#frothing at the mouth what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what

[writingsofwesteros]

Rhaenyra and Daemon both being absolutely frothing out the mouth horny over a lady of the court/a dornish woman/Rhaenyra's sister/a dragonseed (she was claiming dragons before it was trending lmao), but she never seems to get their hints or even look their way. The depraved royals fuck like bunnies within the halls of the palace in hopes of her seeing them and stopping to join in, but alas she always stumbles upon them and simply walks past, totally ignoring them even as Daemon’s legendary cock begins pounding into the Realm's Delight with increased frevor, Rhaenyra’s beautiful tits bouncing merrily as she greedily circles her hips to allow her swollen cunt the satisfaction she desperately desired. Many lords, ladys, servants, and even Viserys, has had their own encounters with the couple which ended in them being totally ignored while the couple dirtily fanasize aloud about what they'd do to "their bratty girl."

Embarrassingly enough, no one besides the target of their affection was able to resist the urge to pleasure themselves to the memory of the prince and princess entangled so cravenly with no cares for who sees them, Viserys definitely remembering his trysts with Aemma while watching his brother plow the daughter that looked so much like a younger version of her mother... it's a surprise he didn't lure Rhaenyra to him through pretenses of talking about her duties as heir, only to trap her in his room as he stuffs his daughter full of her own dad's hot seed...

Rhaenyra is surprisingly the one to break first, stalking the poor woman down and waiting until she had her alone to strike. The woman had no time to speak before the princess had her stripped completely naked, her hot mouth greedily attacking the woman's pussy, sucking and licking her clit and finding her most sensitive areas. The woman fights Rhaenyra a bit before playing coy again and pretending like the princess's expert pussy eating skills weren't making her insides feel on fire, g spot pulsing with the need to be abused by her fingers... or even a cock....

The woman's stomach noticeably begins flexing as she reaches her orgasm, eyes flashing open widely, mouth opening in a silent scream as the princess moans and begins eagerly increasing the pressure of her tongue to completely blow her new lover away. Daemon walks in right as Rhaenyra is finishing making the poor girl squirt, having stuck between her thighs relentlessly since taking the opportunity upon herself, her lengthy time away being enough to make Daemon more than curious. Daemon pouts and rips Rhaenyra up by her silver hair, the loud suctioning sound of the girl's red clit breaking free of their prison being enough to excite him, but watching their beauty gush yet again all over his wife was mind blowing. Daemon kisses Rhaenyra roughly, spanking her ass and telling her to stop being so greedy, musing that she's lucky she's not being punished for trying to keep the girl to herself.

The poor woman gives up her fight when she sees the Rogue prince neglect stripping from his own cloths in favor of pulling his thick cock out from his pants and hurriedly pumping it a few times to allow the precum to start flowing faster. Seeing the way Rhaenyra refused to stop tasting her cunt, the woman knew without a doubt Daemon would not only completely wreck her virgin pussy, but he wouldn't stop until he stuffed her full of enough cum to make quintuplets. It's enjoyable for the couple to watch her accept her fate, the only fight coming from her is when one of them pull another orgasm from her, Rhaenyra straddling her face as she continues to lap at the girl's clit with the occasional taste of Daemon’s cock as it plunges into her gushy cunt.

The servants that come to check on the noises from a usually abandoned room are in for the surprise of their life when they watch the couple furiously overstimulate their favorite girl, it being evident to the servants standing across the room just how red her poor stretched cunt was as they watched, almost entranced by how well she was taking the depravity. It's almost sad for them to see how full of cum she is, her womb ballooning a bit from Daemon refusing to let her escape, plunging deep and rocking his cock inside her slowly to allow his seed safer passage to her womb.

She looks over at the servants once Rhaenyra dismounts and eagerly spurs her uncle on from her spot on the couch and that's when the deepest pit shame hits her as she now realizes the weight of the couple's actions, moon tea no longer enough to save her good name from being drug down with their's... that is if she would even be allowed access to anything of the sort with the royals' being powerful enough to ban her from taking such action or, even worse, they could propose she become a wife to them to aid in "strengthening the Targaryen dynasty" and nursing the young they already have. Yeah right, Rhaenyra would be on those mommy milkers like she were the baby... their children would either have to share or be fed by Nyra or a maid to help the poor girl out.

Unfortunately for her, it was the second option that took effect as Daemon had bored of taking her missionary style and laid her flat on the ground to pound in from behind. The change of position and overstimulation illicit the most primal of noises from her mouth as her brain switches off and alerts more people to the spectacle taking place. Daemon finds it in himself to fuck her even more savagely somehow and loses himself in her enchantingly tight cunt, gripping her hips like a lifeline as he can't find it in himself to care about anything beside thrusting his cock in her. Viserys walks into this: https://eoquetemprahj.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/08/GIF-2-Izzy-Delphine.gif , his own daughter viciously fingering her cunt as her husband utterly defiles another woman for all to see.

Even worse is the fact that the couple seemed to derive pleasure from the prospect of a bastard, Rhaenyra making a strangled gasp as she watches Daemon deposit another load into the girl, his large hand massaging her hips and cupping her belly as he allows his cock to finally soften in her, sweat and cum sticking them together (along with his unwillingness to move). The princess shamelessly continues plunging her fingers inside herself, twisting and turning her body like a possessed woman as she stimulates her nipples and finally comes with a burst upon watching Daemon have to slowly dislodge his cock from their girl's tight cunt, her grip locking him in place and making him have to pause to not hurt her in the process.

Viserys is furious, yet mainly jealous, when he orders Daemon to marry the woman. Even the "oblivious" man knew there was no way moon tea could prevent a babe from taking root after how many times his brother had came inside her.

Maybe Viserys gets his revenge by fucking both of Daemon's wives on the wedding night, stating that it's the King's right to do so and as Rhaenyra’s father he should obey him before her husband 👑💀

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THE HOTTEST!!!!!!!

As ever I can't add anything !

Viserys being jealous is just too delicious and he will take Daemon's wives...for a night that is.

Daemon and Rhaenyra have completely ruined her ;)

[suzukiblu]

For WIP-not-wednesday I gotta ask for mirror, mirror please. Every snippet of it you've shared has me frothing at the mouth, it's so good

“Fuck you,” Match gasps, and Kon nuzzles his throat again; rubs the pad of his thumb across the other's nipple and squeezes the arm he has around him again, and rocks his cock in slow. Match makes the closest thing to a “breathy” noise that Kon has ever heard him make and slumps forward heavier against the mirror, and tilts his hips back up and into him. Kon barely keeps a leash on himself. He's pretty sure he only manages it because he can't even believe he's getting this much of a reaction out of the bastard, but he'll take it. 

“Don't worry, I'll make sure you get to come on my cock as many times as you want tonight,” he purrs against Match’s pulse, and feels his gut burn even hotter when he hears it jump. “I'll even let you sit in my lap and keep him warm after.” 

Match makes an absolute croak of a noise. Kon presses a kiss against his throat while he's trying not to lose his entire fucking mind about it, then nuzzles him again and keeps rolling his hips into his slow and steady, over and over, and keeps Match’s body held tight against his own. The bathroom shudders again. 

Kon wants to fuck the bastard until the other strips the fucking tile off the walls. 

“Sounds fun, right?” he breathes, squeezing Match’s pec again. “You can just stay on my cock and stay my special little baby girl all night, just like you like.” 

Match curses, or at least probably he's cursing. It's a little hard to tell what he's saying, with his teeth clenched so tight. Definitely sounds like cursing, though. 

Like. Very definitely.

“I know, I know, your pussy wants to come so bad, doesn’t it, baby girl,” Kon croons soothingly at him, and again barely doesn't lose his own damn mind about this. He slides both hands up to cup Match’s chest again and press his pecs together; slides his cock into him with a metronome-steady rhythm he has to use his TTK to help himself keep. “It's okay, you can do it. I know you can. Do you need a little help? Need me to rub your cute little clit or just give you a nice big load in your–” 

Match chokes and comes all over the mirror and the broken-off pipes in the wall.

[ohmyglobwhatthefrickamievendoing]

Seeing how people reacted to izzy at Jackie's, how people even twice his size were deferential and even a little scared of him it makes so much more sense why he was so pressed after meeting stede for the first time

Imagine being this big of a deal and meeting some newbie who not only outplays you but also has the audacity to bitch right back at you without missing a beat

Equivalent of being an Olympic level cyclist and then getting beaten by some idiot on a tricycle

and immediately after the idiot breaks into your house and seduces your wife

[wordsinhaled]

it was really only a matter of time until edwardian payneland happened and what if i channeled maurice about it. just a little

-

Charles is the son of the groundskeeper at St. Hilarion's School for Boys while Edwin is a pupil there. And he can't help but notice Edwin—how he’s nearly always alone, or else being harangued by the cruel older boys who call themselves his peers.

Charles privately thinks they hardly seem equal to him in poise or grace or manner. They are boisterous, brash, crass, violent, all overlaid with a veneer of false propriety, but Charles can see the cracks in it. He knows that sort by how they are inside, and they cannot be like Edwin at all. No, Edwin Paine's got a sad, drawn sort of look about him that Charles can't help recognizing. This lonely boy who feels somehow kindred in a way he can't put a finger on, but is pulled to him all the same, though by rights he'd do better to keep his distance.

Edwin often sits by the lake by himself, to read, or to do his assignments in the shade of the trees. Picturesque as a painting, he is. One day Charles dares to approach him, though he knows the risk in it—prepared to be rebuffed, rebuked for his untoward attention to someone he is meant to ignore; but the boy does not turn him away.

And so they become friends. Tentative, and then less and less so.

Together they explore the school's sprawling grounds, all of whose surprising hiding-places Charles Rowland knows by heart, having wandered them himself for years and made them his own refuge. The woods become theirs; the shore by the lake theirs; the shade of the trees theirs. The attic, where no one comes to look for them in the dead of night, also theirs.

And then one day Charles notices a group of boys surrounding Edwin. The usual cadre, and they're posturing, their voices loud in the autumn air. They’ve ripped Edwin's penny magazine from his grip and are tearing pages out of it, scattering them to be plucked up by the wind. Charles can do nothing else but step in. He shouts at them to back off, puts himself between them and Edwin, and gets himself thrashed for his trouble—but they, at least, finally leave Edwin alone.

Edwin, for his part, cannot believe Charles would be so reckless for his sake. Charles has not yet mentioned to him that he is used to this sort of treatment, and sees worse at home. They sit together in the boathouse by the lake, cross-legged, close enough for Edwin to dab carefully at Charles’ split lip and bleeding knuckles.

“You should not have done that for me,” he chides, though it carries no heat. “What will happen now?” He thinks word is sure to get back to the school, and there will be a scandal. Those boys, who so vocally despise Edwin, will hardly be quiet in their outrage, their humiliation. Charles’ father might be relieved of his post, and then Charles’ family will have to leave St. Hilarion’s. That is how these things go.

And what was it all for? For Edwin? How could it have been worth it?

“Doesn’t matter, does it?" Charles is saying, when Edwin surfaces from his troubled thoughts. "Couldn’t let them treat you like that. They had you five to one. And that, just ‘cause you’re different. I know how it is.” Charles’ eyelashes are very long, and the light turns his eyes a warm, deep amber as he talks fiercely, insistently, in defense of Edwin.

It’s terribly forward, Edwin thinks. And, despite every misgiving, he welcomes it. No one has ever fought for Edwin before. No one has ever spoken about him with such conviction.

Then Charles seems to lapse into pensiveness. “You didn’t have to…” he says softly. "All this." He gestures, with the free hand Edwin isn’t busy wrapping up, at the little bottle of antiseptic, the scissors, the roll of bandages and the cloths, all spread out on the floorboards between them.

“Of course I did,” Edwin says.

Really, he had not given it much consideration. He had had only the presence of mind to memorize the sight of Charles kneeling in the dew-damp grass, angry gaze still spitting fire at the backs of Edwin’s retreating bullies. He’d had blood in his bared teeth, and the briefest flash of desire had seared through Edwin—to kiss him. Merely in thanks, perhaps, but still, to kiss him.

He would know the warmth of Charles’ mouth. Fleeting, forbidden, it would sear itself into his mind for ever.

Of course, he had done no such thing; for he could not. Instead, he’d done the only thing he could do—bent low towards Charles, and squeezed his shoulder once, as if to say, Wait here for me. I will come back to you.

And as he'd turned on his heel and gone off in the direction of the infirmary, leaving Charles there with dusk encroaching, Edwin had hoped Charles understood his gesture for the indelible promise it was.

[angel-fruitcake]

save me season 9 human!cas save me

(yes i know in the phone pic he technically had powers but he looked fuckin sinful all dirty like that so it earned its place here)

[wannabe-werequeer]

Unironically need someone to fuck me like they're trying to get me pregnant

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

thinking about Eddie & hyacinths again

[just-null]

YO, SUPER LATE SUPER LONG SUPER MESSY OCTOBER POST THAT I JUST SHOVED EVERYTHING INTO BC I DIDN'T WANT TO DO MULTIPLE. FUCK IT.

I forgot halfway that these were supposed to be costumes and not mini aus... SO REMEMBER IN MY PLACE, EVERYTHING IS HYPOTHETICAL. also. some have a bit of yandere elements to them bc its SO FITTING FOR NORITOSHI.

Happy late October, everyone. it's winter now. Let's get it, baby.

[Long rambles and doodles under the cut!]

Vampire!

I kept asking myself, "How sexy is too sexy.." and "How the fuck does a sexy vampire even look like without it being a shirtless guy w fangs or Edward Cullen....." I think I figured it out

Sure, sure, vampires are superhumans with sun allergies that can drink blood really hotly. They can also easily overpower you to feast and blah blah blah, but what if said vampire (Noritoshi) was too weak to do any of that? Not literally, but he craves your say. He wants not only your blood but your affection. He wants to get praised as he drinks you in. Are you comfortable? How much will you allow him to take? Do you want to get him back in return? Guidance with this makes him feel more at ease. It's still Noritoshi at the end of the day. He's going to find a way to be a little awkward about you because of his crush. He refuses to drink from anyone other than you, even if it causes his death. Therefore, he has to keep you healthy! For the rest of your lives..! Besides, he can't really go outside or else he'd.. y'know. So if you think about it, this is a very beneficial relationship for both of you!!

The only downside is that you're losing blood on the regular, and for some reason, more people are moving away... Probably nothing, right? Noritoshi is always there to keep you company and help you recover anyways.

Witch!

my attempts also bled into the witch design.... you got greedy with requesting two in one ask, but I'll spoil you this time bc I also wanted to see Noritoshi as a (sexy) vampire and witch. heh. AND I DIDNT REALIZE HED BE SO CUTE AS A WITCH..... WHAT THE FUCK?? rip momo, fight for your title of cute witch...

Noritoshi strikes me as one of those witches who'd rather be left to their own devices because they're running some important magic whatever in the background. though, he'll take some breaks and indulge you if you insist on having him around. Insist meaning you pass by and strike conversation, leaving him to neglect anything and everything to prioritize his time with you. He doesn't want to use magic on you unless it's beneficial for either you or both. Noritoshi likes a natural progression with you that he knows for a fact is true and not some product of some spell. Though it doesn't mean he wouldn't use charms and such to get you to interact with him more often to speed up the process!

Can't sleep? He has a remedy perfect for that! Bad luck? Oh no, take a charm. Nerves? A potion he perfected will help you ease your jitters. Annoying peers? With a snap of Noritoshi's fingers, they're gone! Just don't ask what happened. Enjoy yourself instead and come to him with any new issue. He's quick to resolve it.

Definitely has some sort of doll that looks suspiciously like you.. Noritoshi would probably talk to it and practice one liners that give you the strongest sense of nostalgia once he uses them. He's simultaneously giddy that the charm he put in the doll works but also a little annoyed that his hard work isn't surprising you, but leaving you with deja vu.

Idol!

i was crying the entire time bc what does an idol look like.... noritoshi is handsome enough to be an idol without actually being an idol... now i can confirm that idols are very well dressed though. thumbs up 100% but i had some thoughts...

[Idol]

Noritoshi would be the type to cherish his fans, but hold clear favoritism over you. he'd be those idols that look cold, but they talk, and they sound smug in a charming way. i don't know much about idols, but i know he'd be so fucking good.... he'd be the type of guy to sing to you amongst the hundreds in the crowd.... ahhh the interviews w these famous aus. they're just talking and acting like themselves. can you imagine Noritoshi getting asked the question if he has a lover or not? he can lie, im sure you're alright with that, but he doesn't want to!! he does have someone!!! someone he loves more than all his fans love for him combined!!! he just can't say it for the sake of your privacy and his career. so Noritoshi does what any charming guy who's good with their words does. he deflects the question. answering the question, but not really, that'd be something he's known for. fans online are split on why Noritoshi does this. some think he's trying to keep that side of his life private, others think he's trying to mess around, and others think he's hiding a secret lover!!! though the last one is usually seen as the outlandish one, sometimes it makes Noritoshi's heart drop bc they get some things right. "Having a lover is a complicated question hidden behind a simple disguise. If I had to answer, I'd say my lovers are my audience. they make sure i'm well cared for, some more than others." AND HIS FUCKING LITTLE SMIRK I CANT COUGHS UP BLOOD. IM A THEORIST TOO. SECRET LOVER. 🫵🫵🫵🫵🫵

ON THE FLIP SIDE....

[Not an Idol]

An amusing thought where Noritoshi goes out in his casual clothes, and he's mistaken for an idol. No one knows who he is, but he just looks like he'd be one. bro's just trying to buy groceries, and now he has a fan group asking him to take pictures with them.. He'd tell them that he's just a guy, not an idol, but the group would still want a picture with him. it'd be a waste to pass by someone who's so naturally gorgeous, so with a sigh of defeat, he relents. It's just a photo, right? No harm done. Noritoshi'd go home and feel overwhelmed/embarrassed by the whole ordeal. later, he gets a call from someone in the kyoto group or you to inform him how he's all over social media, known as that handsome guy in the supermarket. HED BE COMPLETELY UNREACHABLE TO MEDIA OUTLETS BC NORITOSHI IS THAT GUY WHO DOESNT HAVE SOCIAL MEDIA.... he'd have to make one to make sure no one pretends to be him online. "Hello, I don't use social media, but I've been informed I've been getting attention online. To prevent anyone from being fooled by an impersonator, this is my official and only account. thank you." P.R. STATEMENT WRITING ASS.. his single post gets flooded with likes, comments, and DMs. it almost blows up his phone..... he was just buying bread, dude...... people try to dig up and find him through the other Kyoto group's social media.

[bonus] my second in command requested to put him in a fem idol outfit bc he thought it was funny. after frothing at the mouth and coughing out blood, I complied.

Doctor!

THIS IS SUCH A STRAIGHT FORWARD ASK BUT IT HAS SO MANY IMPLICATIONS. MY BELOVED CULT MEMBER.. THOSE EMOJIS GIVE ME A DIFFERENT IMPRESSION BUT IM NOT SURE.

Noritoshi as a doctor...... apple sales would plummet. his little clinic's business would skyrocket. sick cases would peak in his area. getting your heart checked by his stethoscope would be so fucking embarrassing bc all he'd hear is THUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMP

LIKE IMAGINE IF THAT WAS YOUR DOCTOR? BRO.

COUGH COUGH HACK WHEEZE COUGH COUGH.

Noritoshi would probably own a small clinic that he wants to expand. That or he opened one after working for a hospital for a while. He's a great doctor who's most likely respected but a pain in the ass to work with. Among patients, he's gotten the hot doctor reputation. Most want to be treated by him, but he's so professional, any chance of trying to flirt goes down the drain. Yeah, he puts his hair up to avoid it in his face even though his eyes are closed classic lab safety procedures. He seems like the type to have a soothing but authoritative voice during examination, so he gets his message across. it's a bit difficult when dealing with patients for Noritoshi. If he sees them too often, he firstly scolds you for not taking care of yourself, then feels guilty for not giving you the proper care. Keep yourself safe and healthy, or else Noritoshi will clearly :( Putting him in a yandere setting would be dangerous. He'd have a lot of control over you, considering he can prescribe medication, shots, visits, and other things.... he'd have a ball.... nothing that would cause you any harm, of course. he's only looking out for you and doing what's best for you..!

Pirate!

my second in command wanted a pirate. pirates are so fucking cool and i know damn well if this guy were a pirate he'd have a bunch of battle scars under that fancy coat.

Noritoshi as a pirate would be more than a little odd, but also fitting. He looks like the type of guy who'd be well put together, yet he's willing to get his hands dirty. Like the guy who got into the pirate life because of some personal issue that couldn't be solved fast enough through conventional means. Even as a pirate, i imagine he holds everyone to high standards. They're still pirates though.. so his expected standards aren't even that high. He has more freedom here, so even he himself lets loose once or twice. Especially with you. He's even able to get away with more violent actions for you, the seas are unpredictable, after all. While taking some treasure, Noritoshi'd toss you a gem or golden coin, just so you can say you were the first to claim it. Just so he can see that happy glint in your eyes when getting your hands on treasure. God forbid anyone try to get their hands on your hard earned goods. They'd be met with a bullet to the foot or a sword at their neck. Everyone and their mother knows how you're his favorite, but Noritoshi downplays it. Its not a crime to help out someone from his crew is it? Not in the seven seas. He leans more into his cold ruthless killer side here. He has goals and people to help keep in line whether hes captain or not. Yet when around you, he's almost adorable in how he shows you a pearl so entrancing that it reminded him of you.

Corpse Bride!

my submission to my Noritoshi Halloween costume closet.. CORPSE BRIDE, THIS MOVIE FUCKS. esp w the yandere elements.

Noritoshi 100% made you recite the wedding vows to him before accepting the ring. If you fumbled up, he'd correct you with SO much attitude and expect you to start from the top until you got it perfectly.

Hypothetically, in the chalice scene towards the end..

Noritoshi is the type to never be fully relaxed unless he knows for sure you'll be eternally his. In this scenario, YOU proposed to HIM but have to die to continue being together. Not only that, but someone in the living world is also after your heart. Someone who bleeds. Someone who's the obvious choice. Someone who can give you the life that you deserve. Someone who will succeed in their pursuits if you. remain. alive. Noritoshi's life was cut short, yet he still managed to lose so much and be abandoned a considerable amount of times. When he meets you and finds out about the possibility of having to go through that again even in death, it finally clicks in his rotting mind. He realizes he's been doing something wrong to keep constantly failing. Noritoshi revises his methods to a more.. selfish course. Why should he care about anyone else's wants or how his actions hurt them? You were the only one who made him truly fulfilled, to make him feel alive. The only one who deserves anything and everything good that comes from this world. Destiny is never done toying with him when he realizes your marriage is invalid because of your pulse and his lack thereof no matter how hard he'd try, but the opportunity arises. of course, he's ecstatic to give you an afterlife worth much more than what a silly beating heart can achieve. "All people die eventually. If you miss your living family or friends, all it takes is patience, darling. I'll wait by your side in the meantime." He weighs the pros and cons of everything, but when it comes to swaying manipulating your thoughts he only highlights the ones that'll get you on his side. in this case, the pros of dying to be with him! Honestly, the answer was so obvious that Noritoshi didn't know why he was stressing about it before. It hurts him to see you in any type of pain, but he reassures both himself and you that it'll only be for a moment. Afterward, he'll have the rest of your afterlives to make it up to you!! What happened to Till Death Do Us Part? Noritoshi thinks it's insulting that something as shallow as that could be so widely accepted. If your love were true, it wouldn't stop just because the world decided to take them away. "Till death do us part? Darling, don't be silly. 'Not even death will do us part' feels much better, doesn't it?" 

[duckiemimi]

i hate myself so much rn.

[rosalinesurvived]

Kunikida and Katai knew each other since they were twelve. Katai joined the Agency for Kunikida. He left after the Azure King died and before the Azure Messenger case. He even left the fucking ADA dorms for that crappy dilapidated house. WHAT was it that happened between them for him to leave??????

[buwheal]

get turned into a print idiot

hrrrghhh i fixed a few things afterwards this was just a test print,, but... when im done with the other stuff i need to do with,, i really want to try printing on a shirt for myself :-3

[this-is-specifically-for-art]

Theyre my favorite fucker

[carass1us-aur4tus]

I'm going to shake these Fools like they're a jar of bees.

[lahvttie]

PAUL LAHOTE mdni

paul lahote is the type of guy that would 100% tease you until you're crying. hed slide his hands slowly up underneath your dress/skirt/jeans wtvr ur wearing until theyd rest upon the soft cotton of your panties. hed onto your thighs firmly bc he cant focus on one thing at a time and lean forward to pepper kisses across your neck, nipping delicately at your earlobe as hed slowly slide his hands further upward, pushing aside lacy fabric until finally exposing the hot, swollen folds of ur pussy beneath to his hungry gaze. "does that feel good?" hed murmur against your skin, not really expecting an answer anymore than he needed one. hed brush aside your bottoms and panties before pressing his palm flat against your bare mound. moisture would immediately well up between them, causing him to grow harder by the second. Without warning, hed press his thumb firmly against ur clit, eliciting a sharp gasp of surprise from you. his thumbs would trace lazy circles around your clit, making sure not to directly stimulate it quite yet bc hes an asshole. my man would literally have you begging and pleading and crying witg snot and everything bc ur so desperate u jst want to cum and he wont be givin it to u cuz hes an asshole. hed laugh and kiss your neck and face and tease your clit or hole with his fingers. youd be on the verge of hyperventilating when hed finally decide to finger you and oh my god the squelching sound your pussy made when he pushed one finger in????? and youre so desperate poor u fr and he just wont stop laughing like???? dickhead. and youd cum in like 3 pumps bc poor u, youve been overstimulated so much but nooo ue wouldnt stop there. would mock ur moans so bad after u cum and laugh

im dying

[internet-tears]

no y’all don’t GET it. the fact that in every fucking scene when they talk goncharov stands to the left of andrey. that he stays out of the line of sight of his good eye. that in this way he uses the eye patch more than andrey uses it himself. it’s about the fear of being seen it’s about the developed behaviour of being hyper aware of your surroundings when you feel like you’ve been walking on eggshells your entire life it’s about subconsciously taking advantage of someone’s weakness it’s about unreliable narrators and limited pov but MOST IMPORTANTLY it’s about the fact that when andrey looks FORWARD into what lies ahead goncharov is never part of the picture because he chooses to stay out of frame out of his field of vision

[thelaurenshippen]

the way joel and ellie are perfect unhinged feral soulmates—balls of rage and violence that turn soft for each other and simultaneously would murder the world for each other….I…..