard cock and caresses his cock through his pants. You look up at him with that sweet eye of yours, twinkling almost innocently. Wriothesley's cock almost cum at the sight of you shamelessly touching his cock.

You opened his pants and freeing his cock from its confinement. The precum leaking out as your mouth water at the sight. You were about to put his cock inside your mouth but he immediately pull your hair and took control. He pushes you head, slowly inserting your lips to his cock. the way your lips immediately engulf his dick is a beautiful sight. Wriothesley pushes your head in and out. You let out little moan around his cock as he takes control of your head.

Your eyes are watering and you can feel your jaw aching because of his dick inside of your mouth. Wriothesley can feel his cock being slobbered by your saliva. You suck harder every time he pulls away, making him edge faster. Wriothesley look up and groan, closing his eye as he can feel the tightness on his abdomen. A couple more humps and the tightness on his abdomen became undone. His sperm painted the walls of your mouth as you almost tremble and looks up at him with dazed eye.

Of course being the duke of the Fortress of Metropide, being sharp to details is one of his biggest pride so of course he would notice the way your sweet pussy drooling down to the mattress.

"Shit princess. Poor pussy is sopping begging to be filled" you looked at him with droopy eye, some cum leaked out of your lips, face flushes red- archon you look so ravishing.

He spread your leg as the wetness drips down. Your face looked almost fucked out of your mind. Some white residue of his cum is still left on the corner of your lips, mixed with your saliva. He took the residue with his thumb and rubs it on your throbbing clit.

"W-wrio-!" you whine out. He hums in understanding "Yes princess, I'll fill this cute cunt up. No worries" he reassure you. He slowly stick in his girthy cock inside your sweet cunt "F-fuck" he growled as he slowly move while still rubbing your clit.

Whine's coming out of your mouth so sweetly as his thrust moves faster. Your eyes are seeing stars as his cock violently trust up. His veiny hand rest on top of your chest as he fondled with your nipple. Little bulge pop up every time he thrust in.

"Wrio! Ah-! So-Good! Archon!" you whine out, rambling words that is as messy as your cunt. His balls slapping your ass everytime he thrust. He let's out grunts and curses as he enjoys your sloppy wet pussy. "Sweet. pretty. cunt" he growls.

One more thrust as you feel his cock expand, meaning his release is coming. Your pussy also clenches around his cock, throbbing as you feel weird release coming from your cunt. "Wanna pee-wanna pee-" You squeal as you open your mouth. "Wanna pee? ahw-such a sweet- Fuck. Just release it princess"

He fasten the tempo and a short moment later you squeal and let's out the feeling of release. The sweet release of your cunt, makes Wriothesley cock burst, painting your walls with his thick cock. he stayed inside for a while but then he pulled out and let the rest of his cum spurt out on to your thigh and lower stomach. "fuck-fuck princess, so good. good pretty princess pussy."

Your eyes closes as you huff and puff. Your body twitches sensitive with the release you have gone through. Wriothesley looks at your state, his brushes his sweaty hair backwards and enjoy the beautiful scene of your body. Sweet white cum that he plant inside your stomach, slowly seeps out of your pussy.

"You did good princess, thankyou for the surprise. This is definitely the best holiday" He praises you and cleans yoru up softly, making sure to handle your trembling body. "W-Wrio.." he shushes you "Let me take care of you princess" he whisper. He pick you up princess style and walks inside the small cottage that you had prepare for this date.

He kisses your forehead one last time before entering the cottage. "Thankyou princess. This is the sweetest gift". He took care of you for the night while thinking about the beautiful sight of his cum all over your sweet pussy.

[theoldkyokodied]

The Allegiance of the Ascended Vampire and the New God of Magic

[starry-bi-sky]

on a completely separate note; shizun luo binghe with a disciple shen yuan who fell into the abyss??? *thinks about LBH canonically stealing SQQ's corpse for 5 years* he'd hallucinate i think. like, like visual and audial hallucinations.

Keeps thinking he's seeing SQQ in the corner of his eyes, or wandering between the trees, amongst a group of disciples. Thinks he hears him calling for him, but its just the wind or another disciple.

Gets Xiu Ya reforged but patently fucking refuses to make a sword mound. Because his disciple Is Not Dead :))) There was No Body. He's Not Dead. And If You keep Insisting That He Is, He's Gonna Skewer You :). He's holding onto Xiu Ya so he can return his most favored disciple's sword when he returns. It's on his hip right next to Zheng Yang where it's supposed to be.

Also this motherfucker?? does not sleep btw. He has the image of SQQ, wide eyed and hysterical and standing at the mouth of the abyss burned into his fucking eyelids. Can't use the dreamscape to escape it either because he keeps trying to save him and either he does and it's an incredibly cruel trick to wake up to, or he doesn't and he gets his heart broken in several different pieces again.

There is no convincing this man that Shen Qingqiu is dead. Absolutely nothing at all. He is buried so deep in denial that moles would be jealous of how deep he is. He keeps making tea for two in the bamboo house only to remember that it's just him. SQQ's fans are hiding everywhere, little reminders of his presence. He goes to wake up SQQ on the mornings he sleeps in-- only to find the room empty.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Bonus 8: How met your mother (CSSR design by @qourmet!)

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[keii]

late morning

[tyciel]

yay redheads. more to come im sure

[atoriv-art]

older designs for my specialest guy

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 209

Now Jason was planning on, well, a lot of things, when he came back to Gotham. He had a lot of plans, several of which had to do with the old man and even more that had to do with cleaning up Crime Alley, making it safer and all that. 

What he was not planning on was to find some sort of lab in the basement of where he was planning on setting up a safehouse. Nor was he planning on finding several literal children in cages inside said lab. Oh and Lazarus Waters- but children! With muzzles! Being experimented on!

Now he’d like to say he had a plan in what happened next, but if he’s honest everything had gone Green and he didn’t remember what happened next, only that he’s back home with said children and covered in blood. Oh and everything smells of smoke. 

… And apparently there’s more of these things dotted around Crime Alley with the rest of these kids, er, siblings? Family? Fright does mean family? Okay kids, he’s not turning into Bruce but you can stay here while he deals with this… however long that takes. 

He better not be turning into Bruce he swears-

[ahaura]

im sure its been said already but as the election draws near more and more liberals will come out of the woodwork to shame people with a conscience to give away their vote to the democrats for free. i'm already seeing posts saying "why aren't people more concerned about a trump presidency?" you want to know why? it's because people already know he's bad. everyone already knows what he is and what he's done and what he'll do. there's nothing to discuss. he's a racist despotic worm of a man. there's nothing else to say.

biden is currently president. the genocide is happening under his watch. he's the one funding isra*l and arming them; he's sidestepped congress more than once to give them weapons. by oct. 27, the biden administration already knew that "Israel was regularly bombing buildings without solid intelligence that they were legitimate military targets." the state department/biden have engaged in atrocity propaganda, cast doubt on the legitimacy of the death toll recorded by the gaza health ministry, and so on. the united states is currently in the process of trying to pin the "war in gaza" on netanyahu (see sen. schumer's speech) after months of backing blatant genocide as a means to act as if they're "doing something" about the genocide (Instead of, say, threatening to cut off all aid to israel with the condition that all hostilities in gaza, the west bank, and occupied jerusalem are halted immediately and permanently, allowing palestinians freedom to travel, allowing aid into gaza, etc etc etc.)

the long and short of it is that liberals view their own lives as being worth more than palestinians'. that's it. they'll vote for another 4 years of the guy ushering in genocide and supporting apartheid + settler colonialism because he isn't outright attacking them (despite various laws and rulings happening both at the supreme court level and at the local level all over the country that will endanger people). they'll settle for the illusion of safety and security and shame anyone with a conscience and accuse them of "supporting the republicans" when in an actual democracy you would be able to use your vote as leverage to extract concessions from those who want to be elected. that's how it's supposed to fucking work.

democrats are not owed people's vote. if biden loses, it will be biden's fault; it will be his campaign's fault; it will be the democrats' fault. trump is bad; the republicans are bad. we already know this. this is not an endorsement of either. but if democrats are too cowardly and feckless and servile to the motivations of the american empire and never do anything for their constituents then why the fuck should anyone vote for them. you want to get mad at someone, why don't you do something useful and stop worrying about team-sports with a purely selfish basis and start hounding the people in power who are supposed to serve you, the voter.

[deadchaoticcosmos]

1976

regulus: hey, your eyes have a little green in them

james: *grinning like an idiot, he has only ever been told he has brown eyes* huh

1996

draco: hey, your eyes have a little green in them

harry: *grinning like an idiot, he has only ever been told he has his mother's eyes* huh

imagine the huh as kinda a laugh

[thevoidstaredback]

How To Balance Your Daytime and Nighttime Activities So That You Don't Burn Yourself Out More Than You Already Have

Communication is good. It's wonderful, even! But screaming matches? Especially ones that last this long, aren't healthy in the slightest. In fact, all they do is damage relationships. So, after convincing Barbra and Tim to go upstairs, promising that he'd be up in a few minutes with Dick, he went back to where Bruce and Dick were screaming at each other.

Nothing had been thrown yet. Small mercies.

God, Danny hated being a mediator. Why couldn't people just work out their problems by talking? It'd make his life so much easier. Was that so hard to do? Too much to ask? Apparently.

"And you-!" Bruce rounded on Danny the second he closed the door behind him. "You don't get to come into my house and-"

"Let me stop you right there, Mister Wayne." A few days into his running away, Danny discovered a new power. He can't control it, but sometimes, when he's angry or needs people to shut up, the inside of his throat goes cold and his eyes narrow. It's really cool, from Danny's perspective, and pun fully intended. Something about Mister Wayne had brought that power to the surface, and thank the gods for that because Danny really needs to be listened to right now. "I told you earlier that my name was not a fight you wanted to pick. I think I should reword that. I am not a person you want to pick a fight with."

Bruce narrowed his eyes, meeting Danny's glare with his own. "Is that a threat?"

"Yes, Mister Wayne, that was a threat. And you can hold me to it. I will win any and every fight you try to pick with me."

Dick kept glancing between the two. He had a bad feeling about these two interacting like this, but something was stopping him from getting them apart.

"I have your name and your face. It won't be too hard to get you arrested for several crimes."

"Framing a child, Mister Wayne? Good luck with that. I don't exist anymore. Besides, I can threaten the same thing about Batman, and that holds significantly more weight than anything you could do to my name."

"If you're not scared, then you'll give me your whole name."

"That was a horrible fish for information, Mister Wayne. You're slipping. You must be getting rusty in your old age."

"Danny-"

"Dick." Danny held his hand out to his - on paper - responsible adult, "C'mon, Tim and Barbra are waiting for us upstairs."

Danny lead Dick out of the room, Bruce staying behind and obviously glaring at the back of Danny's head. When the door shut, Dick sighed, every bit of tension he hadn't felt melting off of him. "Sorry about him."

Danny shook his head. "Don't apologise, Dick, you didn't do anything to spark that. However," he glanced at him from the corner of his eye, still holding his hand, "Screaming matches aren't going to fix anything between you two. I don't know if you even want a relationship with him, but he's right. We came into his house, so it's up to us to be polite. You may be his kid, but you are a guest in his home until you two can form some kind of positive relationship. The hostility between y'all right now? That demotes you to 'house guest' instead of 'visiting child'. Got it?"

"..yeah."

"Good. Now, Tim and Barbra are waiting upstairs; go find them."

"What about you?"

"I'm going to go apologise to Alfred."

"Alfred? Why?"

"Bruce may claim this as his house, but Alfred's the one who takes care of it. It's his haunt, so I'm gonna go apologise for almost starting a fight."

"Um, alright..?"

***

Dick found himself wandering into the room that had been given to Tim. It was bare bones and barely looked used, but that's where he found Tim and Babs. He sat next to her.

"Where's Danny?" Tim asked.

"I- He's gone to talk to Alfred for a minute."

"Oh? Why?"

"I don't..he wasn't really clear on that."

"Oh."

The three lapsed into a silence that hovered somewhere between comfortable and uncomfortable. Tim was on his bed, messing with something on his phone, smiling occasionally or chuckling softly. Dick and Barbra sat together on the couch against the wall between the two windows. None of them spoke for a while.

It was a lon twenty minutes of sitting, doing nothing. Sometimes one of them shifted, but no conversation was made.

The door opened. "Wow. Did I end up in a graveyard or something? Y'all're quieter than the dead." The three flinched back as if struck. "Sorry, that was in poor taste." He closed the door behind him and sat on the foot of Tim's bed. "Seriously, though, why're y'all so quiet?"

"Waiting for you," Tim answered, "What'd you talk to Alfred about?"

Danny waved his hand in the air as if to physically dispel the words. "Nothing you need to worry about. Good news, though, I have a standing invitation to the Manor, so.."

"Is that a good idea?" Barbra asked, "You and B, well...You didn't really.."

"Yeah," he smiled, "Alfred's given me permission, and that's all I need. I won't be going with you guys to the Bat Cave, though."

"What?" Tim's voice pitched up a bit, "Why?"

"That's Mister Wayne's haunt. Because he doesn't like me, I'm not gonna risk even thinking about going down there."

"But you'll come and go from his house?"

"Yes."

"Weird."

"I don't make the rules, Timmy." Tim snorted softly. Barbra smiled.

"I hate to be the one to bring the mood down again," Dick said, "But why were you wanting to go to the Cave?"

"I just said I wasn't."

"Yeah, but why would you ever need to go down there?"

At this, Danny looked a bit sheepish, turning to look away from the others and rubbing the back of his neck. "Alfred said we're staying the night."

"What!" Dick shot up from his seat.

"Are you coming on patrol with us?" Barbra asked Dick, her eyes expectant.

Tim grinned. "That'd be so cool! You two should totally join us!"

Dick shook his head. "I really-" He cut himself off, making the mistake of looking Barbra and Tim in the eye. He sighed. "Alright, I'll join you guys for the night. But I don't answer to Bruce."

"Yay!"

"Wouldn't expect ya to."

"What about you, Danny?"

He shook his head. "Nah, I don't do the whole vigilante thing anymore."

"'Anymore'?" Babs raised her eyebrow, "That's a story I wanna hear."

He blushed. "It's really not,"

"You'll be on comms, though, right?" Tim wondered.

"I, um.... Sure. I'll join you guys on comms."

"Yes!"

"But I'm still not going into the Bat Cave."

Part 13 Part 15

[tsuchinokoroyale]

Happy new years… let’s stay hydrated together ✨

[fusionsprunt]

Hunter, Year 4036

[starcurtain]

Just caught up with Natlan's archon quest and lord help me, I have a burning need to see Alhaitham and Ororon interact.

I truly feel that they would vibe perfectly. Not in a ship way, but like, in the way of Kaveh quietly wailing: "For archons' sake, he's brought another tacky thing into the house. Traveler, please do something; they've been staring eye to eye over the coffee table for like an hour now but haven't said a single word. I don't know what to do. Send help."

[dollypopup]

hm. idk, maybe the reason Luke Newton isn't announcing new projects or posting any Bridgerton content is because some of you demons treated him like hot trash instead of a creative that you wanted more work from and he decided fuck it, this isn't worth the stress. you know, like a lot of creatives who get mistreated do?

like this is a man who went from couch surfing in a friend's house and bartending to make ends meet, deciding that the Bridgerton audition was the last one he'd do before he quit, to suddenly being recognized on the street because that last audition propelled him to star in a global show where fans who have zero media comprehension blamed him for his character's actions and literally stalked him at any hotel he happens to stay at. he went from being a dude doing musical theatre and shopping at thrift stores and recording random songs with friends and posting silly memes on Twitter to being harassed on his only social media page and his friends insulted and his partners bullied by his supposed 'fans' and anything he posts being so microanalyzed that he can't do a damn thing without someone coming out the woodwork screaming about how he's the WORST and won't he think of the FANS!?

like damn he can't have a girlfriend without being harassed, he can't travel without being harassed, he can't like or not like social media posts without being harassed, he can't post a fucking MEME without being harassed, he can't take a vacation or cut his hair or hold someone's hand or just live his life without being blamed for some bullshit or another. but yeah, okay, 'when will Luke Newton come back?' as if it isn't your fault he's AWOL now

[canisalbus]

sorry im emotonal and going off of the other asks sent about machete and just i need to stress how beautiful it is to me that machete sees himself so undeserving of love and affection and feeling as if vasco's too good for him but despite all that he is so incredibly devoted to vasco and loving towards him (in his own way) but is so incredibly clear to anyone with eyes that just how in love he is with vasco. like it's not done out of a "oh god please never realize that you're too good for me here here let me overdo it with the affection" its done with the "i love you, and will always love you, no matter what happens to us or separates us, and i will give it to you as long as i am able, and if you ever leave, i won't be okay, but will still love you, and want you happy". like he doesn't use his own feelings of being undeserving taint his love or the way he loves for vasco, and it's so, so beautiful

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