#flying cocks

[etherealstrike]

I made these ttte character profiles, enjoy🤣

(these were made on an app called twinote, basically a fake twitter)

[beelsfav]

minors and ageless blogs, do not interact. 570 words. (whb) fem! bael/afab! reader. bael has both a vagina and a ovipositor. it's referred to as a dick and no eggs are involved.

It was a terrible decision that Bael made in hindsight.

The pencil skirt you wore was tight, digging into the fat of your thighs and fat of your stomach more than any of your others did. You smelled overly sweet, but not sickeningly so, and it was too clear. You weren't wearing panties and the overwhelming scent of sex is what greeted Bael before you were able to, as she was sure it did a hundred other devils between your shared room and the queen's office.

She should've turned you away before you could sit yourself on her thigh and kiss along her jaw and neck. Your hand rubbed along her stomach while you watched her down the bottle, moving down until your fingers down until they caught on the waist of her pants, untucking her shirt to try and slip your fingers down lower.

Maybe that's how Bael found herself with her hands white-knuckled on your shoulders, tongue laving itself over your pebbled nipple or teeth biting the swell of your breast. You bounce yourself dutifully on her cock, the ridges that spiraled along the length making you whine and cry into the crown on her head.

One of your hands that supported yourself on her thighs trailed up to where you were joined. Bael was just as drenched as you, she could feel as much when you had no issue sliding a finger inside her cunt. She jolts, hips thrusting up and nearly bucking you off.

A second, then third finger joins the first. The little self-restraint she holds keeps her biting your tits off, forcing her mouth to redirect itself into capturing yours in a kiss that was mostly teeth.

Bael is quick to reach her climax when your fingers more furiously dive in and out of her sex. Her come is thin and watery, but it comes out plentifully. In her white haze, she drops her hand against your clit and rubs at it while you grind your hips against the base of her cock, the added sensation and feeling of her spines rubbing against the textured spot buried within your walls.

When you come and slump against her, her load is finally coming to an end. Bael's hands rub up and down your back as you come down from your high, eyes staring down at the piles and piles of paperwork on her desk.

Your kissing along her jaw again gets her to pick you up with one arm under your ass while the other swipes everything off. Your already airy laugh turns into a gasp at the way her cock moves within your sex as she stands.

Bael drops you onto the desk as the papers go flying about the room. It took her pulling her hips back and plunging herself back with more force than she'd usually give. She silences your wanton cries with another open-mouthed, drooly kiss as she sets a more brutal pace. It feels like she's stabbing her ovipositor deep inside your womb and pushing her come past the tight hole of your cervix.

She leaves you speared on her cock while she returns to her work, forcing your hips still whenever you became restless, her onslaught of fucking only ending when your mindless babbling quiets into more tears buried into her shoulder several rounds later.

[blackswaneuroparedux]

The airplane seemed far more alive and human than any machine I had ever flown.

Charles Lindbergh

The cockpit in which Charles Lindbergh sat while piloting the first aircraft to make a solo non-stop transatlantic flight, the Spirit of Saint Louis, in May of 1927 was as pioneering as the flight itself.

It was an unusual design to an ordinary layout of a cockpit of that era. A periscope was used instead of a forward window. The Spirit was designed and built in San Diego to compete for the $25,000 Orteig Prize, which was offered by New York hotel owner Raymond Orteig to the first aviator to cross the Atlantic non-stop, either from New York to Paris or vice versa. Lindbergh, a U.S. Air Mail pilot, believed that a single-engine, single-seat, high-wing monoplane would provide him with the best chance of success.

Under his close supervision, the Spirit was designed and constructed in just 60 days. To enhance the centre of gravity and minimise the risk of being crushed in case of a crash, Lindbergh had the large main and forward fuel tanks placed in the front section of the fuselage, ahead of the pilot, with the oil tank acting as a firewall. As a result of this design choice, there was no front windshield, and forward visibility was limited to the side windows.

However, this arrangement didn't bother Lindbergh, as he was accustomed to flying in the rear cockpit of mail planes with mail bags in the front. When he needed to see forward, he would simply look out the sides. To address the need for some forward vision, Lindbergh enlisted the help of a former submarine serviceman to design and install a periscope. Inside the cramped cockpit, measuring 94 cm wide, 81 cm long, and 130 cm high, Lindbergh couldn't even stretch his legs.

[flyhighisco]

huge for people who are me

[internerdionality]

Hey, this is really awkward, but I saw you mention on my post that you have another chapter of burning like embers and it's so so good! I've been meaning to write a comment on it for months but, you know, life. I am absolutely obsessedddddd with the concept you're exploring and this is me humbly begging for you to drop the new chapter. I can't stop thinking about it.

Okay. 💗🥺💗

Chapters: 4/? Fandom: Our Flag Means Death (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet, Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Israel Hands, Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet/Israel Hands, Israel Hands/Lucius Spriggs Characters: Blackbeard | Edward Teach, Stede Bonnet, Israel Hands, Lucius Spriggs, Roach (Our Flag Means Death), Fang (Our Flag Means Death), Ivan (Our Flag Means Death), Jim Jimenez Additional Tags: Enemies to Lovers, or friends to lovers to enemies to lovers in the case of GentleBeard, Dubious Consent, Fake/Pretend Relationship, (sort of?), like does it count if absolutely everyone KNOWS it’s fake?, But they don’t know we know, basically that one friends episode but muppet style, they’re playing relationship chicken, Quote: We've got a fuckery on our hands! (Our Flag Means Death), Canon-typical disregard of physics, and human biology, Blackbeard | Edward Teach Needs a Hug, and a nap Series: Part 25 of Our Flag Means Death Works Summary:

Edward Teach is tired.

Tired of being Blackbeard, tired of piracy, tired of fighting (and fucking) with his first mate, and so very tired of Stede fucking Bonnet chasing him around the Caribbean, trying to win his forgiveness.

But he can't see a way out... (except maybe death; he hasn't tried dying yet...)

[elnotwoods]

Happy Sunday from Mile and Apo and their massive cocks

[smoocheys]

thinking about talon shapeshifting abilities rn wrt sex of course. In the way of like. He still has a few mental hurdles to get through before he lets somebody suck his dick again/needs coaxing and specific ideal circumstances + mood for that but what if he really likes (swapping parts and) getting eaten out...smile

[seungkwanschicken]

If I speak on this and particularly him in this outfit I may need to be tranquilized

[criticallyacclaimedstranger]

My lower back is stiff and sore because I haven't stretched my ass enough.

I can just imagine Frankie's smirk when hearing that sentence.

[husbandhoshi]

bouncing off anon’s question best svt CUCKING duo

joshua/jeonghan because they’re like close enough to get jealous about it. you know. and they’re both naturally generous so i think bringing out the Selfishness would be rlly something. and i think they are pleasers so it would work out for you anyway

….. i think hoshi/dino would be CRAZY too. simply because they are competitive horny and possessive. although this one definitely has more feelings involved

[king-ludwig-ii]

in work drama updates: the person who outed me is the same person who’s been ratting people out to our supervisor.

This one guy joked about not working out his full two weeks bc he was so excited to leave so they went to management and told them that he straight up said he wasn’t going to show up on his last day so they sent him home half a week early.

Another coworker told them she was in the final round interviews for another job and they also went to management and they ended up firing her the same day

[sga-owns-my-soul]

btw i have a tattoo on my ankle that says fuck

it’s in cursive font

[buttslapsmcgee]

it happened again .

[hoots-the-owl]

I think I’m gunna get Balder’s Gate 3 next paycheck and make a girl elf with the biggest cock and a boy dwarf with the FATTEST of tiddies

[0zzysaurus]

ERMMM 😭😭 MY DAD JUST TEXTED PAUL AND IT CAME UP ON THE DASHSCREEN AND WE’RE SEEING ABBA???? HUH?????

[chaoticsoft]

just to be clear, I hope mosquitos feel pain when I kill them :)

I hope they wake up in hell screaming :)

If I could, I'd become a bug necromancer just so I could kill mosquitos, resurrect them, and then kill them again :)