#even though it aint a leak

[hinamie]

I'll give them shelter like you've done for me

[saintedbythestorm]

Not dad trying to tell me about some big fallout news he heard about from some work colleague 😂 oh what the poor man just subjected himself too.

[rainbowgod666]

@the-adhd-sorcerer, @shadraxofficial

I gotta ask you

Do i like, have an "unoriginality" problem???

[killakalx]

I saw your post about free use with ak!jason and I'm drooling at the thought of it. Gotta drop a thought though. AK!Jason fucking you while in a meeting with his men. Why? Cuz why not? Who's gonna tell him no? Nobody, also just to show off and be like none of you guys can have this, all mine.

i feel like this is a really big fantasy of his but it’s strictly a fantasy. as much as he loves the idea of claiming you, showing off how dumb you get for his cock and how easily he puts you in a bitch’s place, he’s a tad 🤏🏽 too possessive for it. he’ll throw you around, yank you back by the hair and correct any nonsense, but those pathetic noises and pretty little faces you make when he’s bruising your insides are only for him to see.

he’ll get you all situated in his lap during a meeting though, in skimpy cloth that you can just barely call clothing bc just before this he was so close to letting you cum. he’d get you realllll close and then ruin your orgasm or keep you from it all together, so now you’re squirming on his thigh against the rough fabric of his combat pants. men are ogling, whispering, and that part of him tempted to fuck you then and there gets overshadowed by that nasty obsession he has with keeping you for himself. like… it’s bad. pull a gun on the motherfucker that’s muttering about the cute piece of ass in his lap typa bad.

“…dismissed,” he’d announce with a sliver of collectedness he has left, which is gone when that same motherfucker’s got the nerve to ‘huh’ him. now you feel kinda bad for the guy, cuz he aint walking out of that meeting room okay. and like i said, he’d love to fuck you outta your mind in front of a bunch of limp dicks, but he knows he knows he’s better off accusing you of wanting it instead. the arkham knight is a d1 projector i fear

he’s mean as hell about it too, calling you all types of nasty names. the rasp of the voice modulator scratches at your ear, thick material of his gloves up against your throat and threatening to cut circulation off. your voice squeaks when you try to deny his name calling, but the wet patch on his pants from your already leaking cunt prove otherwise. the frustration and strain against his boxers has him bending you over the debriefing table with his cock buried to the hilt. weakly, you begin to sit up, but you’re quickly corrected with a heavy hand pushing your head into the flat surface. “you wish they were still in here,” he huffs with agitation, “just so they can watch you whore yourself out?” your face is ruined, pushed into the table with damp cheeks as he fucks you so hard your feet dangle. anyone happens to walk in? a quick draw of his gun and a shot just barely missing his head gets the door back shut pretty fast, but dare i say instead of holstering it he’s pressing the barrel to the back of your head and fucking you until you’re babbling nonsense and drooling before he’s even gotten over his little fantasy yet.

[shotmrmiller]

just a drabble

prompt for this was how terrible reader is to even acknowledge texts that reader's date is doomed but im pretty sure i lost the plot drooling over a crazy fictional man but hey! it is what it issss.

TW: obsessive behavior, controlling, and baby trapping.

Toxic!Simon was possessive over you. He knew who you spoke to — always knew of your whereabouts. So when you told him you wanted to break up two months ago, Simon humored you; After all, he always kept you within arm’s reach.  However, after he saw you getting ready for a ‘date’, it seemed that you were under the impression that this was not temporary. 

And that was unacceptable.

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Simon watches you eat dinner with a guy— having a lively conversation before eventually getting up to leave with your companion in tow. Simon sends a text, pockets his phone, and rises from the bar in the restaurant directly across from the one you'd eaten at— before heading towards his truck.

It’s time he moved you back in with him—  especially now that you’re in a more delicate state.

With the secret cameras he had installed in your flat some time ago, he always kept an eye on you. But last month, Simon had noted the absence of your menses — meaning the seed that had leaked through the tiny punctures he had made in the condoms finally took.

He offhandedly wonders if you’d get upset with him over this, but ultimately it didn’t matter. It was easier to ask for forgiveness than permission, after all.

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You step through the door as your date holds your hand, fingers intertwined. You turn to him and softly say, “I’m going to get some water if you don’t mind. Make yourself at home.”

Agreeing with a nod, he politely asks if he can use your bathroom. You direct him towards the bedroom door and proceed to the kitchen. Setting your belongings on the countertop, you reach into your purse to grab your phone.

As you glance through all the notifications, you recall a time when Simon pointed out your bad habit of never responding to texts, warning you that it could cause problems— 

And then you see it. A text from Simon.

Gripping your phone tightly, a sense of dread consumes you. Your finger taps the screen, and as you read his message, you come to a chilling realization.

Simon saw you at dinner.

A loud bang startles you. As you turn to look, you suspect that the noise may have been from the front door, but no one’s there. You cautiously tread through your flat, calling out for your date— while desperately hoping that the sound you just heard was a figment of your imagination. 

Entering the bedroom, your eyes meet Simon's as he lounges on the bed. Despite the relaxed position of his arms crossed behind his head, his unnerving stare reveals that he is far from calm.

The silence in the room is oppressive, and the rapid beat of your heart in your ears deafening. He moves to stand in front of you and says, “I was more than generous in granting you this break but it ends now.” 

He takes a step forward, standing tall over you, and grabs your chin with his fingers almost cruelly.

“You. are. mine.”

With a quivering breath, you ask Simon what he did to your date (aint your date no more, though) and Simon just shrugs— making you wonder if his body will be found face down in some ditch come morning.

Simon envelops you in a tight embrace, causing you to surrender all control as you lean helplessly into him. He effortlessly manipulates your every move, like a master puppeteer with his marionette.

His arms once shielded you from the outside world; Now they’re confining— his makeshift cage for you. 

a/n: make a mental note to tell Simon that you’ve a doctor appt for the stomach bug that's been plaguing you for a while.

id have all of his babies, like no sweetheart now you're stuck with me.

@luminousbeings-crudematter

@ivymarquis

@neoarchipelago <- gotchu

[emrikae]

aot cast modern au jobs in my head:

eren: cybersecurity specialist. i feel like erens one of those kids that suck in subjects like lang-lit or fucking geography but have an impressive talent in anything techi. i think growing up eren was a competitive gamer and i imagine him being pretty rich in the sense where doctor daddy grisha and also big bro zeke are always spoiling his brat ass with the latest technology. he gets so good, he initially goes into uni wanting to become a game designer but after a brief fallout with his dad when he dropped out and eventually had his allowance cut (a period where i think eren dips into underground hacking and also modelling?) he falls upon the sexy salary in cybersecurity (and saw how thrilling- and damn easy !for him! - the job is) he changed course. i think eren eventually builds his own successful company and becomes one of those rich folks who say that school aint shit.

mikasa: president of a major sports team. mikasa takes over pretty young (like early 30s) after old uncle kenny was involved in some ‘reiss scandal’. initially mikasa was labelled ‘princess’ (derogatory) by dumb angry hooligans who thought a woman would curse their current standing, jokes on them cus that same season the club broke their 20 year curse by reaching the championships. i also think old pictures of gothkasa gets leaked on the internet but it only brought her more praise. but i actually dont think mikasa stays in this job for very long, shes always wanted a quiet simple form of income anyway so when her baby brother comes of right age and maturity she passes the baton to him and lays back as just a shareholder before shes even 40. i also believe mikasa in another universe wouldve loved to be an archivist.

armin: celebrity marine biologist/activist that went viral online during lockdown. he gets his own fanbase and is termed ‘biologist bae’ cus of his cute looks. a tv producer who fell into his corner pretty much fell in love with him after seeing armin deliver a spiel about endangered dugongs. invites him to a bunch of talk shows and the viewership goes so high (a large portion of it being teenage fangirls who want to ‘save the ocean’ too!) he manages to score his own show where he eventually meets his future wife.

annie: senior tv writer who got with armin after working with him on his show. she usually works on sporty reality shows and competitions even though shes a big time introvert. known for her sharp dont fuck with me work ethic, annie gags at how easily she fell into ‘biologist baes’ charm, hates how shes just like the 14 year old fangirls who try to sneak into their shoots. but anyways, annies the ace at her job been going hard for about 15 years but ultimately decides to retire early after having her second child and really liking how ‘biologist bae’ was making enough dough for the whole family.

sasha: influencer cus shes so pretty and fun. was a design major so all her vids have a ‘aesthetic’. now she prettily promotes lifestyle hacks for all the girlies. she also has a set of vids called “what my chef husband cooked for me today” . i think also further on she ends up being one of those moms who shoots vlogs and reviews with their kids.

jean: jeans a classy guy with artistic talents so i imagine him being a successful automotive designer for a luxurious car company. a mommas boy, he used his first fat pay-check to buy his mom a sleek ride thats a little too fast for someone her age. dudes insta page is what you’d expect from a posh car enthusiast with flashy posts of either him, his car, his mom or all 3.

connie: real estate party man. he really climbed his way up and becomes a man of many stories, friends with everyone and plenty of connections. the old hustle got him familiar with the best locations in the city, and now with his excellent salesmanship dude manages to sell at least 3 huge properties a week. i also feel like connies one of those dudes to finally settle down in his 40s -50s (with someone half his age).

historia: i believe queenbee was made for wedding planning. she has her own company before her first job ever but damn is she good at it. being brought up filthy rich, historia is familiar with the highest quality of things, knows whats on the market that only the small percentage of rich people know and will get clients their dream wedding to a t. moreover, she also loves to play cupid (canon!) and is always up to planning her friends weddings (and baby showers, and birthdays parties, and…)

ymir: i imagine ymir being on the board of directors for a bunch of ngos. she had a tough upbringing, was probably moved around from one home to another and could see how hard life is for anyone working at minimum wage. she grew up to be a little spitfire in school, hadnt taken it seriously until she reached senior year and bonded with a school staff named Ms Ymir Fritz. With the wisdom and kindness she learnt from her old teacher, ymir wanted to pay it forward and decided to make a living helping those in need.

reiner: idk why, but i feel like reiners a softie at heart and i imagine him having a nice cozy candy shop. probably fighting old childhood demons and the parental neglect he faced, his cute little shop comes as part of his healing journey to compensate what he missed out on in his youth. its sweet (but a little heartbreaking) that reiners favourite part about his job is getting to witness and be a part of the joy that emerges between families when they enter his shop.

bertholdt: a nurse just cus i think bertholdt would know how to be gentle with the patients. hes got a soft way of speaking that makes vulnerable people feel safe and comfortable. hes also wildly knowledgeable in flexibility and keeping your muscles in good shape that he conducts morning stretches and sometimes yoga in one of their recreational halls.

[storiesofsvu]

Bryan Kneef NSFW Alphabet

Bryan Kneef x reader Warnings: so much smut, so many kinks, dirty derogatory talk, teasing, threesomes, edging, masturbation. y'all know the drill lol. I don't remember if this was requested. It's been sitting in my wips for MONTHS now and I figured I should finally finish it.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

It mainly depends on the setting, if Bryan takes someone home, or is in someone’s bed he’ll give the minimal amount of cuddles he needs. He doesn’t like to, but he knows with the amount of bdsm kinky things he’s into he needs to make sure his partner is okay afterwards, no matter what level of involved they are. He’ll usually wait til she’s asleep and then sneak out. If you’re in a committed relationship he’s going to be incredibly gentle, if its not too late he loves to take a bath with you, watching the hickeys and marks on your skin darken as he holds you under the water, enjoying the relaxation himself.

B = Body part (your favourite body part of theirs and theirs of yours)

He adores your ass. I mean, he loves all of your body, tits, hips, calves, lips, but your ass is something he can never get enough of. Grabbing it, squeezing it, fucking it, he’s all about  ass.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) Bryan loves to cum deep inside you, and adores watching the cum leak out of you, fucking it back into your cunt with his fingers, a toy or his cock (this is of course as long as your on BC or he’s snipped, he aint about that baby life). He also loves coming on your face, basically anything with cum, the messier the better.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) He will sub for the right person, and will gladly get pegged and he absolutely adores it

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) He’s *very* experienced. He knows exactly how to seduce someone and exactly how to please them, and just the best way to get himself off. Name something and he’s likely tried it. He’s afraid of basically nothing and is always down to explore kinks or walk someone down that road.

F = Favourite position (this goes without saying) Doggy. There’s no doubt. He loves to watch your ass, thrust a thumb into your ass as he fucks you, pull you flush against him, hand wrapping around your throat as he pounds into you from behind.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He’s more serious. A few little chuckles here and there before he’s done with it. Though if he’s actually with someone he’ll be more goofy in the moment, but even with someone he loves he’s sill gonna be more serious.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) 

Bryan likes to sleep around, he’s a playboy and that kind of intimacy doesn’t even become part of the conversation until he’s sure that he wants to pursue a relationship with someone or if he knows that from the start and is “courting” them instead of seducing them. Ya get me? Lol. If he sees you and knows instantly you’re more than a quick fuck he’s gonna pull out all the stops, rose petals on the bed for the first night you sleep together and shit.

J = Jack off (masturbation head canon)

Likely daily. Morning wood taken care of in the shower. In the evening’s he’ll strip down and get into bed, getting super comfortable, drink in one hand, cock in the other as he turns on porn and watches for a few hours. Most nights it’s gonna be a long run, teasing himself until he can’t hold back anymore.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

It would literally be easier to list the things he’s *not* into LOL. Bryan’s all about the BDSM community, he likes to tie you up, use a crop to spank you, all about the toys for both you and him. Pet play is something he enjoys, and you just have to know this man has a dirty kink.

L = Location (favourite places to do the do)

He knows he has to be somewhat careful due to his job/image, but he’ll likely fuck you anywhere. He’s a bit of a exhibitionist, loves fucking you up against the windows, bent over his desk, the bathroom at a bar, in the shower at home, over the kitchen island, on the couch.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

 A number of things! He particularly enjoys you in lingerie, or little hints of it peeking out from under your clothes. Skirt riding up just enough to see the top of your thigh highs, bending over just enough so he can see the red lace under your shirt. Coming home to find you half or fully naked in his bed. Getting sent racy texts or photos is what really gets him going. He’s also the one that gets horny jealous. If he sees you flirting with another man/getting hit on by another man you just know he’s going to take you home (or to the nearest private space) and is gonna remind you who you belong to and why.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

There may be a lot he’ll experiment with but I’m gonna say that scat play is past his limit.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He loves pussy but he absolutely loves getting his dick sucked, there’s just nothing comparable to it. The image of you on your knees in front of him makes him instantly hard, and he obviously likes them messy. Likes when you spit into your hand before stroking his cock, loves fucking your face, drool dripping down your chin, thrusting so deep into your throat you’re gagging around him, eyes watering, mascara running. The more ruined you are by the end of it the better.

When it comes to giving, he is good at it and knows what he’s doing, but it’s a step that he’ll skip for his quick hook ups.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Fast and rough 99% of the time. He likes it hard, he likes to fuck you senseless, deep and hard enough that you’re going to be feeling it for the rest of the week.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Absolutely fucking adores them. Quickie in the shower, quickie in the morning once he sees the lingerie you’re wearing. Sees you in a fancy dress for a gala? Gonna fuck you in the backseat of the car on the way there. Office quickie? You bet.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Absolute risk taker. He’s always game to experiment and try out something new. He’s only turned down a couple of things over the years and that’s cause they were super fucking weird. He’s more than willing to role play, for you to dress up, or recreate porn you’ve watched together. And he’s obviously not against fucking in public.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) He can last a decent amount of time. Long enough for the foreplay, for you to suck his dick and then to fuck you into next week. If he is starting to get tired, or it’s been a longer day, he’ll make you ride him a while before he dicks you down. As for rounds, he can go all night, but he’s gonna need a bit longer of a break between turns, and he loves to cock warm you during those.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) This man has a toy collection big enough to rival your own, maybe even bigger. He’s got a couple of vibes to help out when his hands get tired, or the position means he can’t really reach your clit. He’s definitely got one that sits in your panties and rubs on your clit that he has the remote to. Same with an internal one of the same. He’s got butt plugs of varying sizes, at least one dildo so he can fully double penetrate you without having someone else there. He’s definitely got a couple of cock rings and at least one of them vibrates. He’s also not afraid of his own ass being played with, so he’s got toys for that too.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’s the ultimate tease. Fantastic with words, sexts, and dirty talk he’ll have you absolutely dripping and whining for him and he’ll still make you choke on his cock, grinding on his shoe before he’ll touch you. And if you’ve been the one teasing him and riling him up all day, you better believe that he’s not letting you come, he’ll wait til you’re right on the brink and then completely stop. As long as he’s come himself, he’s not touching you and you just know you’re not allowed to touch yourself for the next week. (but he’ll use you however he wants to in that time frame).

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s not crazy loud, lots of groaning, grunting and swearing. But he’s also into dirty talk, and definitely leans to the derogatory side of things. Calling you his dirty whore, his little cum slut, how well you take his thick cock, how good it feels when he’s stretching you out, daddy’s needy thing.

W = Wild card (a random head canon for the character)

Loves M/M/F threesomes. Sometimes it’s the DP action, seeing two cocks stuffed tight into one hole (or two, depending) and sometimes it’s getting his ass fucked while he fucks someone else. He’s got no shame when it comes to that and will openly admit that he enjoys the company of both men and women.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) He’s thick, veiny, a shower. It’s big and he knows it.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Decently high. He likes to fuck a few times a week at the very minimum and I like to believe he’s a daily masturbator. Even on the days where he’s tired or out of it, working late or the like and doesn’t really have the yearn to fuck all it takes is you showing up in your lingerie, or naked, or getting on your knees and he’ll start to get hard.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Pretty fucking quickly, especially if he’s certain there’s no more rounds to be had, or if it’s a work night, he’s out pretty fast.

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[amphitriteswife]

DAWG LOOKS SO GOOD AND SO MUSTY AT THE SAME TIME 😭

( this aint my art though. I got it from pinterest)

DAWG LOOKS SO HANDSOME WHILE BREAKING PPL’S HEARTS. 💀💀💀😭😭😭

HIS ASS PROBABLY MADE THIRST TRAPS FOR HIS GALLS AND WHEN HE CHEATED ON THEM THEY LEAKED IT

SENDOU PROBABLY DIDN’T EVEN KNOW THAT HE A PLAYER ☠️☠️

[clonehub]

anti-acolyte conservative reactionaries on twitter getting so bad that one person has had their OF nudes leaked as revenge porn because they called out someone's racism and there's constant explicit racism being hurled around on basically every tweet about the acolyte that one can find. there's people genuinely arguing that star wars was primarily/is just/should just be for white cishet men. the cast is absolutely having vile shit said about them, especially Lee Jung Jae and amandla stenberg. the former learned english in four months just to play the role and there was a dumb segment in a rolling stone article about how "awkward" he sounded or something (he didn't).

and ive been poking fun at the reactionaries but this shit is so. like its everywhere. even though im generally pretty good at ignoring bigots and trolls, you really can't go into the comments of any official star wars post about the acolyte. there's grifters saying they hate everything about star wars now and its no longer fun for them but its suspiciously and specifically in response to the most diverse star wars show we've ever had.

like god. i can't even describe how consistently vile a lot of the people who hate the acolyte are. some people found it boring independent of the diversity of the cast; this aint about them! i keep seeing tweets that say "Star Wars is supposed to appeal to cishet/white/men, this is a DEI show that's forcing communism down our throats, star wars was better when it was just about pleasing white men"

shit's exhausting lmao i hate star wars fans

[kaeyachi]

KAEYA SKIN EVEN MORE LEAKS SOMEHOW SO DONT READ IF YOU DONT WANNA KNOW

...

IM WARNING YOU AGAIN

...

ONE MORE WARNING COZ I FEEL LIKE IT

...

I WAS WONDERING WHY I WOKE UP AT RANDOM O'CLOCK

TURNS OUT I HAVE A KAEYA RADAR NOW

THE OTHER POTENTIAL KAEYA SKINS THAT WERE NOT CHOSEN???!!!!!!!! OH MY GOD THEY LOOK LIKE 5 STAR MATERIAL (even the final one looks 5-star material BUT THE OTHER 2 LOOK INSANELY GOOD. HYV PLS KNOW I WOULD PAY FOR THOSE OTHER 2 AS WELL)

i will say i understand why the first 2 werent chosen BUT STILL, THEY ARE SO GOOD. I KINDA WANT 3 KAEYA SKINS ALL OF THE SUDDEN

Also appreciate that he was always going to get a curved blade.

AND THE DETAILS FOR THE FINAL KAEYA SKIN???!!!!! THE BLACK TOP HE HAS INSIDE IS BACKLESS??!!!! AND THE BLACK NAIL POLISH IS CONFIRMED

WITH A TOTAL OF 5 RINGS FOR 5 LOVERS/jk *names the lovers in my head for no reason at all other than delusion though*

btw the earring is deffo not his vision unless he just lost 2 more wings sgdjdvsj

i think i need a moment for that top, i cant seem to get over it... choosing to believe they added that outer layer for us coz aint no way were gonna focus with his back available for us to view (id let hilichurls kill me while im busy staring at his back coz omg look at it. his back)

[squishysquid88]

Secretive Sickness

Anybody else a chaggie fan? cuz I am.

this fic is about a very sick vaggie who tries her best to hide the fact that she's not feeling to great. however, time will tell just how long she can last.

T.W. mild cursing. If you aint cool with that, then......be warned

NOW ON WITH THE TALE!!!

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Vaggie woke up feeling like shit, and it wasn't the normal kind either. her grey skin was doused in sweat, her throat felt dry and scratchy, her nose was red and stuffy, and her body was like it weighed 1000 pounds. not to mention the horrible headache. which included several sharp pains constantly stabbing at her skull. She groaned as she sat up, careful not to make too much noise. She didn't want to wake Charlie, who was peacefully snoring beside her. She dragged her legs to the side of the bed, her muscles felt soar and lazy, but she persisted. As soon as she got up, vaggie felt a wave of dizziness overflow her body. She stumbled for a moment but quickly brought herself back to her feet.

"That's annoying," she mouthed as she made her way toward the bathroom.

As soon as she took a glance at the mirror, Vaggie felt utterly disgusted at her reflection. her face looked puffy and exhausted, her hair looked like it could house a small family of rats, and her eyebags only made her look more depressing. Vaggie already felt like shit, and now she had to look like shit on top of that, what a shitty situation.

"nnnggghhhhhggh"

after properly dressing and taming her wild mane, Vaggie made her way downstairs to begin her busy day. Though she would rather go back to bed and take a load off, she knew she couldn't. Charlie didn't have work today, and there was no way in hell Vaggie was gonna make Charlie take care of her on her day off. Plus, with one person already gone she needed to pick up the slack, she couldn't have the hotel running behind on her watch oh no no.

Today's list of deeds included:

Help nifty and angel with cleaning and clearing rooms of their old furniture

unloading and transferring all of the newly ordered furniture from the delivery trucks to the hotel

moving said furniture into the previously cleared out and cleaned rooms,

keeping Angel from flirting with the delivery workers

properly file and deliver financial agreements and payments.

needles to say, today was definitely going to be a hard day's work.

Vaggie tried her best to make it down to the second floor without letting her legs collapse underneath her. Vaggie didn't even think she could get sick in hell, but nonetheless, here we are. The stairs felt like murder on her weakened muscles. With every step she only felt more and more dizzy. She wanted to turn around but it was too late now, she was too close to the second floor, where she and the others would begin their work. as she escaped the stairs grasp, Angel was the first to spot her.

"Bout' time tutts, where have you b-" angel hesitated on account of seeing vaggies appearance. "her are you doing ok, no offence or anythin' but you look like shi-"

"I'm fine Angel!" Vaggie interrupted, aware of what he was about to say "shall we?"

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As the day went on Vaggie felt herself getting shakier and shakier. Her limbs felt weak and unable while her headache only grew worse. angle and nifty continuously gave each other concerning looks upon hearing vaggies grunts and grumbles, Finally, nifty spoke up.

"Miss Vaggie, are you sure your feeling alright? We can always take a break if you feel like y-"

"No," Vaggie interrupts, again.

"I'm fine, lets just get this over with, we only have so much time until the delivery trucks get here." she said, the scratch in her voice leaking through her words

"A-Alright, if you say so" Nifty got back to work, trying not to question it.

They only had about two rooms to go, that's when Vaggie stepped away to go check on the preparations for the delivery. however, she was shocked to spot Charlie in the hallway just ahead of her. Vaggie hid and quick, she knew that if Charlie so much as looked at her she would immediately know she was sick. Vaggie hated worrying her, even worse she hated hiding from her, but that didn't matter. right now, she needed to focus on her job, nothing more, nothing less. she walked fast, despite her dizziness, and tried to brush past Charlie before she could get a good look at her face. Charlie noticed her and called out for her girlfriend.

"Vaggie!" Charlie sounded eager

"Sorry hun, in a rush, talk to you later!" Vaggie waved. trying to sound as clear as possible, worried that her voice would come out scratchy or cracked.

"Vaggie wait!" Charlie was already worried, but Vaggie was already long gone.

(thank fuck) vaggie thought (this hotel might be a rundown piece of crap but it sure is intricate).

Vaggie arrived at the main floor, when she saw delivery trucks parked outside the front door she couldn't help but be annoyed

"Why are they so early, they weren't supposed to be here for another hour!" vaggie grumbled.

She marched towards Alastor and Husk near the front. "there a bit early, don't you think" she thought outloud

"no kiddin' " barked husk

"well, better get started. hope angel and nifty are about done with the rooms" she said, taking a moment to scan Alastor for anything out of the ordinary

-He leaned over in response

"And what exactly do you want?" Vaggie growled

"why my dear, I should be asking you the same thing, being as though you were staring at me a great deal just a few moments ago." he blinked "though, are you quite sure you should be working?" he smiled

"Oh? don't tell me your worried about me?" Vaggie spat out.

"Perhaps, if worried means cautious then I do suppose I am" he replied

Silence filled the air

"After all" Alastor started "you do mean a great deal to out dear little princess, it would be a shame if anything happened to her beloved partner in crime, no?" he finished

"¿Qué tal si cierras la boca, pequeño pedazo de mierda?" Vaggie grumbled.

Alastor squinted, but hushed up anyway.

"Piche Puta" she uttered

Vaggie didn't like it when Alastor talked about Charlie in any way shape or form, she just didn't. She didn't really understand how Charlie could be so excepting either, she swore Charlie was just too good for hell. ...to good for her.

(Charlie) her name was the only thing she could think about

~~~~~

About half way in and vaggie feels exhausted. Her body felt numb and shaky, and her head continued to throb and pound on the walls of her scull. Vaggie needed to lay down, desperately.

Despite her now posseted demon strength, Vaggie still felt utterly and completely helpless the entire time they were working. Normally she was able to lift 10x the amount she was now easy, but at the moment vaggie was stumbling and wobbling all over the place. Husk didn't notice, he was too busy yelling at one of the workers for sneaking a shot of his booze. Alastor on the other hand, he definitely noticed, but simply chose to stay quiet. The freaky smile on his face seemed to say enough.

(Just a few more boxes) Vaggie though as she reached out for another.

However, one she took hold of the heavy box she soon felt another wave of painful dizziness, only this time she couldn't hope to balance herself like before. Vaggie felt her legs collapse beneath her, a loud ringing flooded her ears as she came crashing to the ground. the box following her trail, came crashing down just the same, Vaggie couldn't find the energy to get back up, instead, she felt the world around her begin to fade out and away as she slowly closed her eyes. now, Vaggie lay unconscious of the floor, the last thing she would hear before completely passing out would be,

"Vaggie!" Charlie screamed as she ran towards her.

~~~~~

Vaggie woke up in their bedroom, a blanket across her legs and a wet rag ~that felt amazing on the boiling skin of her face~ laid carefully across her forehead. oh and of course, a very worried girlfriend, that sat right across from her in a chair.

"c-Charlie" vaggie said weakly

"Vaggie!" Charlie practically tackled her

"Mierda!" vaggie cried

"why didnt you tell me!" charlie squeezed

Vaggie stayed silent

"I've been looking for you all morning! I-I knew something was wrong! but then as soon as I find you, you-you ran away from me" Charlie leaned back her arms still holding vaggies "you never run away from me" Charlie cried

Vaggie felt guilty, she glanced away and tried not to make too much eye contact, but Charlie wouldn't have it.

"Vaggie look at me," she took Vaggies face in her palm." Why didn't you tell me?

"I- I didn't want you to worry you " Vaggie looked down

"Its your day off, I didn't want to make you take care of me, and- and I knew that if you saw me like this then you would completely waste your time looking after me." vaggie looked up "you already do so much,"

"And you don't?!" said Charlie "Vaggie, you mean so much more to me that any day off-" "Exactly!" Vaggie interrupted "you needed a break-" "So do you!" Charlie snapped

"Vaggie, you work so hard, too hard. this is only proof of that. You push and push and you never let yourself breath, for hells sake! and whats worse, even when you're burnt out and hurting, you still wont let me take care of you! " Tears pecked at the edges of Charlies eyes. vaggie had no words,

"Vaggie, you need to understand that I care about you too, its not one sided. you're my girlfriend Vaggie, not my servant." Charlie lifted Vaggies hands up to her lips, "and I'm here for you," she kissed Vaggies knuckles, "no one else,"

"I-" Vaggies eyes had began to water "I'm sorry" she finished. it was at that moment, Vaggie finally felt safe enough to relax, she let it all out, all of her tears, all of her pain, and all of her shit. And all, while being gently cradled in the arms of her caring girlfriend.

~~~~~~

The two had been sitting silence for over an hour now, Vaggie had fallen asleep, and Charlie had been happily holding her in her arms, occasionally planting a kiss on Vaggies head. Vaggie was prone to growling or cursing in her sleep, as well as throwing a feeble punch or two.(sometimes not so feeble, Charlie can confirm) but Charlie always thought it was cute.

"my little tiger" she whispered. Charlie couldn't help but squeeze Vaggie just a little tighter, to her surprise, Vaggie had squeezed back.

"oh, I'm sorry vaggie did I wake you" charlie was quick to apologize

"..."

"Vaggie?

"-how did you know?" Vaggie asked

"what do you mean?" Charlie felt confused

"you said that you knew something was wrong earlier, how did you know? I remember leaving before you woke up, so you wouldn't notice anything. But you did, how?"

"hmmm, it, it was the smell,"

"the smell?" Vaggie scoffed

"yes the smell" Charlie laughed

"when I woke up, it smelled different, it smelled less like you. less like you and more like, well, sick. you could say it smelled like weakness." Charlie continued

"and you know this... how?"

"mm, instincts?"

"could you describe it?" Vaggie asked

"I can try, lets see. Normally when I wake up, It smells like dark chocolate and mint. its a bitter sweet fragrance than I only every started to smell the first night we spent together. at first it struck my lungs with a sort of knotty feeling, almost as if I wanted to sneeze or spit the taste out all together, but then it filled my body with a warm sugary sent that made me want to hold my breath and hang onto it for as long as I could before I had to let it go. and when it does leave my body, it leaves with a cool and calming trail of green leaves behind it, which only makes me feel more at ease then, I already do when you're near me. and as I've gotten more and more used to your sent, I've gotten more and more familiar with it, and as I continued to take you in the sweeter and sweeter the sent became."

Vaggie blushed hard into Charlies chest

But, this morning... this morning it smelt different. instead of a bitter sweat mint, it smelt more like a sour weed. the bitter beginning felt more like a sharp thorn, and the warm essence spiraled into a sour acidic flavor that clogged my nose and made me want to cough. the cool and calming leaves that I had once smelt before, turned into dying weeds and blowing dust. it was just sooo..."

"...shitty?" Vaggie finished

"yea, shitty, lets go with that" Charlie smiled.

Charlie kissed her one final time before insisting she go back to sleep.

"I love you Vaggie,"

"I love you too sunshine,"

"what's sunshine?"

"... its what you smell like" Vaggie said as she nuzzled her nose into the crook of Charlies neck, Charlie giggled at the ticklish feeling. Vaggie took a deep breath in,

"yup, sunshine," she nuzzled further "such an amazing smell," she said as she hazily drifted back to sleep.

"Buenas noches, mi amor" she mumbled.

Charlie smiled holding her tightly, humming sweet lullabies into the ear of her beloved girlfriend.

[manufactured-pleasantry]

someone (luthor) starts a smear campaign on Batman. Gothamites know it aint shit but the rest of the world is falling for it. they're clamouring for batman to be kicked off the league even though he is a founding member. jl is indignant. B doesn't care. Jl on record just saying how batman is great and everything, defending their boo with their life. B still doesn't give a shit.

someone pulls interview from two years ago that the world has mostly forgotten about (or just joke about now) of GL saying how hot Batman is.

Someone (luthor) starts a rumour that Batman bewitched the JL (witch trials much?) and that's how he's getting them to ignore his war crimes (yah, the crime of being so goddamn hot!)

PR for Batman is at a record low. It didn't even get this bad when ppl thought he was an actual demon.

Someone (Tim) takes personal offence at the smear campaign and leaks a photo of Batman and Robin online. Three photos. One, batpat. Two, batcuddles. Three, batclimbinggym.

The internet once again falls in love with Batman. Also: BATMAN CLEAR PHOTOS??? ROBIN IS REAL??? BATMAN DADDY? DILF? HOW IS HE SO HOT? ROBIN IS SO CUTE! BUT BATMAN??? DADDY???

[specterings]

oh and also shang tsung tied up and whimpering ❤️❤️❤️ crying a little. I N. I NEED THAT TWINK OBLITERATED!!!!!!!!!!!!! thank you :3

shang tsung whimpering… you need help but that aint my profession. nsfw under the cut

cw / crying, overstim, ftm &. amab section for character. unprotected p.i.v, cumming inside, subtop!shang tsung but also bottom shang tsung, light bondage (its jus his hands being tied), vibrators, mentions of a fucking machine 🫶 u want him obliterated i got u. ftm terms : cunt, hole, clit

shang tsung is a BRAT. he always thinks he wants more than he can handle… his lust is bigger than his stamina.

hes always determined to push you until you give him what he wants, though, always unsatisfied 🙄

ftm…

he always starts out so cocky, stifling his moans into his arm while you fuck into him, running his mouth like a snarky bitch.

“that- haa- the best you can do? tch, pathetic. might as well find someone else to fuck me-“

so you just have to fuck him until he’s silent. mouth dropped open as you cum in him for what has to be the sixth time, his body trembling as he whines and hiccups out pathetic little noises, cum leaking out of his hole, gaped and weeping the mixture.

his eyes are watery, but he only starts really crying when you press the vibrator to his clit, back arching like a bow drawn taut. he sobs, tears rolling down his cheeks as the vibrations rumble through his clit and puffy, overstimulated cunt.

“by the go-gods, its too much!” he cries, but he doesn’t say stop or red, so you press on, turning it up higher, making him sob as he barreled into another orgasm, his… he didnt know— eighth, tenth maybe? hes not sure anymore.

he clenches around nothing, making him whimper again. its alleviated ever so so slightly when you scooped up some of the seed that had leaked out and shoved it back into his hole.

“should get a machine to fuck you, make you grateful for what you get, greedy thing,” you taunted, and he hiccuped again. his hands strained against the magic binding him, eyes rolling back as the vibrator continued to assault his sensitive clit.

its three more orgasms rung out his worn out body before youre fucking him again, cumming in him one more time before cleaning him up, rubbing his thighs while they tremble.

it’ll sate him for a day or two, maybe.

amab…

letting him fuck you for the first time, hes immediately cocky and spitting all sorts of filthy shit in your ear. except that shang tsung is a two pump chump when hes not the one being fucked.

he realizes hes bitten off more than he can chew when you make him keep fucking you even after he cums, cock struggling to stay hard enough. you flip him over, his hands scrabbling at your hips as you milk him for all hes worth.

“m-my dear- oh-!” he whines as you grab at his chest to stabilize yourself, eyes rolling back and body tensing as you rubbed your thumbs over his nipples. your hand reaching back to fondle his balls, rolling them in your hand and tugging, grinning when you feel him cum again, broken moan wracking him.

his cock was over sensitive, aftershocks ripping up his spine like electricity. “are- are you d-done?” he asks, panting, groaning when you start moving again. he just lays there and takes it, lets you ride his half hard cock until he’s sobbing, body shaking and clawing at your thighs, both of your lover halves a wet, sticky mess, strings forming and snapping as you bounce up and down, his face red and wet from tears and his own drool, whimpering when you finally cum all across his body.

[pencilandpenz]

Might as well just start posting and not be lazy right?

These are all drawings of Tide, and he’s my precious baby boy- Gonna copy paste some lore, but it’s all small.

Tide doesn’t really know how to flirt and so he flusters easily.

Tide is a pacifist; he refuses to hurt anyone even if hes in danger. HOWEVER. If someone he cares about is in danger or someone innocent (ESPECIALLY kids) he will absolutely step in. If he stops being expressive, run.

Despite seeming like a cutie, hes lethal. He can manipulate water, so if you sweat? He can use that. Blood? He will blood bend you. Usually though he uses his water abilities for small or cute things.

He got hearing aids later in life, so when he first used them it sent him into sensory overload.

He’s cute like a bunny, but hes curious as a cat. He might as well be a cat at this point.

He doesnt like when people hurt eachother, but he also wants to be there for the people he loves. So even if they do something awful, the worst he will do is scold them.

When he blood bends (he wasnt based off avatar lol but it works) It can put stress on his body and so often times his mouth and eyes will start leaking his own blood. His pupil will also turn into a red water droplet.

(Okay so he doesnt have any correlation with blood sans but man would that guy find him useful.)

Even though hes a silly nerd, he’s actually pretty buff under his baggy clothes- he likes to go to the gym to blow off stress.

He’s totally gay, so if he sees a girl being followed he will go up to her and act like her best friend.

If you’re trying to SA anyone and he sees it? Oh he aint callibg the police, you’re just dead.

His arms are pretty scarred, and he has a waterdroplet tattoo on each shoulder.

Yes is full name IS Tidal

[skylarmoon71]

Raphael- (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles) Chapter  2

It's been two weeks

At least he thought it was.

They were traveling for a while. Every two days someone would throw food down the stairs for them, and you would feed Raph. You continued to treat him so caringly, even though you barely even knew him. It just made his need to escape that more strong. Because the second he was free, he'd get you both out of this hell hole.

Another thing that was working in his favor was this boat. There had been a leak close to him. While the man responsible for watching just laughed at his clear discomfort with the situation. The water constantly hitting his chains day and night was beginning to rust the already battered chains. Everyday he would give a tug, and he could feel it come just a bit loose. It was only a matter of time. The next time that asshole came to visit, he would test his theory.

"Ya know if you keep giving me all your food I'm gonna owe you a pretty hefty amount of pizza."

You smiled, wiping the crumbs from the side of his lips. Usually you would take a couple of bites from your meal and give the rest to Raph. The same with your water. He spent the first week protesting and he'd only managed to come to a compromise by refusing to eat until you had a decent amount. The one thing he began to look forward to was your smiles. Your hand was still lingering on his cheek for a moment, and he thought nothing of it, until he saw the distracted look on your face.

"Ya good?"

You blinked, and he could have sworn he saw redness tint your cheeks. You pulled your hand back so quickly. He wasn't sure what to make of that, but decided not to probe. His eyes moved to the chain, the feel of water trickling down his wrist. He smirked, giving a harsh pull, and this time he heard the wood creak. Your eyes widened just a little, and Raph's grin grew.

"I told you, we're getting out of here pretty soon." It just needed another nudge. He intended to do so, but the door opened above, and Raph gritted his teeth.

"Shit."

He muttered under his breath. He needed to remain neutral. Because if they even sense that he was close to escaping they would definitely knock him out and bind him with tougher chains. He expected it to be the usual jackass, but this was a blond man. When he was down the staircase, his lips spread into a wide smile. The look you sent the male was one of horror, and Raph realized at that moment that this was him.

Don.

The boss of this operation. You made a dash for the corner, and Don laughed, following you. He grabbed you by the collar, shoving you to the ground as you kicked and thrashed.

Raph hated feeling so useless. He didn't care if he was discovered, he pulled against his binds.

"LEAVE HER ALONE!!"

Don started ripping at your clothes, and Raph snapped. He yelled as he forced himself forward, and he took out the entire piece of wood right from the wall. Don turned in shock, and in a matter of seconds, he was thrown across the room. You were picking yourself off the ground as you continued to cry. Don was on the floor, unconscious.

Raph could hear shuffling above deck. There's no doubt they'd heard the commotion. Raph moved to you immediately, and you ran right into his chest. He held unto you, relief rushing over his body. He didn't realize how much he'd wanted to hold you in the short time you'd both been stuck here. He pulled away after a few seconds, running a hand over your cheek. His eyes caught the collar, and his anger returned. He placed his hands on either side of the metal, snapping it apart as if it were paper. You just stared at him in astonishment.

"You're free now. They aint gonna control ya anymore."

You just looked at him.

"Thank you."

Raph gaped.

"Ya can talk!!"

Bodies began filling down the stairs, and you stood, stepping in front of Raph. You lifted your hand, and he was shocked at the blast that shot out. The men were thrown backwards. A noticeable hole now at the side of the boat.

Raph had read the entire situation wrong.

The biggest threat here was clearly you.

You pointed one hand to the ceiling, and the beam of light shot up, shattering it. You didn't even flinch at the rubble that came crashing down. You used both hands now as a lift as you fired them at your feet. The rip of red flames gives you a boost into the air. Raph was still trying to collect himself. But he could hear the screams from above. He raced to the top, following the many yells of men aboard.

On his way there he encountered at least a dozen. Some carrying guns, others just picking up whatever was in sight. Raph spun when the shots fired, using his shell as a shield as he waited for them to empty their clips. It didn't even get that far. Because the two men that were shooting at him screamed. Raph looked over, stunned when you grabbed one by the arm, throwing him off the boat. The strength you possessed seems unreal. So is the golden glow that is now present in your eyes.

This entire time he'd been so hell bent on protecting you, but the roles were vastly reversed. You were quite literally saving him.

Every man that came in his general direction was tossed or swung the other way. You were taking them out left and right. Raph was watching your back as he dealt with the ones that you couldn't see from behind. Without his sais he was still holding his own. So were you. Various areas on the boat were either broken, or on fire. He found himself now searching for an exit. Leo was always good at having a plan. He'd picked it up from Leo.

Even if he didn't want to admit it.

Raph punched another guy, and when you turned to him, Raph could see the many bodies either groaning or unconscious. He felt a bit relieved, running to the side of the boat to search for a safety raft. Or anything honestly. You were no longer in fight mode, hands lowering. When Raph spotted a small boat at the back, he felt relieved. He turned to explain the plan, but his eyes widened in alarm at the man standing behind you with a gun in hand.

"WATCH OUT!!"

You turned at the yell. Before Don could fire the weapon, you grabbed him by the throat. You squeezed, and he gasped, dropping the gun as he fought to regain his breath. Raph could see the clear pain in your eyes. There was a story there. When the golden light returned to your orbs, and you began charging up the energy in your palm, Raph panicked.

He rushed over to you.

"Ya can't kill him okay. Trust me I wanna pummel him too, but ya can't. We aint monsters."

Raph could not physically see your pupils, but he saw the tears that ran down your cheeks. Your hands were trembling. This man treated the both of you like animals. Raph wanted nothing more than to return the favor, but his father always taught him better. Fighting pain with pain was not the way to go. These men needed justice. You needed justice. Not revenge.

Raph reached for your arm, lowering it slowly, and the light at the center of your palm slowly disappeared. So did that glow in your eyes. You released Don, and his body crashed to the floor. A device fell out of his pocket as he tried to catch his breath. Raph saw the phone, doing a silent cheer. Things were starting to look up.

Don raised his head.

"Y-You monsters will never-" Raph delivered a sharp punch to the jaw, knocking him out cold.

You just stared at him.

"He deserved it."

A smile made its way on your face.

[silver-wield]

They really revealed themselves for falling for the cloti sarcastic leaks post. If they had leaks they wouldnt be asking for them, they would be celebrating XD like clotis are. Instead the so called tifa clerith fans have begun to go and attack every possible tifa related story scene. Even had one say tifa saying we did this to barret after plate fall was a horrbile thing to say. I mean she aint wrong attacking shinra did cause this, but tifa not allowed to feel guilty over it nope

If there were leaks they'd already have them. That's how dumb, desperate and gullible they are. They actually believe we'd hoard leaks of their content? Dude, we'd be bleaching our whole souls to get rid of the filth staining us.

Funny thing is I've seen SS of convos where people have asked if there's anything for them and the reply is always "nothing besides the GS date shown in the trailer" and that's immediately followed up with "there's plenty of content for zerith though" 🤣🤣🤣