#hm cheryl

[durotoswrites]

💫 for the Harvest Moon ask game!

💫 - Least favorite NPC?

Hehe, I had a few requests for this one.

I was going to say that there aren't really that many characters I dislike, and most of them are due to the writing being kind of weak. But... I did think of a character I don't care for. Unfortunately, I feel like she's an easy target, because I don't think she's very popular to begin with, at least as far as I know.

Cheryl from Harvest Moon Tale of Two Towns

I also feel kinda bad putting a child on here, but my biggest problem is the writing for her and her lack of depth. I am not a fan of the possessive sibling trope (I see Rick as more overprotective, which is different, and I also feel like he has more layers). To be fair, I never wooed Ash, Cheryl's older brother, so I don't know if her personality develops throughout the game, but her constant quests for items to scare away potential suitors for her brother got old really fast for me.

(Perhaps, a little too much, Jessica.)

I don't mind when a younger sibling looks up to an older one and idolizes them to a degree, but she has a bit of a sibling complex and it's a little uncomfortable for me.

If she does get growth in the game if you marry Ash, I'd love to know, because i feel like there's a lot of missed potential here for a well-written child character. I'm crossing my fingers and hoping she grows and changes!

[lm-tomatito]

☘💫

☘ - Which game was the most fun in your opinion?

This might be pretty obvious. I would say Back to Nature. Maybe it is because the girl version ends sooner, but I've never felt that burnout feeling after 3 or 4 in game years when playing it, also because time goes faster. Although the biggest reason I'm always having fun with it is because I'm thinking about the scenarios and overall story I have regarding the game, I always have an idea no matter what I'm doing there.

Another one would be Tale of Two Towns, mostly because of the beautiful ambience. Sometimes I just spent the days exploring the mountain while listening to the music and my horse walking around lol Or I just hang out in town with my umbrella. I found it very relaxing.

💫 - Least favorite NPC?

This one was a bit difficult since I don't dislike any character and those who I don't like that much I just don't find them interesting and that's it. In that sense, I would say Mary/Marie's parents from Friends of Mineral Twon. Maybe it's because they aren't featured in any fanart or fanfics I've seen, and when they are, they don't do much, but I wouldn't say I don't like them. I find the cooking lessons with Anna cute though, but Mana is there too, so lol

After thinking more about it, I guess my least favorite is actually Ash's little sister from Tale of Two Towns. More than the character is the trope though, I've never been a fan of the little sister obsessed with her brother, it's just so weird to me. That said, I didn't actually interact with her a lot besides buying stuff and doing her requests on the board (I wasn't interested in Ash after all, I ship him too hard with Cam♡), so I don't dislike her as much.

[kdsburneraccount]

Mildly uninformed thoughts abt each WNBA team after the first weekend in reverse alphabetical order

- Mystics are so back (we just need to not shoot like 15% from 3 and then we'll be fine) (and also not have the other team get 30+ free throws) (but also streaky shooting was my fear coming into this season) (smh)

- jewell loyd 30 ppg season on 30 field goal attempts 🫡 (and then I guess Jordan horston will be their second leading scorer) hashtag real noelle quinn basketball (probably getting a top 3 pick) (but they will try their best to be competitive so can't hate too much)

- Brittney Griner is playing too well for the rest of the team to be letting her down (grandma ur great and all but ur also chucking shots and flopping please stop) (if only they had Skylar available) (BG better be an all star if she stays healthy)

- I get why the Liberty play Dolson bc that contract is a lot but also free han xu pls and thank you (other than that uh i think the liberty will figure stuff out eventually) (but also free my brethren)

- scoring 3 points in a quarter is a least incompetent Minnesota sports team moment tee bee aych… what does Rachel Banham even do (looks around to see if she has shooters) (probably not im safe) (but yeah maybe play aerial powers more and that could lead to more wins?)

- its only one game but im like surprised the sparks are utilizing their shooting talent… like woah. night and day difference. maybe i had some preconcieved notions abt a curt miller offense but i was pleasantly surprised (did expect the sparks to be better, but that was a statement).

- aces are good do i rly need to say anything i kinda hope hammon is suspended for longer tho bc that initial punishment is kind of a slap on the wrist... other than that they are title favorites unless some disastrous injury streak occurs

- I feel like the strategy for the fever on offense should be to give the ball to aliyah boston or nalyssa smith and then get out on the way, esp if the guards aren't having a good shooting night… if only they had a pure playmaker 🤔

- i think arike is pretty fun when she makes her shots but the wings should probably spread out their fga more... also free maddy siegrist mayhaps.

- i think the sun are good. Very physical. It’s almost like nothing changed. real alyssa thomas ball but also a sign of love winning so maybe i should be kinder. they'll probably be the 3 or 4 seed and the #disrespeCT will continue

- maybe James Wade was cooking?? (will be interesting to see how Mabrey fits in) (she better ball out bc that contract is certainly something) (in any case, scrappy team, we shall see if they can be a contender)

- would be nice if the dream had another big... i don't think they're very discombobulated but they are still figuring stuff out, esp minutes for the backcourt

[talentforlying]

shhh i'm in class but if i put together a lil photoset with my live action cast for the constantine family.........

[trashcanfanfics]

Male yautia x fem reader

You an your mate live on earth in a picture perfect neighborhood. White pick-it fences, big backyard and one of those big roundabout at the end of the street.

Yep, life sure is good.

Except when the neighborhood bitch Karen and her group try and one up your husband. Karen and your mate have been in a while on fud for years. But your mate, ever the gentleman, acts like a petty white bitch back.

As for her husband? You an him golf every Sunday, a nice guy, just no back bone, an a grate baker.

Reader gender not mentioned, could be any gender

Getting your yautja to agree to a quiet life in a cozy little neighborhood would've been next to impossible if they weren't an elder looking to settle down. The fact that it was you they'd been able to settle down with helped too.

Everything was peaceful; you had a great house, a pet, your mate. All perfect. They'd even found a love for gardening, and you had fresh vegetables and fruits growing. It kept them busy and in shape, they said.

Of course, things can never be too perfect. Enter Cheryl, your neighbor across the street. She had been polite and nice at first, complimenting the flowers out front and your funny little gnome. Things went downhill after she met your mate, however. There was an unspoken hostility that made the tension in the air almost unbearable.

From then on, she and your mate made attempts to outdo each other. If your mate planted roses, she'd plant at least two bushes of different colors. Once at a block party, your mate made strawberry ice cream from an old recipe book and Cheryl was quick to pull her posse into shaming them for making a dairy product.

"What about the lactose intolerant people, hm? That's why MY dish is gluten and lactose free. For those who have dietary restrictions." Her smug look and the hushed laughter of her group infuriated your mate. They grumbled for a week after that and vowed to make her pay.

Her husband, Henry, on the other hand, was a genuinely good guy. How he ended up with Cheryl of all people is a mystery. You two walked your dogs together and fish on the weekends. Henry even shared his recipe for his famous angel food cake with you. He's the only reason your mate hasn't incinerated Cheryl by now. That and the fact that your mate secretly enjoys the challenge.

Overall, your life with your mate isn't completely peaceful, but you wouldn't have it any other way, and you know your mate feels the same whenever they look at you.

[ncsdlr]

Set Fire To My Core

- Kinktober Day 1 -

Cheryl Blossom x Reader

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"I think you would look so much better," cheryl presents a candle, lighting it with her pinky, "with this on your body." She smirks, stalking closer to your tied up form with the now-lit candle in hand

You weren't scared, you were aroused, and that's why your breathing was so heavy. That's why you were squirming in your spot. The build up of emotions and sensations heating your body up to the point of sweat.

"Mommy," You whimpered.

Cheryl sat by you, her free hand coming to caress the skin of your soft tummy. "What is it, honey? Can I do something for you?"

You whimpered further, you back arching to lean your body into Cheryl's warm hand as you whispered, "Please, fuck me again. Please."

With a coo, cheryl stood from her spot next to you, coming to kneel between your restrained legs, candle still very much in hand.

"Later, baby. For now, you need this to be even more pretty. It would make mommy so happy to see you with this candle wax dripped on your body. Think you can handle the heat for me, hm?"

You nodded eagerly, "wanna be pretty, mommy."

Your shaky hands rattled the chains that bound them to the bedpost as cheryl tipped the candle to the side, allowing the melted wax to pour onto your stomach. Cheryl dragged her design down to your thighs, making sure to let it drip on the inner side to heighten the sensations you feel.

Your body writhed under the hot wax, teetering between pleasure and pain as you forced yourself to breathe through your nose. Then, just as you were getting used to the feeling of the hot wax pouring on you, it stopped, cheryl having taken it away for God knows what reason.

"You want mommy's fingers in you, hon'?" Cheryl asked sweetly as if she hadn't just performed one her bdsm shit on you.

Despite that, though, you nodded your head as you eagerly spoke, "Yes, please, please, mommy. Wan' you fingers in me so bad, please."

So, cheryl did. Cheryl pushed her fingers into you, moving slowly and curling her fingers every time she'd pull out. Her fingers started moving faster, speeding up as the seconds passed, watching your face intently with a smug smirk.

"Does that feel good for you, babe?"

You writhed as you stuttered your moans out, your arms straining in their restraints. The pleasure was building up rather quickly, the sensations from earlier blending into now. It was so overwhelming that you didn't even register Cheryl's question, your mind being too loud to process anything else.

In return, Cheryl pulled her fingers out of you harshly before landing a sharp slap to your clit. This made you wail, tears that you didn't even know built up fell from your eyes.

Cheryl looked at you with sharp eyes, "Why didn't you answer me, hm?"

In your mind, that was a dumb question. She knew exactly why you couldn't answer her, but being the good little girl that you are you answered even as you cried and whined for more, "Mommy, I'm sorry- felt so good, I couldn't hear."

Cheryl's eyes fauxed a softness as they gazed at you, "Aw, is my baby so dumb that she can't even hear anything anymore? Did mommy make you feel too good?"

You shook in your spot and sniffled, nodding as you fell for the softness your mommy showed you. Your mind was befuddled, so much so that you barely registered Cheryl's fingers entering your hot pussy again.

"Mommy," You whimpered, now feeling way her fingers curled right against your sweet spot. Cheryl's eyebrows ticked up as you called for her, signaling for you to continue, "make me come, please."

Cheryl nodded, "I will, baby, just you wait."

Then suddenly you could feel the pace cheryl set with her fingers. With three fingers now pistoning into you, your back arched, your body unsure of whether to lean into the sensation or bolt away from it.

The undecidedness caused you body to stay the arched position, pleasing cheryl with how beautiful your body looked as she took you all for herself. Then suddenly you feel a sharp heat hit your skin, therefore bringing back down just the slightest.

"Mommy!" You called out, the feeling of Cheryl's fingers and the hot wax pouring onto you blending together and forming a perfect mix between pleasure and pain.

And cheryl could feel the pleasure you were feeling, too. She could feel the way your wet cunt was clenching around her fingers, relling her that were close. So she commanded, "Cum for me, Y/N."

You nodded dumbly, moans catching in your throat as your orgasm tore through you. Your back arched from the bed, the heels of your feet digging into the bed.

You looked so pretty like that, and cheryl watched the whole thing. She looked at you with dark eyes, her fingers slowing down as she got lost in the pleasure on your face.

The candle went out on its own, and cheryl set it down on your bedside table before coming to press kisses all over your face. Cheryl praised you with her lips on your skin, the softness of them bringing you a sustained bliss.

"Good girl, Y/N. You were so good for me."

Cheryl put your restraints away before coming back to you with cleaning clothes. After she'd dressed you, she rubbed at your wrists to ease the ache you'd be likely to feel later on, pulling you close to her in an embrace.

"Mommy, I want to please you, too." You said as you buried you face in Cheryl's neck further.

She chuckled and said, "Next time, my love. You gotta rest up now. Tomorrow morning you'll taste me until you're begging to stop, okay?"

[azulcrescent]

Not really a question, I just wanted to thank you. I've been reading, and rereading, like, 8 times now, "I want to be a cute anime girl" since just before episode 100 was posted, and Cheryl was the first trans character I'd ever seen in any media, and that led to me realizing why I related to her, cracking my egg very quickly. So, thank you for helping start me on my journey, and I look forward to reading every update to any of your webtoons.

Bonus actual question!

Who's your favorite trans related YouTube channel? And you can't say yourself.

Glad my comic helped you learn more about yourself! And good luck on your journey!

Hm... as for trans related YT channel.... uh, i don't really watch a channel cuz its trans related if that makes sense? I do enjoy Philosophy tube from time to time.

[twopoppies]

I honestly don't think bear was there he's only a kid I doubt Cheryl would let him go even if he wanted to alot of funerals in the UK let kids go but most people don't bring them and especially knowing he would be seen she definitely wouldn't risk it I think

Really? Hm. My kids were his age when their grandpa died. And they wanted to go. But, of course, there weren’t paparazzi around. Maybe he wasn’t there. She seems like a good mom; I’m sure she did what was best for him.

[billthedrake]

BIG DADDY (PART NINE)

Mark came over that weekend to help me clean the gutters. At least that was the pretext. Of course he came over to fuck his daughter.

It wasn't every time we all three ended up in my bed, or even close. But it was happening more and that day Mark and I kissed and made out with Cheryl side by side, each taking duty on one of her tits, sucking and licking before we made our way down. It was like a playful competition, taking turns, seeing who could give my wife the most pleasure by eating her pussy. Big Daddy had the advantage of being her father, and every bit of taboo thrill with that. I had the advantage of being better at eating cunt. We'll call it a draw.

I continued to eat her out while Mark knelt up and offered his thick paternal cock. I heard her moan as she took him into her mouth. The combo drove her wild and pretty soon my tongue was giving her a major orgasm. I gave another swipe of my tongue along her trimmed pussy lips and leaned. I could have taken her there, but I wanted some of what Big Daddy was getting.

Mark smirked as I made my way to kneel beside him, clearly offering my hardon for service. "You want some, Brennan?" he teased.

I nodded. "Fuck yes," and like that I watched Mark's thick fingers curl in Cheryl's long soft hair and nudge her off his cock, caressing her locks a couple of seconds as they made eye contact. God, their connection was fucked up, but so hot to watch. I imagined my wife doing this for all these years.

Then she turned to me. "Horny, Nick?"

"You know it, babe," I growled in a tone that suggested I was more keyed up than I was letting on. Particularly as I felt Mark's free hand on the small of my back. Bryant was a touchy-feely man, and the physical contact sent jolts of electricity to my prick, especially once Cherly started going down on me.

Cheryl was in bona fide heat. Daddy and I passed her back and forth between us, keeping eye contact mostly on her porn-slut blowjobs but also connecting man to man in the process.

Finally, Mark pulled her off his bone gently. "Daddy's gotta be inside ya, baby doll."

Cheryl almost pounced up to meet him in a kiss, her fingernails pressing against her father's hard plate-like pecs.

"I take it that's a yes, Princess?" Mark chuckled lewdly.

"Hmm hm, yes, Daddy," my wife cooed in his embrace. His hand was no longer on my back but hers, working over the round curve of her ass. Cheryl had always had a smoking hot body, but the post-pregnancy weight filled her out in all the best ways. I didn't have to ask Mark Bryant if he agreed. His grabby hands told the answer.

They kissed, Frenching open mouthed as Mark pulled her more petite body back onto his burly build. I realized that I'd normally witnessed Mark fucking missionary or doggie, but this was an exciting change of pace to see Cheryl grind her privates against the big man' crotch as they made out. Then Mark grip his daughter's slim waist to pull her up and line that pussy up with his massive tool.

My prick spurted out a heavy dose of precum at that first penetration. Their private father-daughter ritual that I was privy to now. They fucked slow but deep, Cheryl pivoting her hips to sink further on Mark's prick with each stroke.

She now sat up fully, feeling the depth of penetration as Mark's hands gripped Cheryl's full boobies, which had swollen lately. It was all amazing to watch, even the way Cheryl's body pressed some against her dad's beer belly, which had grown some lately too. I was almost content to sit back and watch the incest mating in action.

Almost, but not quite.

I grabbed some lube from the bedside table, and started slathering a lot on. Now that Cheryl was back in her nympho phase, she had been letting me sodomize her more lately. ANd as worked up as Big Daddy was getting her, I realized I was gonna get a bucket list chance now.

I positioned myself behind her, between Mark's thick legs, and reached into the cleft of her ass.

"Oh yes, Baby..." Cheryl gasped as my finger touched her rosebud and began lubing up. Gently probing her ring.

It took Mark a little longer to realize what was going on but I heard his loud growl. "You coming in, too, Brennan?"

I didn't answer him in words. Instead I lined up my rock hard prick and pushed.

It took a little work, but not much. I held Cheryl still for the penetration as Daddy watched and growled his encouragement.

"Take Nick's cock, Baby Doll," he cooed as he stroked his daughter's hair and gave her a soft, tongue heavy kiss. I wanted to hold off cumming, so I concentrated on thinking about work stuff for a bit, till I felt a more normal fuck pace.

That is, until Big Daddy scooted beneath pile drove that fat, heavy cock up into her cunt.

"Yes!" my wife cried. It was her first time taking two dicks at once, and I realized it was my first time with this experience. Fucking Cheryl from behind while Mark did her from the front. It was incredibly hot, but the thing that got me to cum was Mark's strong hands. No longer feeling up his daughter's tits, they were on my arms now, them my hips, feeling my muscle. Feeling me up.

I nutted hard, and I heard both Mark and Cheryl cum in rapid succession. It was wild.

We were messy and sweaty when we finally parted. I showered off and left them in bed for some one-on-one time. I mean, someone had to clean the goddamn gutters.

Still, as I slipped on my briefs, I couldn't help but see Big Daddy's eyes on my fat softening dong.

****

A lot can change in four years.

In the words of my buddy Kevin, I was "all Texas and shit." Turns out he was too, now, or at least on his way.

Mark Bryant was still the titular head of RC Pool Supply, but in every meaningful way I was running the business day to day, while Mark was taking a soft landing into his early retirement.

I started taking Cheryl and Iris to the Jersey Shore for two weeks in the summer. Just us. I needed a break from the Bryant family sometimes.

My bond with Dan Bryant became less of an open secret. I'd go over frequently to Dan's after work and we'd go to the guest room to fuck and just spend some brother-to-brother time, alone and naked together. Courtney knew what was up, and she now knew Dan needed it. My dick - but my love, too. Dan made sure to be the stand up husband to Court in every other way.

And yeah, I may have fucked Courtney on the side, from time to time.

And while I still would suck Big Daddy, it was less an act of asserting his authority and now something else.

Like this weekend. Another guy's weekend, this time at a golf resort out west. Dan couldn't make it, so it was just me and Mark, which was good. It let me have some father-in-law time and for us men to talk business. Mark Bryant was all about mixing business with pleasure. I guess I was, too.

That first night I fucking made love to that big giant dong. I had no shame in doing so, it was hot. Taking that meaty thickness into my mouth and letting my throat relax to just go for it. Mark loved the contrast between the way I did it and Cheryl, or Dan, or the secretary sluts he banged. It took him no longer than two minutes of my excited head for the big man to growl and fire off with a heavy load. He kept it hard and I slowly sucked him a second time. The gruff dude was almost romantic as I worshipped his cock, stroking my hair and saying he was glad to have such a hot son in law. By the time I finally stroked off, it was an intense load.

The next day was an afternoon round of golf. I played great, and Mark grumbled at each lousy shot he made. "If I wanted a good golf player, I would have brought Dan instead," he teased. Dan Bryant was only good at two things in life: taking cock and playing golf. But that meant he was really fucking good at both. OK, begrudgingly, I'll say my brother-in-law is a good salesman, too.

Mark and I were in a better mood after dinner and a couple of drinks. We had a cabin-like suite at the resort and the weather was nice, warm but dry. Big Daddy had something on his mind, I knew.

"What's your price, Brennan?" he finally asked as we sipped some top-shelf boubon.

"Price for what?" I asked.

He looked me in the eye. "Your ass. How much would I have to pay you to fuck that lacrosse jock ass of yours?" He was a little tipsy but I could tell he'd been thinking about this. I didn't know how much of it was a power trip and how much was really wanting to nail me. I knew it was some of both.

"What makes you think I'd let you?" I replied. I wasn't pissed off, more intrigued. Still, I'd never taken dick, not that way, and I wasn't about to start.

Big Daddy seemed unfazed. He leaned back, his girthy meaty body looking more imposing in its stance. "Like I say, every man has his price."

I leaned back myself, in a classic manspread position. I was actually chubbing up. Something about this power play had me going. "How bout this, Mark? You write down what you're offering, and I'll write down what I'd be willing to accept. And we can see how close they are."

That got a wide grin out of the big man. He stood up and strutted over to find a notepad and pen at the hotel room desk. I could see he was throwing hard, at least half hard, that big dong looking formidable in his golf shorts.

He ripped out a piece of paper and handed it to me. "Don't play hardball, Brennan," he smirked. He quickly wrote down a number and handed me the pen as he folded the paper. "This is a damn good offer," he said proudly as he placed the folded paper on the table.

I quickly wrote down on mine and we switched. I opened his first. He'd written down a large figure. Mid five digits.

I think he thought I'd be impressed. Or shocked. Or something. Instead I nodded to him to open my folded paper. I knew what he was reading: "I fuck your ass - first."

"Jesus," he growled, looking up at me. "What the fuck?"

"You said every man has his price," I explained. "That includes you, Daddy."

"You like being a wise ass?" he asked me, his eyes twinkling some. He'd put on even a little more girth the last year or so, and for some reason I found that attractive.

I spread my legs a little more. "I just don't like being taken for granted," I replied.

We stared at each other. It felt like an eternity but was probably just a half minute. "Fuck," Mark growled. "My princess picked out a hard bargainer, all right."

I felt a vibe between us. It was the last thing I'd ever expect to happen with Mark Bryant, but maybe it was gonna. "We actually doing this Big Daddy?"

He gulped. "Counter proposal... I go first."

I shook my head. "Un unh," I said. "My terms, Daddy." Somehow it felt perverse to call him Daddy now.

"You're really insisting ongoing first, Brennan?"

The man had a lot of pride on the line. I wasn't gonna let him keep it. "Sure as fuck am." I said. "I fuck you tonight. You fuck me tomorrow. Same positions."

He blushed red. I think the alcohol was helping him even consider this. "Damn, I want in your ass so bad, stud... you know that, right?"

I grinned. "Yep. I do." I stood up, my boner evident in my shorts. "Come on, Big Daddy. Let's do this... you may actually even enjoy it."

He stood up. For all of his anxiety, his fat cock was more than chubbed up, too. It was rock hard. He took one more swig of his drink and set it down.

The sexual tension was ratcheting up quick as we went back to his bedroom. I stopped to get some lube from my bag and when I joined Big Daddy he was already kicking off his shoes and stood bare chested, his beefy body on full display. I followed suit quickly in stripping down, which seemed to thrill Mark.

"You have a way of messing with my head, Brennan," he growled as he finally stripped naked and got in bed. I was two seconds behind him, my hands greedily reaching out to feel up that older father-in-law bulk.

"You've always gotten into mine Big Daddy," I hissed.

Our lips met. We'd kissed while double-teaming Cheryl. But Cheryl wasn't there now. It was just me and my dad-in-law, making out. Yeah, this was a power play, but it just fueled our lust and attraction. Big Daddy was pawing at my leaner body now, just as eagerly as I was gripping his.

"My baby girl picked out a winner," the man hissed, reaching down to cup my hardon. "Just don't treat my like one of your side bitches," he growled. Maybe he had his son Dan in mind.

"That wasn't part of the agreement," I joked.

Mark laughed. "Just remember you're getting payback tomorrow."

"I know, Mark," I grinned. "You nervous?" I asked after a minute.

The man nodded. "I'm not scared of much in life... but this, yeah..." As crazy as the idea of Big Daddy letting me fuck him was, the fact he was being so emotionally direct and open was a mind fuck of its own.

I patted his meaty ass. The one I'd admired and lusted after when I watched him fuck my wife. "I'll break you in easy, sir," I smiled. "On your belly, Big Daddy."

He winced in fear but did as instructed.

Goddamn, that ass was full. Some padding but lots of brawn, too. I gripped the round cheeks and pulled them apart, diving face in. I'd gotten into rimming Randy Slocum and Dan, but Mark Bryant's ass was even more munch-worthy. I licked and rooted around and played with his pucker with my tongue. Big Daddy fucking loved it, hiking his ass back to my face.

"Fuck yeah, Brennan," he hissed. "Eat me out."

I did, too. I wanted to take my time enjoying what was probably be a one-time shot. And I was 100% sure Mark Bryant was cherry. I'd take my time working him open.

Eventually I pulled back, lubed my fingers and started working him open that way. It was less immediately pleasurable to Mark, but pretty soon I had three fingers twisting in and out of that dad hole, deep. And I'll be damned if Mark wasn't hiking back against my thrusting hand.

The penetration went easier than I expected. Mark freaked out a little once my dick breached his ring, but that was a mental thing, and as I kissed along his thick neck, he relaxed back into me. It's a real fucking turn on to have a dude as big as that relax back into you, I'll tell ya. He wasn't gonna say it, but Mark Bryant was enjoying having my cock inside him.

He even enjoyed it when I started thrusting into him. Soft, steady thrusts. His body face down, I made love to his whole body, feeling him kissing his shoulder, fucking deeply into him.

I may have even told him I loved him, right before my body seized up and I had the hardest orgasm of my life. Several inches inside my father in law.

I took a second to relax and recover than I rolled off him, patting him softly and affectionately on the ass. I leaned up just a little and held up my still-rigid prick. "Your turn to come, Mark. Why don't you sit on my cock while you do?"

I was definitely pushing it, and I expected him to growl at me. Instead he had a quiet, needy expressing as he knelt up on the mattress, his own meaty prick hard and leaking. I could read it all in his face. Sexual excitement, embarrassment for having liked it too much, and the urgent need to get off. He eyed up my cum-slick dick.

"Yeah," he barked and scooted his big body over to straddle me. The man was girthy all right, and felt even more so as he settled on my lap, his belly brushing against my hard on before he moved up and reached back to guide me back into him. He hesitated.

"It's just you and me, Big Daddy. No one else," I assured him.

That's what he needed to hear to le himself go. He eased back onto me, and the entry was easy now. Mark was doing the driving now, using his weight and strength to ride my meat and stimulate his insides how he wanted it.

"Goddamn, Brennan, you got a cock on ya," he hissed as he bounced heavily up and down on me and flogged his cock. Cum spurted out of that big dong a couple of seconds before the full orgasm hit. Then it was a throaty growl and some wild bucking that nearly snapped my dick off. Big Daddy was having his first p-spot orgasm, and I was getting drenched. I watched him cum, then he reached down and used his grip on my neck to pull himself down and met up to a hot, heavy kiss. I humped excitedly, determined to get a second nut before Mark's was done. I succeeded.

We actually didn't talk after we uncoupled, but we cleaned off and made out, softly, until Mark's eyes grew heavy with the need for sleep. I started to get up and go back to my bed, but his arm reached out and gripped my forearm.

"You don't gotta go, Brennan." came his words. I nodded and eased back into Mark's bed.

***

Payback is a bitch.

Mark Bryant has a massive cock. He tried going easy, copying my own foreplay from the night before. But it stung going in, and stung getting reamed out by that monster. Still, a bet was a bet, so I clung to the bedsheets and took it. Getting my virginity fucked away by the biggest, fattest cock I could imagine, and feeling the heaviness of his body on top of my back, thrusting away. At least if I ever did this again, I'd know I'd gone full out.

The whole time Mark was telling me how much he'd looked forward to taking Big Brennan down a notch.

But a minute and a half into the ordeal, he stopped and climbed off me. I was surprised, because usually once Mark got into a fuck it never took him long to nut. I felt that slick dong slide across my ass and hip, and my ass felt like a freight train had driven through it.

The mattress sank as Big Daddy lay next to me, that massive cock still bone hard and sticking up an inch from his beer belly.

"What?" I asked, wondering what was up, or if anything was wrong.

Mark looked at me with his normal "Boss" look. "We said same positions, right?" he asked.

It sunk in. Mark wanted me to ride his cock. And more than than he wanted me to enjoy this.

I'd try. At least my ring was still loose and opened up as I straddled the big man and felt that fat lubed tool nudge back in place. Mark's cock felt scary and thrilling at the same time.

"Take your time, Brennan," the man said softly. His hands openly caressing my gym-toned thighs.

I nodded and sat back in place on him. The reentry felt full. Fuller than full. Mark Bryant was hunk like a motherfucker. But this position worked better. I could control the pace and now that he'd already reamed me from behind the switch made this feel better. I mean, it was still a challenge, but I started riding the big man slowly.

"Nice, Nick," Mark hissed, really getting into the softer vibe between us. "Ride my cock, buddy."

I did, working my ass up to take more of his pole, feeling a wild range of emotions.

Mark timed it perfectly, knowing when my insides were unclenching enough to thrust up to match my own motion.

"Oh fuck!" I hissed.

"Too much?" he asked.

I shook my head. Still in a-bets-a-bet mode. But feeling something else. "No," I answered, feeling Mark's massive dong thrust faster. "Feel good?"

"You have no fucking idea," he growled, his hips getting more urgent and his hands now running along my front, appreciating the way my tight abs and ripped body contrast to his own bulkier build.

We mated silently for a minute, then Mark spoke up again. "You know, I wish you'd been my son Nick."

It was a gut punch of a thing to say, but it fed my sexual pleasure. "I know, Daddy," I hissed back. Goddamnit, his confession was gonna get me to cum. I saw a playful leer on his face as he watched me enter orgasm, my hips having a life of their own to bounce on his dong and my fist a blur on my erection. It was a scattershot of an ejaculation, spraying all over Big Daddy's hairy body.

"Fuck yes, Nick," Mark growled and with a couple urgent thrusts of his own, I knew he was seeding me good.

I rode it out, my orgasm, and his, and felt guilty, like I'd betrayed Dan. I knew Mark had fucked me as an equal and his son would never have that.

Mark and I didn't talk about it, though. We didn't talk about much of anything until after we'd showered and dressed. And as we packed to head to catch our flight, it was normal talk about golf and R.C. Pool Supply, and if Mark's retirement meant he'd no longer have a pool of secretaries to fuck.

***

Mark and I had taken separate cars to the airport, and now I was on my way home. Sure, maybe I was speeding, but I got annoyed when I saw the cop car lights behind me. "Fuck me," I grunted, dutifully pulling over.

I expected a gentle talking to and being let off with a warning. For all intents and purposes, I was a Bryant, and the Bryants owned this town.

Indeed, I couldn't have imagined a more deferential tone in the police officer's voice as he looked in my rolled down window as he stood beside the car, 6 foot even in his uniform shoes.

"Sorry to bother you, Mr. Brennan," the man started off with an apology. He was early 40s and hot as fuck. Weathered skin, sea blue eyes, just the right amount of muscle under that poly blue material. "If you could do me a favor, could you slow it down some?"

"I can probably do that, Officer," I replied. I took another look at the man. I'd become a convert of Texas beef, but maye I was developing an appreciation when that beef was aged a little. I spoke before I thought. ".And maybe you can do me a favor." OK, my dick brain was doing the thinking now.

"What kind of favor?" the officer asked nervously. I could tell he got a sense of where this was going.

"You take it up the ass, Officer?" I asked with my best poker face. Not working up to the main event, like with Slocum. Just going right for the jugular.

He gulped and I could see those blue eyes "Not in a long time, Mr. Brennan," he almost whispered. Scared as hell.

"It's like riding a bike, Officer," I smiled. "And I know what I'm not doing... come on, man... I'm sure you know a private place we can go."

Those sea blue eyes met mine. Almost pleading for a way out. I stared back, unblinking.

Officer Friendly let out the breath he'd been holding in. He took a nervous darting look around, then turned back to me. "My partner's back in the cruiser," he grunted softly, but with that same apologetic tone.

Holy shit. I looked back and there was a rookie-looking dude in the passenger seat of the cop car. Slocum hot, and probably not six months from his time on the gridiron. But I was getting into the middle-aged cop even more. "What time you get off, Officer...?" I asked turning back.

"Officer Mitchell. Five o'clock, sir," he replied deferentially.

"Live alone?" I asked. I didn't see a wedding band.

"Yessir, Mr. Brennan. Divorced last year." That Texas accent coming thicker.

"Sorry to hear Officer Mitchell," I said with half-real sympathy.

The cop shrugged. God he was the strong silent type but had a certain vulnerability to him that gave me a bone. "It is what it is, Mr. Brennan." He then pulled out a pad and wrote his address on the paper and tore it off to hand to me.

His hand was actually shaking. "Please go easy on me, Mr. Brennan, sir."

"I will Officer," I grinned, stuffing the address in my shirt pocket.

Mitchell gave me one last look, like he wanted to suck my cock then and there. He ran his fingers along my car door where the window was rolled down. "All right... stay safe, sir.. and slow it down if you can."

"You bet," I nodded, feeling horny as fuck. Good thing 5 o'clock was only a couple hours away.

I watched Officer Mitchell strut back to the cruiser as I started up the car and set it in drive. I sped off.

In the words of my buddy Kevin, I was all Texas and shit, and I couldn't be happier.

END

[asmeninas]

in the succession au where all the characters go back to high school in the 1950s, i think we established kendall is both the veronica and the archie--eg kendall going left, kendall going right, of course. what would everyone else be getting up to?

hm hm hm!!! my mind went straight to trying to figure out who Shiv is because of my laser focus but these girls are just very supportive of other women. So let’s circle back to that later. Stewy is Reggie. He kisses guys watching stag films. Had a threesome with Archie. Flirted with Veronica for a little bit. Uncle Frank has to be Logan because he’s homophobic and doesn’t want Archie to follow his queer vocation, but we also need Logan to have more power than just that so we have to say he’s Uncle Frank and Werthers and Featherhead. Can’t really decide who Roman would be except a bit Ethel Muggs and Gerri is the Pep Comics editor so Roman is also Jughead but before he liked sex. “He’s with Veronica and isn’t Veronica—” grow up!!!! We’re playing with dolls. And okay. Shiv is Cheryl and Betty and Evelyn Evernever. Please tell me you see this vision??????? So Tom IS ALICE. Jess is Josie because she quit and isn’t part of any of this. And ofc Jesse Armstrong is Tabitha. I accept suggestions.

[mariedemedicis]

i am enjoying (some of) the reduxes and retreads that season 7 is doing, i do wish that they'd brought back chuck and made him nice as he is in the comics though

also it's so funny to me that skeet ulrich didn't want to come back (fair) but what, they didn't want to ask gina gershon and have like a parallel where jughead and archie both have single moms?

they should have done this for me. because gina gershon is hot and i enjoy watching her play gladys.

also i knew about that julian thing but ughh he really does suck.

cheryl mentioned an aunt carol and called her penelope's sister. is penelope not a child bride in this continuity? hm. and no sign of nana blossom unless they have her stashed away in a nursing home even if they had the actress film the comic story jughead wrote...

first plagiarism, now stealing another author's manuscript, literally jughead what is your problem

i miss reggie, when do we get to see reggie

[faebriel]

rainduo but they’re characters in one of those god awful teen drama shows

THEY WOULD BE SO OBNOXIOUS CAN YOU IMAGINE........okay admittedly my only exposure to teen drama shows in the last like five years is heartbreak high and riverdale so maybe my tastes are too finely tuned to high cinema. but i will try

actually i tried to imagine c!rainduo in riverdale and i think they'd just be very canonish. maybe with more fighting than what actually happened between them in the end (we need the drama for #ratings). i have literally zero justification for it but i've always looked at cheryl's queen of the bees scene and got Yeah c!niki would serve this. i could see them having a very overdramatic falling out on the side of their own messy love lives and junk like as if they weren't nightmares enough on their own

oh maybe niki can even commit some arson!! i guess this is assuming wilbur isn't dead hm. i mean if we're going on riverdale rules i don't think they ever resurrected someone from the dead but i wouldn't have been surprised if they did yk. either that or he can be a bit jason blossom core dead before the story began core.......in season ONE jason blossom thank you. maybe she suspiciously knows too much about what happened to him (a la the TNT) and is resolutely pretending he got out of town, even though he was really supposed to contact her safely by now.........

or we could put them in an organ harvesting cult and they could perform heathers maybe. i think that would be fun. niki martha sweep where she sings kindergarten boyfriend (secretly about puffy or something) and then gets Very emotional about it onstage and it Is embarrassing. ik i keep saying wilbur isn't really jd coded but let me tell you. as someone who once was going thru a reality break in my high school drama class there is nothing like being cast as a villain or a character that's a little bit too spiky to make your brain start treating you in interesting and unkind ways

okay i've thrown enough darts at the wall i think i'm just rambling now. But seriously nonnie this concept is fun

[kylejsugarman]

Yo mista white the Howard post made me extremely sad for poor Cheryl again and I was wondering if you had Cheryl Hamlin thoughts?? She's my favorite minor character, and she has such an enormous role in Jimmy and (especially) Kim's arcs despite appearing in barely 15 minutes over three scenes, and the show implies that she is a physician, and I can't decide if 1) she and Howard were lesbian and gay respectively and Cheryl was upset that Howard refused to acknowledge it until the bitter end, or 2) Cheryl and Howard had been madly in love until the events of the show alienated them from each other, and if Cheryl had not been so senselessly robbed of her husband, she could have reconciled with him.

honestly, i cant decide either. its actually something that i would have liked more information about or even just a more references to so we had a better idea of what howard and cheryl's relationship was like before the events of the show. i know it wouldn't have added much to the show as a whole but it still wouldve been interesting to know what was going on with howard behind the scenes (although i guess it makes sense since its mostly jimmy's story and he has a very one-dimensional view of howard, so he wouldn't care to know more about his life and personality because its easier to resent him when hes a superficial caricature). but based on cheryl's character and reaction to his death, either of these scenarios could be possible because they both involve the two of them still caring for each other. i believe cheryl truly did love him, but thought that his job (and the people in it) was dictating his life to a point where he was losing his identity and just trying to please people the same way he'd always tried to please his father when he was alive. cheryl saw HHM become HM and then just H, and to see that final letter disappear before she could get him to distance himself from it is devastating. it is so fucking unfair that they never got to talk a final time and reaffirm their love for one another because it seems like it was always there even though things were tense. cheryl is up there with marie and flynn in terms of people who were completely fucked over by the events of the show for the crime of loving someone

[durotoswrites]

🎁 and 💫 for the harvest moon ask game!

🎁 - Favorite NPC?

Ah, this is a hard one because there are so many good ones throughout the different games. But, since Back to Nature/HM for Girl/Mineral Town is my favorite cast, I'm going to have to go with Pastor Carter.

I feel that Carter does a good job of appearing to be a normal person until you speak to him. It's when you start to hear his dialogue that re really shines. He has some questionable sermons, and he straight up admits that he doesn't do much pastor work, even in some games pondering his own faith.

He strikes me as someone who likes to ponder things and see all sides of a situation. However, that can go out the window when he gets emotionally involved - his responses to your confessions are sometimes brutal and hilarious. He is willing to try to make a lesson out of everything, and it can be comical at times.

He's a gentle-looking man at first glance, but he can dish it. Here's his response in Harvest Moon for Girl to a confession of littering.

I just think he's neat, haha. If he were marriageable in the games, I'd snap him up in a heartbeat, hehe.

💫 - Least favorite NPC?

I had a few requests for this one, and in a previous ask I had mentioned Cheryl from Tale of Two Towns. I feel awful choosing a child character again, but I'm starting to get the feeling that the writers of these games didn't do the best job writing children in general.

Kate: Harvest Moon AWL/HMDS

I have limited play for AWL, so I'm going to focus more on HMDS here. Kate is often very mean spirited, especially towards her father and her friend, Hugh. I believe some marital strife was implied in AWL between her parents, Grant and Samantha, and Samantha doesn't even show up in HMDS. It's stressful to be a kid (or an adult, for that matter) and have your parents fight all the time, so it's quite possible that she was used to hearing her mom yell at her dad a lot and thought that was normal. It's sad to see. I guess it kinda gives an element of realism to the games. I still would get uncomfortable when she'd talk about her dad like he was a piece of trash, though.

I am really excited to play the remake so I can see more of this version of Kate and see how she grows!

Harvest Moon Ask Game!

[thisischaostragic]

(putting the remainder of my liveblogging in one post so as to not bother the mutuals)

OH OH OH OH IS BETTY GONNA RUN INTO JUGHEAD WHILE INVESTIGATING ETHEL'S HOUSE?? HM??? ARE THEY GONNA FALL IN LOVE???? BERONICAHEAD???? HMMMMMM???????

ok i actually hate Vughead but like I want Betty to have them both and if that's the price I have to pay, so be it

"Cheryl, are you in danger?" "no more than usual" right so that was some of the most heartbreaking dialogue of all time. good. IMMEDIATELY followed up by Cheryl saying "also I went to the mines last night". i love riverdale.

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE BUGHEAD MYSTERY TEAM IDEC IF THEY DATE I JUST NEED THEM TO INTERACT WITH EACH OTHER I'LL DO ANYTHING I'LL SELL MY SOUL TO THAT GUY WHO IS SATAN IN S6 PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Ms. Archie's Lesbian Mom will you pleaseeeeeeeee kill Frank 🥺

"He's on the road to ruin!" evil uncle Frank Andrews have you ever considered that your melodrama is a little bit fruity??? hm???? have you considered going to the mines and never returning??? hMMMM?????

YESSSSS KICK HIM OUT OF YOUR HOUSE MS. ARCHIE'S LESBIAN MOM!!!!!

Hal and his obnoxious ass family secrets, turning many of my favorite queer Betty ships into incest because he hates gay people

Alice Cooper please STOP having actually sad reasons for doing terrible things to your kids???? I wanna throw you off a radio tower

"I failed you" literally yeah you did please stop crying

Betty :( baby :( you don't have to forgive her :( :( :( no :( Betty :(

YESSSS ETHEL SAY NO!!!!!

"you always were the best partner in crime" I'm gonna sob violently. twist the bughead knife a little harder, why don't you??????

so... no bomb?

[caroldantops]

LITERALLY!!! YOU GET IT!!

betty and cheryl getting into an argument about who’s better in bed, that ends in a contest of trying to see who can pull the most orgasms from you in an hour.

toni and veronica are delivering the most tooth-rottingly sweet praise the whole time, only to be met with cheryl and betty shooting them down.

i get the vibe that betty would be so much more condescending about it tho… jus mocking the praise.

“aw, ronnie thinks you’re a good girl hm? you don’t really believe that, do you?”

but cheryl… cheryl is just mean for the fun of it.

“fuck, you’re nothing if not a spoiled brat aren’t you? dirty slut.”

speaking of being spoiled tho… between veronica and cheryl…. you’d just get pampered. just spoiled completely rotten.

sorry for the spam but i have so many thoughts on this

yes yes yes