#colonel

[bongwater777]

what day is it again

[the-light-finds-its-way]

The fantastic art of Clinton Felker, who makes digital pieces of... Cayde-6 dramatically riding a gigantic Colonel into combat!!

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[ivy-creates]

what a hunk

[jokingluna]

Suggested by Reidon Kuroi.

[muhomora]

So the 4k version of the movie came out. I made almost 13 GB of screenshots with Quaritch and Recoms. Watching the movie at a speed of 0.02 was fascinating, I spent a whole week... You can see all the screenshots at the link below link -https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1QgjjEFaoggAMKwsxTzVSh09VHBKh2OVj?usp=share_link

[kiora06]

rkgk

[turn-my-hollow-purple]

hiiiiiiii~ 💖

could you write and Roy Mustang x fem!reader please!

… an office scenario would be cool 👉👈

Corporate Mustang

warnings: mdni, nsfw, unprotected sex, office smut (fem!reader)

“You requested to see me?” You say as you enter Roy Mustang’s office. 

The colonel’s office was clean and simple. The white walls and the dark brown desk and chair were always clean and organized. His desk had a phone and a large stack of papers, which were probably unread and not filed. 

“Yes I did. How are you?” He asked, a small smirk on his lips. 

You weren’t one for casual small talk and you inhaled sharply. 

“I’m fine, sir. Why did you ask for me?” 

“I needed you to file some paper work for me on some important matters.” 

That wasn’t a common request you got from him, it had only happened twice, maybe a third time but that’s pushing it. As a Sergeant, you didn’t often file the colonel’s important paper work so it was a strange request from him. 

“I’m sorry? File your paper work?” You asked confused. 

“Yes, I’d appreciate that. Let me organize them,” he mumbled and started flipping through the papers, his eyes wandering back and forth between you and the papers. 

You had been on a leave for three months and had just gotten back two weeks ago and everyone had been babying you since then. You had left because you got in a serious injury that left you barely able to walk with your right leg and you were ready to actually do things. 

“Are you sure you don’t have any actual assignments for me?” You asked politely. 

He looked at you with a cocked eyebrow. “Oh, I forgot about your injury,” he mumbled, continuing to stack papers. It honestly sounded as though he had forgotten about your injury and wanted you to file his papers, which made you feel a bit better about yourself if you were being honest. 

“You did?” 

“Yes I did. How are you doing regarding that?” 

You didn’t understand why Mustang kept trying to make small talk but it was irking you slightly. You had a job to get done. 

“I’m fine, it’s completely healed which is why I want an actual assignment,” you mumbled, passive aggressively. 

He smirked and let out a low laugh. “After this, I promise any major assignments I receive will be given to you.” 

You were greeted with an intense silence filled only with the gently sound of papers shuffling. 

“Can you come here and look at these?” 

You came behind his desk and he started showing you the information for the papers. 

He was standing directly behind you and you could feel his breath on your cheek and you couldn’t lie, it was distracting you. His body was pressed against you and you could feel him inhale and exhale. It was distracting you from whatever words he was saying. 

You couldn’t lie, you had of course noticed how attractive the colonel was when you first met, but you never thought of him romantically or sexually in any way. But all you could think of was his breathing and the way he felt pressed against your-

“Did you catch all that?” 

You froze, wondering how long you had been stuck daydreaming. 

“Sergeant?” He asked again.

“I’m sorry, I don’t think I was processing everything,” you mumble, embarrassed. 

“Were you distracted by something?” He asked, his voice not wavering at all as he pressed his body harder against yours. 

You could slightly feel his dick against your back and realized he was ever so slightly hard against you. 

Was the colonel turned on? You thought to yourself. Your thoughts were kinda fuzzy and the thought of mustang being aroused by you honestly turned you on more than you’d like to admit. 

“Hello? Hello! Sergeant?” The colonel called out. 

“I’m sorry,” you said, you could still feel the pressure of him against you. 

“Are you alright?” He asked. 

You were not sure how to answer the question. 

“Dammit, Sergeant. When an officer asks you a question you respond,” he commanded. 

What You just had a feeling he was into degrading and praising. 

“Yes, I am splendid,” you mumbled, slightly out of breath. 

“Are you okay with this?” He whispered into your ear as he put his hands on your waist. 

You swallowed. “Yes, sir.” 

He tightened his grip on your waist and started kissing your neck. You felt his arms wrap around to the front of your body and grasp your shirt. He tugged at it gently and you could tell he wanted you to take it off. You hummed gently as you made to remove your button up. 

He pulled his hands off your body to let you work as he himself stripped off his jacket. You couldn’t move tho, because his hips were pressed against your ass pinning you against his desk. You could feel his hard dick against you. 

In second you were shirtless, just in your bra and your pants and you could feel his cold, hard and against your back. He continued to nip at your neck. 

Honestly you had no idea what was to come, but you were hoping it would be you. 

You gently pressed your ass harder against him and he groaned into your neck. In one swift motion he suddenly unclipped your bra and grasp your breasts in his hands. He gently rubbed his rough thumbs along your nipples causing you to squirm. 

“Do you like that?” He hummed into ear. You nodded and bit your lip. He gently tugged on your pants and you sighed. What was he doing to, turning you into a puddle? 

He quickly pulled your pants off and his followed after and you gaped at his now fully revealed dick. 

It was huge and dripping precum. It was probably seven or eight inches long and was as thick as your fist. 

“Holy shit,” you mumbled. 

He smirked. “Not what you were expecting?” 

“I see why you’re called mustang,” you giggle. He let out a low chuckle. 

“It’s just my last name, darling, but I guess it holds a double meaning.” 

You open your mouth to add a quip but he quickly shoved you over his desk, your hips pressed against the edge and your ass up, fully exposed to him. 

Papers went flying as he adjusted you on his desk. He ran a hand along your spine to your ass and your skin erupted in chills. You gripped the far edge of his desk as his cock continued to brush against your ass. 

He pulled one leg up, closer to the desk and gently rubbed your clit and you moaned loudly. 

“If you don’t shut up, Sergeant,” he threatened. You nodded in response. 

“I’m sorry, s-“

He cut you off by pushing his cock inside of you and you bit down on your lip to keep from screaming out. 

“Oh you feel good,” he hummed, adjusting himself. He squeezed your ass. “Good girl.”

He pulled out of you then quickly rammed back in and grunted. 

He held your leg propped up, and wrapped his arm around it so he could rub your clit as  he continues to pound in and out of you. 

You could feel a knot forming in your stomach as he continued to edge you, bringing you closer to your climax as he overstimulated you. 

“I’m really close,” you mumbled quietly, your hips getting rammed continuously into the desk edge. 

He pushed into you, taking you to your edge until your orgasm spilled out. A mere second later he reached his edge and his orgasm came over him, filling you up as he came. He rode out his orgasm then pulled out of you. 

“Are you okay, Sergeant?” He asked, putting his clothes back on quickly. 

You were partially stunned and your hips hurt and could feel the bruises forming on them already. You nodded. 

“Yeah, I’m fine, that was, wow.” You couldn’t quite find words. You started putting your uniform on as well. 

When you were both fully dressed, he stood in front of you and smirked. “Well as long as you’re good, I need these papers on my desk by tomorrow at 9.”  

[bufomancer]

Colonel and Liquid are debating being friendly! They are the boldest of the 7. Most of the others won’t even sniff me.

This group of girls are very timid and have never been in a big cage before. We are starting out in a cluttered Prevue (I had to remove some items to medicate their sister who is sick) for a few weeks while they settle in and then will upgrade to a critter nation, and then a double. This way I can ensure they are all eating and drinking and not just hiding in a corner together too scared to go and get their kibbles.

[illustratus]

Portrait of Eugène de Beauharnais by François Gérard

[dredgen-dumbass]

destiny player sees a chicken and thinks it's a reference

[scout-enthusiast]

PUNK TACTICS!! || tf2 gift animation:3 ||

A gift animation for some tf2 YouTubers that you might recognize:D

[kate-royal-style-world]

A Royal Recycling (part 324)

Jenny Packham

[ivy-creates]

a grumpy colonel sketch for yall!

[epsilonetalia]

Cayde-6 and Colonel Torchic 💚

[muhomora]

Little meow-meow

[the-light-finds-its-way]

AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH I NEED HIM!!!!!! I ALREADY HAVE PLUSHIE CAYDE, AND NOW I NEED HIS BUDDY!!!!!!

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Don't mind if I do... 8)