#i wouldnt mind if they stepped on me

[elynalime]

justin saying ' i say we go to this ball yall ' in the obcr just . does things .

like it has this smooth , curly , really really gay , italian quality and it just . gives italics ??

i cant explain it ?? but also i want to write like a 5000 word essay on that one line and just . every little . accent and emphasis and the way it just . sounds .

someone help me

[jrueships]

im going into my new work tomorrow, first time ever😐

[lusalemaart]

[woodsborostabathon]

i dont wanna say who tho i imagine its easy to guess just bc i would feel kinda bad but when i was at someone’s table yesterday the chick who was there like helping run it was talking abt how she had overheard a bunch of like grown ass, old enough to be his mother women making really blatantly down bad comments abt him while they were in his line and man… mind you it was literally his first con AND his actual mom was there w him what the hell 😭

[haunted-xander]

I'll bury myself with your suffering, if that's what it takes

[nomairuins]

like i wouldnt mind like. Not having new linear games post 5 its judt that sims 4 wasnt even supposed to Be The Sims 4 it was a last minute pivot and the base code is so outdated and was broken On launch so like. i just wish we could have the final actual sims game be like. one that was always intented to be a major sims release AND be intended to be so long term . yk

[thanatos-nightshade]

Im so sorry i played Our Life: beginnings and always and not only has it sucker punched me with bittersweet feelings of life and change and relationships but its also thrown me into brain rot hell of it. Im sorry if ocean boy cove floods your feed get it? Its a pun

[hitsuyou-fukaketsu]

oohhh royal knight in training subaru and prince hokke oohhghh

[spikeyjo]

Siri how do i stop the cycle without doing these bitchass tiny steps

[obey-me-headquarters]

..... After playing the new Baxter Dlc for Our Life I don't think this will be a purely Obey Me blog...

Listen I ALWAYS loved Cove, but I played Our Life before making this blog! Now that I've played the Baxter Dlc I'm itching to write something for him! And Cove to!

[lycanthian]

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[fluffs-n-stuffs]

Pokémon Horizons Episode 26 spoilers under the cut!

OH SO WE WEREN'T BEING JUST DELUSIONAL,,,,,, THEY'RE DOING IT,,,,,,,,,,,, THEY'RE ACTUALLY DOING IT,,,, , ,

[captainshadowshifter]

Shoutout to men for being trash

[blackmotionsoup]

To my manager who caught me online working at 11:30pm and told me to get offline: my brother in christ I have roughly 60 hours or work to get done this week and only have one day left in which to do it, when else do you propose I get this shit done?

[backwzzds]

can we talk about how konig would be someone who’s quiet when he gets jealous…then when y’all get home he js absolutely goes HAMMMM….

the way i got so excited to write this…it’s actually way longer than i intended but idgaf! part 2 soon 😏

NO BC YOU LITERALLY WOULDNT GET HOW HE’D BE SO QUIET LIKE ???

“papa, i don’t understand what i did wrong,” you’d frown at your man with an annoyed whine. könig, who was a whooping 6’10 would only give you a heavy grunt in response. you’d be on the way back to his car from the mall, dozens of your victoria’s secret and H&M bags held in his visibly large hand. the moment könig reached before you (with help of his tree-like long legs anyway), he opened the door for you, the balaclava on his face making his features ten times harder.

no matter how mad the big bear was at you—or more so, what you happened to get yourself involved in—he’d never disrespect you. anything other than sexually, at least. stepping on the custom made step for your smaller figure, you slide into the huge seat of his completely blacked out bmw suv, allowing him to shut the door behind you. you nearly jump at the visible shake of the car beneath your bottom.

you play with your curls as könig carefully sets your bags on the floor behind your seat. because his was set all the way back to accommodate for his long legs, your seat had the better amount of space for your things. when könig finally got back in the car, he immediately started it, causing the monsterous growl of his deleted muffler to come alive.

and he wouldn’t even break a sweat at you !!! you’re over here going over all your actions for the day, step by step, and all könig could think through his mind was what positions he was gonna force you in when you two got back home.

the sound of könig’s car matched the energy that was coursing through his veins. he know you didn’t do anything wrong; not intentionally at least. but the selfish ass part of him wanted nothing more than for your pretty little ass to sit in the passenger’s seat, overthinking on what the fuck you possibly could have done to rile him up this much.

the ride home is everlastingly silent as the small of your voice breaks the thick tension, “baby,” you don’t know how to further articulate your words. “i know you’re mad at me. i wanna fix it, but i can’t it you won’t talk to me. and you’ve been dead ass silent since we been in the mall.”

könig keeps his cool, though. he knew his silence was practically eating at you alive, shaming you with guilt for something you didn’t even intentionally mean to do. but with the way your pretty body sits in the black skims dress you’re in, accompanied by your black and white dunks—his eyes could practically frame your nipples right through the see through fabric, and he was sure that fucking doorman at victoria’s secret could have as well.

you keep talking. “was it the dude at VS? i swear, i made it very known that you were my man and—“ your words are endless blabber to him as the disgusting and pervasive thoughts cloud könig’s mind.

he looks so sexy in his balaclava, protecting his face from the harsh upcoming winter temperatures. he’s sported in an all black outfit, helplessly matching yours. anyone who saw you two together would automatically know that was your man. i mean duh, he walks around with his hand on your ass protectively 99% of the time.

when you get the sense that the brute isn’t listening to a fucking word you’re saying, you let out a frustrated sigh and turn your body away from him. but the sudden placement of a large hand on your knee takes you by surprise as you eye the man who’s ice blue eyes refuse to falter from the darkening road before you.

the moment könig pulls up in the driveway of your shared home, you can’t help but twiddle with the polish on your acrylics. anxiousness is bouncing off you, and könig could tell. you turn your head and open your mouth to speak, only to be cut off for the first time that night.

“go inside.” könig’s voice is very low, but you don’t miss the command in it. there’s no emotion behind the dark eyes of his balaclava. usually you could decipher exactly what and how he was feeling, but in the moment—

“kö—“ your boyfriend’s snow blue eyes harden at your talk back. with softer features, you whisper, “will you be inside?”

“soon. need to make a call first,” you watch him pull out a fresh cigar pack. “be ready for me when i get in.” you open your mouth to talk back again, but wire it shut when könig lovingly grabs your face. leaning in so the pink of his lips ghost over your full brown ones, he whispers, “now, mama. i won’t ask again. can you listen to that one thing for me?”

with a small gulp, you give him pretty doe eyes, feeling between your legs tingle at his masculinity radiating onto you. in the most confident voice you could muster up, you nod your pretty head at him. “yes daddy.”

könig gives you a nod of approval and runs his hand along the curve of your ass. “good girl. go on, liebling.”

you exit the huge car, already getting idea of what was to come when könig came back inside. with a heavy heart, you head upstairs to your room and slowly begin undressing, hoping that the slower you went, the more your punishment would be delayed.

your hopes were proven to be false the minute you were completely naked and turned around to see könig leaning against the threshold of the door, silently watching you.

you jump in fear at the sudden sight in front of you, but feel your heart beat calm down when könig strolled over to you. naturally, your head tilted backward as a way to get a full view of his face. his balaclava remained on, so you knew he was still upset about the events from earlier.

könig takes his large hand and rests it on your cheek, giving it a comforting rub. “you know i love you and respect you more than anything on this earth, right?” the brown of your skin instantly heat up at his words as you slowly nod your head at his sudden expression, unsure of where he was going with his words. könig’s lips can’t help but lightly turn upward into a small smile. you had no idea what was gonna come.

“good. because for today, libeling, i’m gonna fuck you like you mean absolutely nothing to me.”

[aphroditesswan]

mama a freaky kinich post behind YOU💜

fem reader + degradation, use of spanish, relatively rough sex, oral (kinich receiving), spit, impact play, p in v, mention of kinich having a latin accent bc hes MEXICAN and should be treated as SUCH, lmk if i missed anything but its freaky hour so!!

ten times

you managed to convince kinich to buy you snacks this week. it drained his bank account, sure, his wallet hurt a bit, but he liked to spoil you.

ten times

you begged and pleaded with him (along with ajaw’s demands) to get you a trinket, something that you insisted would help you with work that just so happened to be in your favorite color. again, he liked to treat you.

ten times

you whispered in his ear—in public, mind you— a reminder of a previous night, or even a time when you two couldn’t wait to keep your hands off of each other.

ten times

you touched him. isn’t that absurd, just touching him would get him riled up? kinich was a calm and very, very rational man he would say. so what are you doing to him??

ten times

you and mualani just so conveniently walked a couple steps ahead of him, the look over your shoulder just proving to him that you knew what you were doing and you were proud of it. you found it amusing how he had to control ajaw and watch kachina at the same time, all while wishing he could be next to you, holding you, touching you, pleasing you.

ten times

he finally got to do what he wanted to do with you that night.

look at you now. so pretty and on your knees for him, obedient for the first time in what seemed like so long.

he cupped your face, turning your head back and forth to see you at every angle from where he sat above you.

it was odd, really.

your lips were smeared with him already, and your cheeks were slightly smudged with your mascara.

“keep your pretty lips open for me, mi corazón. i wanna have my way with you now.”

he pried open your lips again, his thumb pressing onto your tongue.

“maybe i’ll play with you. how does that sound, hm? aw, i can see it in your eyes. you’d like that, no?”

that accent was gonna be the death of you. his thumb was quickly replaced with his index and middle finger, and now he was just toying with you. curse him. you’d be teasing him all week, hoping he wouldnt notice just how badly you needed him. curse how perceptive he is, you should’ve known he could tell. and now he was just toying with you.

he pushed his fingers to the back of your throat, eliciting a small gag from you. he’s not cruel though, so he pulled his fingers out to let you breathe.

“that’s surprising. i know you can take more than that. i’m not done with you, princesa, open wider.”

he tapped your cheek twice with his hand before cupping your face, kissing you, deep and hard just like he was going to be when inside you in just a moment.

as he pulled away he tapped your cheek twice again, harder this time. not hard enough to leave a mark, but he was half sure you wouldn’t mind that. as you kept your mouth agape for him, he spat into your mouth and moved his hand to your neck to allow you to swallow.

not even half a second later he was down your throat, his hand gripping onto your hair with the means of moving your head up and down his dripping cock.

as much as he would like to deny it, he had been yearning for this so much more than you had been. but he had to prove a point. considering you got off on just pleasing him like this, he wasn’t doing a very good job.

kinich could help but lean his head back, mumbling out your name through grunts and the softest of whimpers when the very tip of his dick hit the back of your throat.

“fuck, just like that. there you go, princesa. keep that up and you’ll get to cum as much as you want tonight.”

it wasn’t long after that before he was pouring himself down your throat, pulling himself out of your mouth. he couldn’t have you choking on him now.

“let me see, hermosa. i wanna see just how well you take me, yeah?”

almost like a routine, he smacked your cheek lightly to signal the open of your mouth.

“such a good girl. you can swallow now, i think i’m satisfied. get up after that, i think you deserve your reward now, huh?”

he kept you against the bed, ignoring the way you cry in pleasure and desperately wine back into him, his pace tormentingly slow with enough strength to knock you into liyue’s next lantern rite, forget about dia de los muertos.

“kin- please,,!” you reached behind you, your finger tips brushing against his stomach as his fingers laced into your hair.

it felt gentle at first, tender even. but did you forget this was supposed to be a punishment? did you really think that he’d let you off that easy? kinich gets to choose when you’ve paid the price.

he tugged you back slightly, your chin against the pillow instead of your cheek.

“sorry princesa, sluts don’t get what they want. you get to fucking wait.”

you could feel him. not just inside you, but you could feel him laying against your back. you could feel his breath pass your ear as he spoke to you. you could feel the grip of his hand in your hair.

“be patient for me, lo harás? just a little longer and you’ll get to cum, mi vida.”

he went back upright, releasing your hair from his hold. your head dropped against the pillow, moans and whimpers muffled against by the soft cotton.

you felt both of his hands grip onto your hips, holding you in place so he had full control over the pace.

which he more than tripled once he saw you start to get used to the slow rock of his hips. you could feel the sweat on him, his hips meeting the plush of your ass and him almost sticking to you.

“you happy now, princesa? now you can move, just like that.”

he let go of your hips yet again, running his hands up your body and just feeling as you started to move against him.

he loved this feeling, the way you pushed back against him was heavenly and you managed to knock out noises from him he didn’t even know he could make. whimpers, grunts, moans, curses and slurs of your name as he hung his head and admired the arch of your back and the way your hair moved around you.

“fuck- cum with me, yeah? so fucking pretty,”

he went harder with the last few thrusts, pulling your head back so he could kiss those pretty lips of yours as he came inside you. he’s usually more responsible than this, but with how badly he’s needed this this past week he decides a kid might not be too bad.

he drops you again, allowing you to turn over onto your back. before you can even get a word out, he’s kissing and nipping at your neck again.

“kinnnn, wait, still too much.”

“that’s not a problem. you were begging for this, no? let me treat my girl,”

he mumbled into your skin, kissing down your cleavage and stomach before looking back up at you and smiling a bit.

it was gonna be a very long night, but that shouldn’t be a problem for you.

im ovulating so send in smut requests 🫦🫦