#dilf actually

[jaemz]

YUHH I WANNA FUCK HIM 🗣

[lovelyspooks]

Me looking at myself in the mirror at 3am after reading smut for 4 hours straight instead of sleeping:

[iamthe-walnut]

Adam redesign from Hazbin Hotel for fun. I hated this guy in the first episode but he rlly grew on me over time and became my 2nd favorite character. I wish he had more screentime, he had so much story potential, from his lore with being the first man and the his relationships with other characters. We could have had it all 😔 Hazbin hotel is good...but the pacing is rlly my main issue

I made a redesign cuz I wasn't rlly vibing with the fact that he looks like a demon and swears alot even tho he's suppose to be an angel. I think you can be more subtle with the idea that "heaven or angels are hypocrites" rather than making them act exactly like the demons🤷‍♀️ So in my reimagining, yeah he doesn't look like a demon but a priest/bishop vibe, he's still a misogynistic asshole and can either be upfront or backhanded with it depending on his mood. He doesn't swear but rather uses other more family friendly words to replace swear words but when he's pissed he won't care about censoring himself anymore.

I'm gonna do Lute next but that's it.

[delicates86]

I swear him in that black sweater does something to me

[jesuistrestriste]

me the second i get my hands on dilf!art

[starlightseraph]

oughghghffgghhggg

(series 8, episode 22 • “Everybody Dies”)

[theactualsunshinechild]

Seeing some takes on the idea of shipping the Yaoqing trio together where people are deeply disappointed and getting moralistic about the age gaps, and saying it's a "bad" ship, and I just.

Listen.

This is a bunch of people who live a ridiculous amount of time. Foxians have the shortest lifespan here, and even they live up to 450 years old. That's insane. Jiaoqiu may have been an adult when Feixiao was a teen, but with a lifespan that crazy, I really don't think their actual age gap matters now that they're all clearly adults with full time jobs and stuff.

You're a long life species on the Xianzhou? When you say you like older men you could be talking about like, dudes in their thousands. You've got as many couples with age gaps in the tens as you've got in the hundreds. We can't reasonably apply normal person age gap ideas to long life species and we shouldn't be trying. Ultimately they're all adults in current canon and it's silly to claim they can't date.

I think it's totally fine if you prefer to view them as platonic or familial, all completely sensible interpretations as always, but you don't have to justify it by claiming that shipping them romantically is somehow bad and morally wrong. It's okay. Hold my hand. Look me in the eyes. You can interpret them as you like. And if the ages make you personally uncomfortable, that's fine, you do not have to engage with the ship, you can block the tag etc. but don't act like it's wrong for it to not bother others.

What squicks you out in fiction isn't universal. Just make peace and ignore it.

[macksartblock]

i'm working at 'em lol remember to vote Terry

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

finished my exam and now i’m thinking abt dilfguru (the collective s/o of all suffering uni students)……. thinking about how he would wait outside your exam hall and greet you with the warmest smile + pat on the head once you walk out . hands you a paper cup of coffee and a bag with a pastry (your reward for working so hard <3) and leads you to his car with a hand on your lower back ….. drives you somewhere fun if you’re up for it but if you’re all tuckered out he brings you back to his apartment and sits down with you by the couch . soooo much praise he’s so sick

[iheartjameshetfield]

lord forgive me for i am about to sin 🙏🙏

i truly believe that during this specific era, james had the biggest size kink. so big it would drive him feral.

he’s just obsessed with making you seem small just so that he could take care of you in every way possible. he loves how his large hands can cover up almost your entire torso when he’s holding you, fucking into you.

he loves seeing his bulge appear in your stomach. it just makes him fuck you even deeper, wanting to see how big the bulge could get. or the way he rests his elbows on each side of you, trapping you and you try to claw onto him.

whenever you suck him off, he always has to bring his cock to your face, comparing you to him as he wonders how the fuck were you supposed to put all that in your mouth?? he spits over your lips, bringing his hand down to grab your jaw, forcing your mouth open with his thumb, making you suck on it. after he pulls his thumb out, he’d bring his tip, smearing his precum against your lips before motioning for you to open your mouth, tapping his cock on your tongue.

he couldn’t wait anymore, so without any warning, he thrusts himself into your mouth, making you gag. he sees the mark of your lipstick near his base, he lets out a breathy moan. you bring up both of your hands to stroke him, wanting him to feel as good as possible. he loves pulling out paint your face, wanting to make you look as messy as possible with your unruly hair and runny mascara and smeared lipstick. he spreads his cum all over your face, feeding some of it to you.

he remembers the time you wanted to be the one on top for once. you had never tried this position with him yet. he was so gentle, murmuring sweet words of encouragement. you were sat on top of him, knees on each side as you stroke his cock. when you’re ready, he has his hands on your hips, lifting you so he could set you on his dick very slowly. the sight was almost comedic, seeing your eyes pop out as you hiss from the stretch.

“it’s okay, sweet girl, take your time.”

you whine and whimper when you finally take all of him, causing james to groan as he brings his hand to the bulge that appeared in your stomach, rubbing his hand there and around your tummy. you were so tight around him, and he tried his hardest to resist the urge from fucking you at an inhuman pace, but with the way you were clenching around him, he couldn’t take it slow much longer.

he got up from the couch, effortlessly carrying you with him as he cradled you with one arm, and the other rests beside your head against the wall as he fucks mercilessly into you. you cry out, wrapping your arms around his shoulders as you muffle the sounds of your whines into the crook of his neck. it didn’t take long for the both of you to cum. he brings the hand that was resting against the wall and uses it to stroke your hair, mumbling sweet words as he peppers you kisses,

“you did so good for me, princess. i didn’t hurt you, did i?” he coos.

he continues to baby you, setting you on the couch to clean the cum from his thighs and from you. he lays down on the couch next to you, bringing you into his arms as you both fall asleep, his arm wrapping around the entirety of you.

this absolutely sucked i’m sorry but i just needed to get this out of my system.

[finalfreakz]

my bitch bad as hell in dimly lit, shaky focus, iphone camera pictures AND professionally taken, good quality, red carpet pictures

[yanderespetdarling]

I need pt 2 of yandere kidnapper and fem reader pls 🙏🙏 thank u so much for ur writing it's amazing

THANK YOU!! Done! and working on part 3! Any suggestions?

Kidnapper Yandere x Femme Reader pt two 

Part one

tags: Kidnapper x femmereader, Kidnapping, yandere, force, dubcon themes, fluff, praise, not proofread

As the weeks dragged on, each day became monotonous. When you awoke, breakfast would already be on your bedside table, your captor watching you from the other side of your cage bars. You tried not to accept the food at first, but as the days went by, you broke.

"I’ll make a note you enjoyed the crepes, darling," he purred at you as you ate.

You scowled at him, not wanting to give him the satisfaction. However, you had to admit these were the most amazing Florentine crepes you had ever had in your life. During the first week, you exhausted your options of escape and meticulously plotted out the room. He seemed to have four cameras, one for each corner of the room. Each window was completely sealed off, and the exit situation seemed complicated. The room was separated by metal bars and a large caged door your captor could open by code. Past that was a small sitting area where he would sit and stare at you, and another door opened by what you gathered to be a second code. Once you realized escape was not coming, you began screaming each day until your throat went raw.

"No matter how much you scream, honey, no one is coming," he said to you gently.

He was right, and you knew it. Two months had passed, and you began to feel lonely in your cage. One night as he came in, the same way he usually did, you even felt happy to see him for a moment before the shame set in.

“You’re unhappy.” He looked at you with sorrow filling his eyes, his mouth set into a deep frown.

You wanted to lash out, scream as you had been doing for weeks, but you knew it was pointless at this point. You were stuck here, and nothing you could say to him would change that.

“I want to go home.” Tears welled up in your eyes as the words left your lips. “I want this chain removed.” You wiggled your foot.

Quickly, he entered the cage, dashing towards you and sweeping you into his arms. You didn't bother fighting back.

“You are home. You are my home... and the chain will come off, in time, my sweet. How can I make you enjoy it here?” He cradled you gently, drawing you close.

You haven't been this close to him often. Well, you haven't been awake and close to him often. You would, however, wake up and find him next to you, arms wrapped around your waist, eyes tracing your face in the faint morning light. You would then scream and attack him until he left most days; on other days, he would hold you in place until you submitted for a moment, before kissing your forehead and leaving. As he pulled you into him now, you had to admit to yourself, it did feel nice to feel his touch. The smell of his cologne was sweet and woodsy, the soft cotton of his shirt felt lovely against your skin, and the smell of him lingered in your mind as you began to pull away and look him in the eyes.

“Can I have movies to watch? I have nothing to do but draw or read, and I really would like to watch something. Anything.” You couldn't say the things you wanted to request, like your dog back home or your freedom, so you settled for something to do.

“I would love to have some movie nights with you, love.” He smiled and forcefully pulled you back down to his chest. “You make the cutest little faces when you watch movies.”

Your blood ran cold. It had been weeks, but you never did ask him…

“Can I ask you something?” you asked nervously.

He nodded.

“How did we meet?” Your voice shook as you asked and looked up at him, “and… I’m sorry I don't quite remember, but when?”

He stiffened when you asked and gripped you tighter. “It’s okay you don't remember, my love. You were on a trip out of town, my hometown, this was four years ago.”

Your heart dropped in your chest. There is no way. You take your time, for once truly examining his face, his eyes looking into yours and begging for recognition. His hair, his smile, it hit you all at once like a flashback. You did remember him. “The little shop on Main Street,” you whispered, as the full weight of that day sank into you. 

“Yes!” he exclaimed. “You were so sweet, out day drinking with your friends, you were very outgoing that day, darling.”

Yeah, you remember. You were plastered with your friends after brunch when you saw a cute guy heading into a shop on Main Street. Blind with drunken confidence, you encouraged your friends to go inside.

“You boldly declared me cute, demanded my number. It was... memorable,” he chuckled softly, tracing your hair. “ I gave it to you and you never responded, but that didn't matter because when you left the shop, I was right behind you. You were such an adorable curiosity. You are so much more shy when you don't have all that liquid courage; it's delicious. So feisty yet underneath it all so… submissive.” He sighed and began to stroke your hair as he spoke. “You do remember me. I knew you would.”

Your head dropped back to his chest as your world seemed to close in on you. Four years. This man had been following you for years and you… approached him.

He spoke up once more. “At first, it was pure curiosity. Something about the way you behaved just told me, you were trying to be something you weren't. I wanted to know why.”

“Why me?” you asked earnestly. 

“You seemed so sweet and yet here you were trying to be so bold, your friends were all giggling and babbling, it just didn't seem genuine. Past your tipsy drabble, you looked really nervous to talk to me. It was adorable. Your beautiful eyes looking up at me, trying to be brave for the show of it all.”

You shifted nervously. You had been nervous to talk to him that day, his charming eyes and curly dark hair, the nerdy look he had to him was exactly your type. Your friends egged you on, and you, wanting to feel adventurous, approached him. When you first spoke to him, the smile he gave you made you feel like your heart could explode. How could you have known?

As you laid there in his arms, you wondered if it was ever possible to dodge this bullet or if this was intertwined by fate.

“One day we should go back there.” He said blissfully, kissing the top of your head. 

You thought for a moment.  Fighting him hasn't been working… maybe it's time to play along… Impulsively, you grabbed him tighter.

He looked at you, and his face quickly shifted from surprise, to confusion, to a look that could only be described as melting. He squeezed you close, and as you felt oddly comforted by his warmth, you couldn't help but wonder if he was ever actually going to let you go.

[andy-clutterbuck]

𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐋 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐞

[peranna]

Cale looked toward the person who had yet to withdraw his sword.

‘…Team leader.’

He was there. It was not Sui Khan but the team leader.

He no longer looked like the young Sui Khan but the Lee Soo Hyuk that Cale first met. He looked to be around that age.

Cale avoided team leader Sui Khan, who was looking at him with his usual tired smile before looking at the last two people.

His gaze moved to Sui Khan. Maybe it was because he looked like Lee Soo Hyuk right now, but it was familiar yet awkward.

TCF Part 2 is.... so fun 🥲🫶

[auspicioustidings]

Someone pls either write or direct me to a 'you wake up in Vegas having married stranger John Price who was totally sober and just agreed with your drunken proposal and now he's fully treating you like his wife and is talking about raising your children in England because it's safer there and referring to you as the missus whenever possible' thank you in advance

[karalija]

Hodari Pavel from the mmo game Palia by Singularity 6. This is based off a certain quest 🤭😉 drawn in procreate. Please enjoy! 🖤💜🖤

Go read FairehavenMaven’s fic “A Hidden Gem” on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51257176/chapters/129513127

Such a beautiful fic. Well written, spicy and inspiring… just *chef’s kiss*