#just. mmmmm. drives me Insane

[rxttenfish]

theres a post going around thats driving me insane so i have to comment on it

no, lighter bones are NOT associated with secondarily aquatic animals!!! its the opposite!!! secondarily aquatic animals often acquire DENSER bones than their relatives!!!! not only does this help them be more stable in the water column, but it also acts as ballast to help them SINK!! they do NOT want to float!! they want to achieve a density that is roughly equivalent to that of the water around them and achieve neutral buoyancy so that it is equally as energy efficient to dive as it is to surface! secondarily aquatic animals already have lungs and fat stores and other things which are less dense than water and thus would float, so they need something to offset that, which often results in things like denser bones!!

penguins have denser bones than other birds! whales acquired denser bones in their evolution to a marine lifestyle! the extremely high density of spinosaurid bones is one of the primary arguments for them having an aquatic lifestyle!!!

[evilminji]

Okay this is going to drive me INSANE. D:>

Dearly beloved, Phandom darlings...

Can DANNY EAT VIDEO GAME/TV FOOD?

I... I NEED to know. You don't UNDERSTAND!? Think about it. No, seriously. THINK about all those HIGHLY unrealistic, too good to be true, PERFECT looking meals. Animated shows n games etc where there are chefs who will "cook for Anybody!"

Now think about being 14 going 20. A teenager. A broke college student. Your fridge is empty and everything you touch? Comes back to LIFE. You're... you're just so hungry. Tired. Your bruises have bruises and you have a paper due tomorrow.

I kinda want to CRY.

Can only eat cup ramen so many times before you DO.

And this show? That commercial? Yonder cooking game?? Well... they did a REAL good job animating it. It looks so WARM. So FILLING and COMFORTING. You can practically SMELL it.

You look down at your sad, soggy, cheap but you can afford it, EZ Noodles and? Feel something BREAK inside. You... you KNOW you can travel inside technology. KNOW this. Have done it before. Why... why AREN'T you? You can't keep living like this.

You gotta TRY, right?

I? Wanna believe it TOTALLY works?? Because Ectoplasm is weird like that? And just shrugs? Says "actual food, the concept of food backed by electricity, what's the difference? Sure, we can fuck with this"? And so Danny? IMMEDIATELY fucking switches his diet.

Like? Dead stop screech, slam on the breaks, u-turn to take that last off-ramp. Type IMMEDIATE.

Grocery bill? No, no, you mistake him! No. NOW it's his "carefully researched for their cooking, games and shows" bill. Touch his collection and he'll FUCKING BITE.

They got sticky notes on the cases. Menus n lil fold out "grocery store" locations. He punched a dragon for this fruit. Mmmmm, home cooked meeeeeals~

Just? Weird Foodie Danny. Yes he DOES know what those steaks taste like. While YOU fuckers were staring at the cat girls bizangas, HE was eating granny cat lady's home made meatball stew! Ha! YOU FOOLS!

More then that? I want him to write reviews. Like "yeah, fight system was OKAY but- *5 hour glowing rant about the food, sounding like a food critic who'd actually fucking gone and loved it* " and people are like?? Who? Is this funky lil madman? This is hilarious?

I want it to be DPxDC JUST? So everyone slowly starts to play the game "Meta or Shtick?" Because no one REALLY knows who he is. This dude gets POPULAR though. For some reason can't be hacked (shame on you guys! Way to try and ruin the FUN!). And like? Eventually? Someone just fucking ASKS?

And Danny is like... " wouldn't YOU like to know, weatherboy?"

So everyone is like:

"Meta."

But hey... since they're already ASSUMING~? >:3c WHOOOOO wants to help him PAY RENT~? Let's VLOG this fucker! Wooooo! Say "hi" Catchef! *feline noises* like? It's like a let's play combined with a mukbang.

Teen Heros everywhere are FACINATED. Game developers are suddenly like? "If there's food. You BETTER make it look amazing. We want that weird YouTube twink to... whatever his powers are, our game! Free viral marketing!" Food channels? Rending their clothes, on their KNEES, please! PLEASE! Just ANSWER OUR EMAIL! Just ONE SHOW! A one off! Guest appearance!

We have MONEY!!!

All while Danny? Is finally happy with his life. Weird as hell. Harrasing the world. Good food on the regular. Gets to travel, kinda. Best of all? He's raising money from it! Can help people! Now... who wants salad?

@babbling-babull @hdgnj @hypewinter @legitimatesatanspawn @spidori @dcxdpdabbles @the-witchhunter @lolottes

[bernardsbendystraws]

Eat You Alive (Vampire!Chris)

Cw: MDNI SMUT, period head, f!receiving, slight sub!chris, pain kink, biting, roleplay, and more.

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With love and big BOObs, Rose

Word count: 862

His luminecast teeth were cascading down at you with a sickening smile. The eerie breeze flowed through the crack of the window and onto your nearly bare body. You didn’t know if it was the cool, autumn air or the way his eyes gleamed down at you, but every hair on your body stiffened. There was an uneasy sensation spreading up from your spine, crawling up to the back of your neck. 

“Please,” Chris husks, biting down on his lip harshly, the pink muscle losing vibrance from the pressure of his teeth. “--it’ll feel so good, it’ll…” he trails off, kneading your legs further apart as he stares at your pussy. “---it’ll taste so good,” he says. It's so quiet you’re almost sure he’s solely talking to himself. Licking over his lips, he gazes back up at you with wide, plundering eyes. 

“I…I don’t know, Chris…” you trail off. The words only encourage him to further convince you. Trailing his hands with light traces of his fingertips, he smiles fondly noticing the slight quiver of your leg. 

It all started because of the halloween party. Procrastination had resulted in a basic, but trusty costume—vampires. You joked how much his pointed teeth turned you on. But you weren’t really joking, and he somehow knew that. He studied everything about you, even the way your subtle humor played into truth. 

You feel the slick drip from your heat and fall downward. You’re not sure if it’s arousal or blood, or maybe even both. All you know is that Chris’s finger hesitantly swipes along your pussy, the quick touch feeling like a wave of fire as your back arches into the bed. “Chris!” you screech, surprised and pleased. 

“Mmmmm, see?” he licks the dark droplet off his finger greedily, staring into your eyes as he worships your legs with his hands again, this time hungrier. “---’s so good, ma. Let me taste it, c’mon. Let me suck you dry,” he purrs. 

He brings his face down to kiss along the tops of your thighs. Slowly spreading your legs to welcome more room, he starts littering small, sloppy presses of his lips closer and closer inward and up towards your pussy. It all feels so erratic. The way his lips chase after your skin with less breaks to come up for air is reeling your legs to clamp around his head and push him in. 

Placing his palms on your inner thighs and spreading you completely, Chris is enhanced by the sight in front of him. Blood pooling between your folds shouldn’t turn him on this much, but it does. The vulnerability of your position makes his ego crumble to dust. 

“See…” he trails off, rubbing the tip of his nose along your inner thigh, swiping across your pussy. You see a small glimpse of red painted on his nose as he drags into your other thigh. “I think I really am a vampire because, god…–’ve never looked so good to eat,” he breathes. 

A hesitant lick of his tongue has you both coming to the realization that this is really happening. Your hands grip into his hair as he looks up at you, letting a pool of split from his mouth dribble down onto your slippery folds. “Chris, I—” you sharply inhale as he goes in softly, yet passionately. The hard drag of his tongue going up and around your entrance and clit drives you insane, your grip tightening almost painfully to his hair. 

It's animalistic the way he continues to eat you alive. There’s nothing holding him back anymore. Primal urges force his mouth to wander towards your thigh. His teeth dig into your flesh with hunger and love, an obsessive passion. A blood curdling scream leaves your throat, scratching you internally from how roughly the noise was pulled out of you. It feels painfully good. 

Just as it starts to become unbearable, Chris sucks on the skin, slowly declamping his teeth from your thigh. “--’m sorry, just….just couldn’t help it, fuck,” the apology is swayed into a mindless banter as he bites down hard next to the same spot. You feel the ache in your leg and your stomach. Squirming for relief almost feels like chasing a high.

“Chris, I–” He acts before you can even explain. The bites and love marks continue on your inner thigh, becoming more and more seething of both rotten torture and euphoric bliss. His hand glides up to your pussy, massaging and stroking it. Moans echo and cloud the room. Your soothing voice had become rougher, more strained. Chris can’t help but smile and moan against your thigh, tasting more metallic crimson starting to leak from your skin under his teeth. 

He almost forgets he’s not actually a vampire. The waves of primal need and desperation in his mind leave him dumbfounded while you yank on his hair and scream out louder than before. Chris feels your entrance spasming against the pad of his thumb. 

There’s a sickening gleam of mischievous pride when he looks up at you. 

After all, he barely even touched you. 

All he did was practically eat you alive. 

[hyperballart]

patrick teaching you and art to share <3

fighting with art over patrick’s cock is as pathetic as it sounds. the man himself towers above you both holding his erection while the two of you rock paper scissors over who will get to suck him first. it is pathetic, of course, but patrick finds it endearing. how you and art are reduced to a pair of bickering petulant children on their knees for him. it makes him feel needed and wanted in ways that fill the voids of insecurity and self-doubt he carries. he loves you both so much, and in a moment he comes up with a solution that will fulfill you three.

he orders you both to stick your tongues out, and as you do he lets go of the grip he has on his cock to push your heads closer. “thereeee you go, share with each other,” and you and art don’t need to be told twice. you’re each licking and kissing the lenght of him from your respective sides, but when you suddenly stick your tongue out on the underside and feel art’s, your brain turns to mush. you can tell patrick feels this as well because he starts pushing your heads harder to meet in the middle, he’s sliding them up and down while letting out deep groans and drawn out whines.

“that’s it, kiss that fucking dick,” art lets out a high-pitched moan at that that you can feel through the connection of your mouths over the boy above, “god—fuck me—that’s right. move your tongues a little more, shit, yeah like that.” he then starts taking you guys lower, until you’re met with his balls. he can’t really get words out at this point so with a grunted suck them, you get to work. each one of you sucks at one of them, you’re hallowing your cheeks and feeling the fuzziness of it and by the sounds patrick is letting out you know art is doing the same. he brings you back up by the hair and continues to thrust between your mouths.

“come on artie, give her a kiss. you guys have to apologize for being so selfish—holy fuck— yeah just like that,” you and art are trying to get as close to each other’s mouths as you can with patrick’s tip in the way. his slit is drooling precum that adds to all the wetness and you feel it spilling out and dripping on your faces. you open your eyes and see that art’s are crossed, his pupils eclipsing the blue of his eyes and it makes you hum. the sound again travels and patrick twitches hard.

that’s when he loses composure, seeing how fucked out and slutty you and art are slobbering on his tip, passing it back and forth and taking small suckles that are driving him insane, he has to go deeper. he pulls you both off. every ten seconds he takes turns grabbing one of your faces to fuck your throats, you have an easier time taking him without gagging while art has tears spilling down his face. patrick thinks it’s the hottest thing either way, having two people at his service like this.

when he’s ready to cum, he tells to both to kneel next to each other and stick your tongues out—make sure they’re touching—and with two pairs of eyes pleading at him like that, he lets go. it’s a heavy load, you make sure to catch everything.

“oh my god, don’t waste a single fucking drop, catch it—mmmmm fucking sluts.” without having to be told, you and art lick into each other’s mouths to pass around all the cum you’ve just received. you grip his curls and moan into his mouth while he’s whimpering and squeezing your waist. patrick watches it while catching his breath with a grin. he loves making you bond like this.

[wooziorgans]

hear me out, woozi its definitely the type of man that would eat you out from behind while you are cooking or doing the dishes

— dishes

GODDDDD COOKED. yeah. yeah he would ur so right. n he’d do it as a thank you for taking care of him too!

also if he’s doing it from the back then i think he’d be heavy on the ass play too. he’d be groping you from behind mmmmm.

this rlly speaks to me ,,, spiritually,,, so here’s 1k words of him. yeah.

warnings: doing shit in the kitchen. i think manhandling. ass play, yeah that’s rlly it i think aside from ,,, getting eaten out.

Jihoon wraps his strong arms around your waist, chin resting on your shoulder as you scrub out the pot you used to make dinner. “Hi.” You giggle, water splashing onto your shirt as he catches you off guard.

“Hi, baby.” He mumbles, pushing his face into your neck. “Thank you for cooking tonight. Love you so much.” He seems almost drunk, with the way he’s mumbling and the sudden clinging to you. One of his arms undoes itself from your waist, moving behind your back to trace the waistband of your sweats with his fingers.

“I love you too, Hoonie. You doing okay?” You ask, placing the pot onto the drying rack.

You did have wine with your pasta, and your boyfriend’s a lightweight, but he’s not that much of a lightweight. Still, you can’t help but worry about his sudden shift in behaviour. It’s not unusual for Jihoon to be affectionate; he makes sure you know he loves you through physical affection when his words don’t seem like enough, but his speech is what sparks up your concern.

“‘M fine, love. You’re just so good to me, ‘n you’re so beautiful too.” His wandering hand slips down your sweats, resting on your ass. You rinse off the plates, placing them in the drying rack before you go to turn around and face him. Jihoon pushes his hips forwards to trap you against the counter. The water from the sink that had splashed onto the edge of the counter soaks into your shirt.

His hand squeezes your ass, whole palm enveloping your cheek. “Jihoon,” you hiss, hands gripping onto the edge of the counter.

“I know I don’t tell you that often, but I’m so grateful for you. You take such good care of me. Let me thank you, baby.” Jihoon’s other hand slides around your waist to grip your ass with both hands. A soft gasp leaves your lips and it’s all you can manage at the moment. Jihoon takes it as a cue to move you away from the wet sink, knowing you’ll complain about the wet fabric of your shirt.

“J-Ji, the dishes—” He pushes you against the counter, palm flat against your back. Your cheek rests on the cold marble of the countertop. His hands move back to your sweats, pulling them down on one quick motion.

“I'll finish them for you later.” Jihoon detaches himself from your back, getting onto his knees as his hands massage your ass.

Something about your boyfriend on his knees for you drives you a little insane. His hand cracks down on the soft skin of your ass, his eyes intently focused on the way it recoils under his palm. He spreads you apart with both hands, a small moan leaving his lips as he sees the shine of your arousal glisten in the warm light of the kitchen.

“Fuck, baby, so wet for me already. You sure you didn’t spill any water while doing the dishes?” He chuckles deeply, finger sliding up and down your entrance.

“Fuck off,” You gasp, and any other retort you have to throw at him is lost when his tongue flattens against your core.

The warmth of his mouth almost sends you into shock as he teases your folds with his tongue, barely pushing it into you. He’s never eaten you out in this position before, and as his lips latch around your clit, nose pressing against your entrance, it’s so different it has your knees buckling.

Jihoon uses his hands to spread your ass apart, somehow supporting you as you start to fall apart.

“Taste so fucking sweet, baby. God, gonna eat you out like this all the time now. You look so pretty like this.” Jihoon’s never really vocal during sex, but something is different about this. The position he has you in requires him to praise you because of the view he has. He needs you to know how good you look, how sweet you taste, how much he needs you. The vibration of his voice sends a shiver up your spine.

Jihoon keeps massaging your ass as he sucks on your clit. He alternates between soft suction with his nose barely touching your skin, and harder suction where his nose is pressing into your folds, prodding your entrance.

He licks a long stripe up your core, nose brushing against your perineum, wetting the skin with your own arousal, and it’s not much but it’s enough to tip you over the edge. His thumb brushes over your asshole, spreading your slick over it, and it’s enough to have you coming undone on his tongue.

Jihoon keeps working you open on his mouth through your orgasm, pulling away once you’ve settled. “Fuck,” He hisses, slipping a finger into your entrance, “you’ve never cum from just oral before.” You can feel the smirk on his lips as he murmurs against your thigh.

He pumps his fingers in and out, tips brushing against your spot. “Gonna fuck you against the counter like this. Just gotta open you up for me.” He bites softly at the swell of your ass before adding another finger and pushing his tongue between his digits.

Your soft whimpers and moans motivate him, picking up at the intrusion of his tongue. He pumps both in and out, moaning softly at the taste of your previous release. When he’s satisfied, and feels your walls flutter around his fingers and tongue he keeps his pace steady, drinking in the low moan you let out as you come for a second time. Your knees buckle again and Jihoon palms your ass to keep you on your feet.

He pulls his fingers out, placing one last kiss over your entrance and another one on your ass before he stands up, slipping his sweats down to his ankles as he leans over your body. His mouth is right next to your ear as he whispers softly, “Gotta thank you properly for taking such good care of me,” as he rubs his tip against your entrance.

[astayinwonderland]

"I wanted to write this for a loooong time. Soooo maknae line?" (from "Ateez seeing you naked for the first time ~ hyung line" post)

YES pleaseee🧎‍♂️

Those scenarios were both comforting and really suggestive, just the right amount of both worlds and I loved it so much.

Take your time though, write the maknae line whenever you want. No pressure

Ateez seeing you naked for the first time ~ maknae line

pairings: ateez maknae line x gn!reader

warnings: very suggestive content

+18 MINORS DNI

San

he kisses you in a way that is hypnotic. slow yet urgent. sweet yet passionate. time with you doesn’t exist, he is convinced you were made for him, and what a heaven-sent present it is to have you all. every single part of you… his. san can’t recall the last time he was this excited, his heart pounds so hard in his chest. your touch is enough to make him crazy, but looking at you bare, vulnerable? he would kill and die for you if he had to. is this a dream? if so, he wants to keep on dreaming of you forever.

“Baby, you sure you wanna do this? Oh… very well then. Put your hands over your head for me. Don’t move. I’m gonna show you how much I want you.”

Mingi

his voice gets very deep and he can’t help but bite his bottom lip thinking about how all his secret fantasies are coming true. the fact that you are right there, under him, your eyes so sparkly waiting for him to do the next move. he takes a moment to scan your body, fingers softly caressing your skin. every curve of your body is studies thoroughly by him because mingi will make this is the first time of many to come.

“Look at me. Now, don’t be shy… you are precious. Ahhh that’s it, look at you, baby. I’ve wanted this since the first moment I saw you. Perfect, you are perfect.”

Wooyoung

he always knew his charisma would get him far, but never thought that it would allow him to share your bed. the way your little kisses spark the dirtiest thoughts in him is insane. you are so delicate and soft, he wants to ruin you. wooyoung tastes your sweet-salty skin. he finds your adorable weak spot behind your ear. he wants you to trust him, just as he trusts you, because he doesn’t plan to let you go.

“Everything about you drives me insane. You doing this on purpose? Let me hear you, beautiful. Am I making you feel good? Yeah? Mmmmm… that’s nice, isn’t it?

Jongho

he is the one that with your permission would take off your clothes, taking his time, admiring your beautiful physique underneath. with every move of his hands, his breath hitches a little, a silly sign of nervousness that you don’t notice. he asks you to help him get undressed as well, never taking his eyes off you. he grabs your face so softly and pulls you towards him, planting a firm kiss on your lips. this is one of the most special nights he has shared with you.

“May I take this off? Let me take care of you. Your lips are so soft, you are magnificent. Come here… Sit on my lap. Tonight is just you and me, ok?”

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a/n: this is pure ✨fiction✨

I hope you like it!!! I loved writing this so much! What should I do next? OT8 or someone specific? Comment or dm me if you would like to be included on the ateez taglist :3

Read the hyung line here

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[xxthelovelyopossumiixx]

What You Do to Him

"What You Do to Him" - Bucky Barnes x Fem!reader

1k words // one-shot // NSFW

You and Bucky are dating, but he still hasn't gotten used to how stunning you look in just about everything. Especially that.

Tags: Needy Bucky, really horny Bucky, domestic, dog tags, Bucky bites a bit, aftercare, p and v sex

NSFW under the cut, happy reading!

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“Mmmmm,” you hummed softly, your back hitting the mattress. Your arms were wrapped lazily around your boyfriend’s neck, looking up at him through half lidded eyes. You bit your lip as you smiled, feeling the mattress dip as one knee slid between your legs and his palms supported himself above you. “What’s got you all turned-on?”

Bucky chuckled, his nose brushing against yours. “Don’t act like that, baby. You know what you do to me.”

You couldn’t help but giggle. Of course you knew. Walking around in just that cute set of undergarments wasn’t for no reason. You wanted him frothing at the mouth, clawing at you desperately like some feral animal. In a way he was. At least, that’s how he saw himself. He never dreamed of a life like this. One with you– loving and domestic, devoid of any violence or brutality. One with so much love and affection he was prepared to wake up any second and discover it was all in his head.

Bucky cupped your face, kissing your jaw and sharing the same grin you adorned. That same hand trailed down your body, caressing your thigh and giving it a gentle squeeze. “Don’t look at me like that.” he muttered, his eyes growing heavier. “Like what?” you asked. He scoffed teasingly. “Like you’re shocked that I’m horny.”

You tilted your head to the side. “Are you planning on taking care of it”

“Damn right I am. Can you not feel how hard you’re making me?”

The ex-assassin’s lips collided with yours, pulling your hips closer as he opened his mouth wider. His wet tongue slipped inside, persisting deeper until both of yours were so passionately swirling around you worried they’d get tied in a knot. Your fingers found themselves buried deep in his short brown hair. He let out a moan, short and breathless— the way he did when he was struggling to hold himself back. You felt his bulge against your stomach, his belt-buckle sending a cold chill down your flesh. Speaking of, his vibranium hand raced to undo it. He slipped it out of the loops of his jeans and unbuttoned them. He briefly disconnected from your lips to release a shallow gasp. He exhaled sharply, looking into your eyes.

“You’re an evil woman. Parading around the house like you didn’t expect me to do something about it.” He laughed tiredly. “God, you drive me insane.”

As soon as he could, he grabbed his throbbing dick from the clutches of his boxers. He gripped your ass with one hand, the other tugging off your panties. He slipped the white lacy garment off and down your legs, tossing them to the side with the rest of the items you’d taken off of yourselves. He held himself up once again and attacked your mouth yet another time.

You felt the tip of his cock against your entrance, teasing it but not quite sliding in yet. You rolled your eyes, breaking away to grip his navy blue shirt. “Stop playing games and just.. Do me.”

“I like your attitude,” he replied. “Your wish is my command.”

He kissed you again, this time with more fervor and intensity. His rod caressed your core, and you braced yourself for the force of his strong muscular build thrusting feverishly into your frame. But much to your gratefulness, it was never like that. He started out slow, his movements more of a grind of his body than anything more. You rolled your head back.

He closed his eyes, feeling the warmth of your insides surrounding him. He too fell victim to the overwhelming sensations of pleasure as he swallowed thickly. He sighed, devilish and taunting as he sped up just enough to emit a whimper from you. As he continues to pound into you he bent down lower, kissing your shoulders and trailing up your neck. You closed your eyes as he did this. Now Bucky wasn’t one for biting, but sometimes everything just got too exciting and he just had to sink his teeth into you. You squirmed under him, feeling the coolness of his dog tags on your collarbone. The headboard began to slam against the wall, and the two of you were silently thankful for being homeowners instead of still renting that apartment you used to have a few years ago.

Your limbs tightened around him, holding back more noises. But this obviously was to no avail. As they dangled in front of you, you took the silver charms in between your teeth. He smirked. For the first time he looked at them with something akin to satisfaction opposed to the usual dread. He continued banging you like a screen door in a hurricane. He couldn’t help it as his figure continued to hit the spots he knew you adored and had grown to memorize. You weren’t sure how much longer you could withstand his might. Moans slipped past your swollen lips, letting out strained noises that the Winter Soldier used to motivate him more. He was on the same page as you. So close.

“Mmmm.. doll.” he groaned. “God, I’m gonna cum… You just.. You’re so gorgeous.” You gripped his shirt tighter until a tidal wave of bliss washed over you. You let go of his tags and arched your back. He continued his work until his orgasm arrived. He pulled out quickly, his dick, resting on your abdomen as he nutted on your body. He was a panting frantic mess, a bead of sweat rolling down his face as he looked up at you through his brows. He smirked, fingers running down the mark he'd left on the nape of your neck.

“Sorry…” he said sheepishly, though the both of you were aware he was apologies were falling on deaf ears. You hadn't given a shit if he'd nipped you two or two hundred times. You shook your head and reached up to touch his cheek. Your thumb brushed over his swollen lips and you grinned warmly. “Don’t be.”

He let out a huff of approval. ”Sure. Yeah, right.” he ran his fingers across your hips admiring the sight before him. “Let’s get you cleaned up, love.”

Author's note: First fanfic in over a year and my first one on Tumblr! Woo hooo! I figured I'd start with something dirty but sweet, please leave comments below!

[lunajay33]

The Bad Guy

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Summary: You know it’s wrong to be attracted to the man that turned your community upside down but how could you not crave Negan, the man your father hates

Pairing: Negan Smith x Ricks Daughter

Warnings: Suggestive

•Masterlist•

I couldn’t help it, the first time I saw him was when he first visited Alexandria to steal everything with his men, but when I walked out of the house I stayed in with Michonne, Daryl, and my brother sister and father, I saw him standing there in all his terrifying glory

“And who’s this gorgeous thing, hot damn!” He exclaimed with the biggest smirk as he stood infront of me, my dad glaring daggers at him

My knees got weak and I couldn’t take my eyes away from him

“Hmmmm I like this one” then him and all his men packed up and were gone leaving me with an urge I’ve never really felt before

“Oh sweetheart I’m sorry that must’ve been scary” Michonne said as she led me inside, I wanted to laugh but I couldn’t let them know how I thought of the man who terrorized them

For the next couple of weeks all I could think about was him, his scruffy beard, the way he smirked when he was looking down at me, the way his cologne smelled like forests and manly, this man consumed my thoughts every waking moment

Then one blessed day I hear a commotion outside as trucks pulled in and there he stood with his bat and a white shirt, dad was gone on a run so Negan could wander around and do as he pleases, so this is the perfect opportunity, I check myself in the mirror quickly before quickly leaving the house leaning against the porch railing as he approaches closer until his eyes catch mine

“If it isn’t my favorite girl, did you get sexier from the last time I saw your fine ass” he called out as he marched up the steps standing even closer than before

“Maybe….maybe for you” you whispered

“And she speaks, have you been thinking about me angel?” I nod enthusiastic feeling drunk just being in his presence

“How does an ass like Rick have such a delicious daughter”

“He’s not that bad you know, just not very fond of you, even though you’re mouth watering” his eyes blew wide but the smirk stayed

“And she’s got a feisty side too her mmmmm” his hands grip my hips as he pulls me closer it’s driving me wild

“What a sweet treat” he leaned down closer until the door pulled open and there stood Carl with Judith in his arms

“Y/n what the hell are you doing, dads gonna kill you” carls eyebrows furrowed in anger, even though I’m older he’s always been protective

“Don’t worry little shit, she was just greeting me like a good girl” I looked away feeling embarrased of being caught

“Come on I wanna see where Rick stays” he says a he takes my waist and leads me inside, he looked around before heading to the kitchen where he started taking out ingredients

“What’re you doing? Taking our stuff isn’t enough for you?” Carl groans

“Carl……” I whisper telling him to quit it

“Just gonna make this lovely lady here some spaghetti how does that sound sunshine?”

“I’d love that” I smile feeling that burst of excitement again, I feel Carl grab my arm and drag me back to the living room

“What’s going on with you are you insane, you know what he did, he killed Glenn and Abraham, he almost killed dad, he’s evil”

“I don’t know I’ve never felt like this before” his expression softened understanding my situation

“Just…..be careful” I know what I was doing….what I was feeling was wrong and everyone would be mad at me but it feels so right when I’m around him

I walk back into the kitchen sitting at the counter as I watch him cook up a meal, I felt like a princess

“What’re you cooking?” I smile as I lay my chin on my hand watching him with awe

“Spaghetti, been craving it like crazy……not the only thing I’ve been craving baby girl” he smirks as he sends me a knee weakening gaze

It took me a minute to compose myself, I gather what courage I can and walk around the counter leaning back against it right next to him

“Well why don’t you have a taste” I look up at him as I dip my finger in the sauce and stick it in his mouth feeling him suck it off slowly, his tongue circling it

“Mmm what a little minx” he bends down wrapping his arms around my waist pulling me close, my toes barely touching the floor, our lips so close

“I need you Negan” I whine feeling like I’ll go crazy if I don’t get him right now

“You’ve got me” his lips press against mine slowly easing into the feel as he gets more passionate and rough but I love it, he picks me up and sits me on the counter as I grip his hair

“Damn baby how have I been missing out on this the whole time” he groans his hands squeezing my thighs

“What the hell is going on here?” I jump at the sudden yell and we both look over to see my dad and Michonne standing in the doorway

“Ummm…..nothing?” I don’t know what else to say feeling a lump in my chest

“Calm down Rick she was just…..greeting me to your lovely home” Negan laughs only making dad angrier

“Y/n get away from him now” Michonne commands

“I’m not a kid Michonne and you can’t tell me what to do, he’s not gonna hurt me…..right?” I look back up at Negan as he smiles gently

“Never, you’re all mine sweetheart”

“See, I know you’re mad at me and you wanna kill him but…I can’t help what I feel for him” michonne and dad both sigh

“Cmon Rick if you let me have her, I’ll let your community go” they stop dead in their tracks stunned

“Just like that?” Dad questions

“Just like that, it’s a good deal, it’s not like you wouldn’t still see her”

“This what you want?” Rick asks with a hint of worry

“Oh definitely”

[alastor-simp]

Birthday Boy🥳 - Angel Dust x Female Reader Part 2/2 (R-18 MDNI)

❥Warning- This story contains sex (NSFW), so if you underage and reading this, Please skip it.

❥Summary: Angel's Dust birthday party just finished and now you are wrapped like a present for him😏

❥Tags - Angel Dust x Female Reader, Flirting, Teasing, Fluff, Lingerie, Cosplay, P in V Smut, Birthday Sex, Licking, Boob Job, Spanking,

❥Notes - Here is the Part 2 of the sexy spider birthday smut. I had posted this a few months ago but it got deleted, so here it is again. Enjoy!

❥Credit - Divider credit to @cafekitsune

❥Part 1/2 of Story here: Link

"Sooo~, does the birthday boy wanna open up his present? Your voice spoke in a whisper, as you continued to lay back, body wrapped in the red body bow gift that was hanging on your sensual body. Angel Dust remained unmoving on the bed, brain still trying to wrap his head around your seductive presentation. He felt his member beginning to rise, which you caught as you looked down, happy that he was responding to you. "I can see that you love your gift~." Moving your foot towards his length, you rubbed your toe on it, earning a moan from Angel.

Laughing softly, Angel moved your foot away with his hands, as he slowly moved to hover over you, eyes glistening with desire. "You're driving me insane here, toots. I will gladly accept my present." Four of his hands laid touches all over your body, earning a small moan from you. Pushing his head closer to yours, foreheads touching, eyes serious, as he softly gazed at you. "Open your mouth, please."

Whispering out, you obeyed his instruction and opened wide, tongue sticking out. His tongue soon connecting with yours, joining them together in a wet kiss, causing you both to moan. Two of his hands, wrapped around your lower back, hugging you closer to him, deepening the kiss. His eyes remained opened, staring at your reactions, you were always so cute he thought.

His lips were so sweet, tasting like the cake that he just had downstairs. Your hands moved to his head, rubbing the back of his fluff while holding his cheek with the other, Drawing away from each other, leaving a string of spit behind, you both stared at each other, softly panting from the intense kiss. His lips drew back to kiss you again, then moving to your cheek, your eyelids, your forehead, then slowly moving down to your neck, sending shivers down your back. His kisses stopped at your red covered breasts, tongue sticking out to lick across his lips. "Time to unwrap my present now~!"

Hooking his fingers on the red bow, he slowly pulled it down, your breasts springing out in full view. He devilishly smirked, hands moving to cup your soft mounds, thumbs flicking your nipples. "Ah!" You continued to moan at the sensations, as Angel continued to play with your breasts. "So soft and perky~. I wonder how they taste?" Tongue sticking out, Angel bent down, sticking one of the nipples in his mouth, while his fingers continued to torture the other. "Mmmmm Angel~." This felt so good, he was crazy with his tongue. His tongue continued to twirl around your nipple, making it harden as the one he was pinching began to turn red from the ministrations.

Removing his mouth from you, he stood up, his shadow casting down on you. Displeased that he stopped, you were going to tell him to continue, but stopped when you saw him remove the red thong he was wearing, showcasing his long erection at you. Taking note of your silence, he smirked at you, "Like what you see, toots?" You giggled at him, lips pulled into a smirk. "Yes....do you?" Legs spreading out, you allowed Angel to get a good look at your string-held crotch, dripping in your juices. Eyes widening at that, Angel stilled for a second before smirking back at you. "Very~."

Leaning his body over you, he sat on your belly area, his dick presented in front of you. "I'm gonna fuck your tits babe." Positioning closer to your chest, Angel placed his erection right in the middle of your soft mounds, engulfing it with your breasts. He slowly started to move, his lengths moving in and out of your breasts, the tip popping out in front of your face. "Ahhh...my satan, this feels incredible!" Throwing his head, Angel moaned out in pleasure, moving his hips faster. You were moaning as well as the way he was touching were breasts while giving himself a boob job was so addicting, it made your toes curl a bit. Wanting to satisfy him more, you stuck out your tongue, licking the tip of his length whenever it popped out of your breasts, making him moan louder. "Ahhhh...babe....keep doing that..and I'm gonna..." Angels voice was raspy with need, wanting very much to come.

Humming, you continued to lick at his tip, hands raising up to grasp his behind, pulling him closer towards you. Moaning out your name, Angel drew to a halt, cum shooting out on your face and tongue. Closing your mouth, you swallowed what was in your mouth, gazing up at Angel, hungrily. Angel looked back at you, seeing your messy face giving you an apologetic smile, "Sorry about that....Let me clean you up." His hand reached for a napkin plus a small bottle that was below his bed, using the napkin to wipe away at the excess cum on your face. Once he was done, he kissed you again, napkin throw across the room without a care in the world.

Pulling away, Angel leaned back, bottle of mysterious substance, probably lube, in his hands, while the other two had grabbed at your string thong and moved it to the side. Popping the bottle open, he poured the liquid on your lower lips, body jolting at the chilly feeling. His fingers then slowly began to spread the lube all over, inserting them inside every now and then, trying to make it bearable enough for you, when he has to enter. "This feels so good!" Your thoughts scream out, as you continued to moan at the sensations. Retreating his fingers out of you, Angel grasped his length, positioning it at your entrance, but refused to enter. His face appeared hesitant, as he continued to look at your entrance then back to you. "Listen, its my first time doing this with a dame...so I'm gonna need some reassurance that I'm doing alright."

Blinking up at Angel, you slowly burst into laughter, earning a confused look from Angel. One of your hands grabbed his, giving it a soft squeeze, "I'm prepared Angel, don't worry......plus since I am your birthday gift, you can do whatever you want with me. Spank me, lick me, bite me, do whatever your heart desires~"His colored eyes widen at you, dick springing back to life at your seductive words. The hesitation was gone, replaced with a very turned on look, as Angel smiled, showing his golden tooth at you. Slowly pushing his hips forward, Angels rod slowly began to enter you, hitting your inner walls, making you groan.

There was a small sting when he entered, causing your eyebrows to knit together in pain, but it quickly disappeared, leaving only the sensation of him being fully inside of you. He moved his body back down, hovering over your body, as he was panting from how amazing your insides felt. "You okay?" He was still questioning you, worried if he was hurting you. When he got a nod of approval from you, he started to move, hips moving back and forth, rod caressing your inner walls. The pleasure was slowly increasing the more he moved, causing you to wrap your hands and legs around him, drawing him even closer. A harsh slap was soon met to your butt cheeks, making you jump, "Yeah, you like it when I spank you....right babe?" Angel smirked at you, giving another harsh slap to your behind, making you scream from the pain and pleasure. "Ahhh..yes....do it again!"

Angel awarded you with another round of slaps, cheeks burning red. His movements grew faster, causing your head to fall back on the bed. Silencing your moans, Angel pushed his tongue back inside of your mouth, kissing you while gyrating his body faster, ready to come at any moment. Soon your vision turned white, as you felt your body shake from the rough orgasm, nails clawing at Angels back, earning a groan from him. His hips drew to a stop, come exploding inside of you, yet he kept his mouth connected with yours, swallowing your moans.

He slowly moved his head back ending the kiss. His eyes were gazing at you lovingly, hands moving to caress your cheeks, as he placed another kiss to your forehead. His head then dropped to your chest, as he heaved a sigh. "Best....birthday....present.....ever!" Chuckling at his cuteness, you ran a hand through his hair, tousling his white furry locks, "Glad you enjoyed it.........wanna go for round 2?" Hearing a muffled snort from him, he lifted his head, magenta eyes gazing at you, "I'm all for a second round, toots, but lets just cuddle for a bit, okay?" It felt like your heart skipped a beat, hearing that adorable phrase from him. Your hand continued to rub at his head, while the other pulled him in closer, squishing his face back into your soft mounds, "Okay."

-END-

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[blonarifu]

Dazai x y/n

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It was a night among nights and you needed Dazai, your partner. He would give you what you wanted. Dazai caresses your legs, his hands tracing up and down your thighs, his touch growing bolder and more possessive. He moves closer, settling between your legs, his body hovering over yours. He kisses your stomach, his lips moving lower, slowly making his way to the edge of your underwear.

his breath is hot against your skin as his mouth continues to trail down your stomach, his teeth nipping gently at your hip bone.

"Mmmmhhh... princess, I can feel how much you need me. I can feel your body responding to my every touch. It's driving me wild."

his hands move up, gripping the edge of your underwear, slowly pulling it down, his eyes never leaving your face. He takes in the sight of you, completely exposed and vulnerable before him.

his mouth moves back up to your ear, his body pressing against yours, his voice a low, ragged whisper

"bella, you're so beautiful. Seeing you like this, so open and needy, is driving me crazy. I want to make you feel like you've never felt before. I want to make you forget everything except me."

y/n moans and slowly stares at the boy's eyes and actions

his mouth moves from your ear down your neck, his lips and tongue trailing kisses and soft bites along your skin. His hands wander over your body, his touch firmer and more purposeful now, as he explores every inch of you.

The girl trembles with the boy's touch and closes her eyes

she realizes that Dazai has inserted his fingers into her without pausing.

"Ah...h....dazai..ngh"

Dazai's smile widens as he feels your reaction to his touch. He continues to explore you, his fingers moving in a gentle, rhythmic motion, each touch eliciting another moan from you.

"dear, you're so sensitive here. I can feel how much you're enjoying it. You look so beautiful when you're like this."

The girl, who was in an unexpected shock and pleasure, whispered softly:

"dazai...pls...dont stop...ah.."

Dazai's fingers continue their deliberate, skillful motions, his mouth returning to your ear, his voice a low murmur

"Shhhh.....don't worry, princess. I won't stop until you're completely satisfied. Just let yourself go and feel, princess. Let me take care of you."

his touch becomes more intense as he senses you getting closer to the edge. He doesn't let up, his fingers continuing to work their magic, his lips and teeth nipping at your skin.

she couldn't help but moan. "Mmmmm.....deeper...faster"

Dazai's breath becomes ragged as your words encourage him further. He speeds up his movements, his touch firmer and more insistent, his fingers delving deeper, following your every command and reaction.

she moan louder "yes...yess!"

Dazai's eyes never leave your face, drinking in your expression and the sounds of your pleasure. He continues his relentless assault, his movements growing more erratic and rough, determined to give you everything you need.

He can see how close you are to the edge, your body shaking and your breaths coming in ragged gasps. He keeps his pace steady, his fingers working their magic, determined to push you over the brink. His own desire is intense, his control slipping as he watches you come undone under his touch.

"dazai...i need something more than your fingers..pls"

his breath hitches at your words, his body responding to the plea in your voice. He hesitates for a moment, his control slipping even further.

"Mmmmhhh... girl, you're asking for more? You're sure you're ready?"

"Yes please....I need it...she gripped Dazai's arms I need you, My'Samu"

y/n said in a drawn tone while her needy eyes were in contact with Dazai's eyes.

"as you wish!"

Dazai takes a deep breath, trying to regain some semblance of control, but your pleas are making it increasingly difficult. He moves up to hover over you, his body pressing against yours, his voice a low, ragged whisper

"bella, you're driving me insane. I can't deny you anymore. I'll give you what you need."

The girl's breath stopped at that moment and she screamed in a tone full of pleasure.She felt Dazai's erect and warm member inside her

"ngh.....Ahhhhh...."

Dazai can't suppress a low, guttural moan as he enters you. The feeling of you around him is overwhelming, he barely pushes himself towards y/n and whispers in a low tone:

"ahh....fuck....When was the last time I felt myself inside you?"

The girl's small tears came out of her eyes, Dazai was hitting the exact spot that made the girl want time to stop forever.

"Aww......see those little tears...does that mean I'm hitting exactly the right spot?

The boy's hands went to y/n's hair and touched it and tried to bring the girl's head closer to him. Aram whispered: From this view, you are wonderful... Belladonna

"D-dazai..!"

Dazai's breath catches as you moan his name, the sound driving him on. He begins to move, his thrusts deep and slow, his body responding to every gasp and whimper from you.

"you feel so good~~. I can't get enough of you"

"OSAMU!AH!"

his heart races at the sound of his name on your lips, his movements growing more urgent and intense. Your voice and your body under him are driving him wild, and he's completely lost in the sensation of being with you.

princess, you're so perfect like this. You're wrecking me. Mmmhhh... saying my name like that...

"dazai..more...ah..more pls"

his breath is ragged and uneven as you plead for more. His hands grip your hips, holding you in place as he picks up the pace. His movements become faster and harder, the sound of your bodies connecting filling the room

she cant help but cry "ah...yes yes...dazaiii"scream 

he can barely contain his own pleasure as you cry out his name, your body responding to his every touch. The sight and sound of you like this is driving him closer to the edge, and he knows he's not going to last much longer.

 He leans down, pressing his forehead against yours, his breath ragged as he whispers:

"y/n, you're so beautiful like this. You're killing me."

he continues to thrust into you, his movements growing even more frenzied as he nears the edge. The room is filled with the sounds of your moans and gasps, and his own ragged breaths.

"ngh...I'm getting close. You feel so good. I can't hold back much longer."

Y/N let out a loud moan in a shaky voice "Please...Osamu....wait for me...i...i'm close"

Dazai's movements became even deeper and harder

"ah...OSAMUU!"she scream

Dazai's control snaps at the sound of you screaming his name. He thrusts into you with more force, his grip on your hips growing tighter. He's completely lost in the sensations, the sounds of your pleasure and his own ragged breaths filling the air.

He's close, so close, and the feeling of you around him is pushing him over the edge.

"princess, I need to hear you louder. I need fuckin' lovely moans....call my name AGAIN"

The girl cries out with pleasure as she feels the hot liquid inside her

"Y-you....ah~"

Dazai can't hold back any longer, your cries and pleas pushing him over the edge. He lets out a ragged gasp, his body shuddering as he reaches his peak. He buries his face in the crook of your neck, his breath ragged and uneven, his body pressed against yours. He emptied his cum into the girl's tight cavity.

"fuck...bella....you drive me crazy. You're a siren, luring me in and making me lose control."

"i still here...dazai..pls more...i...need you.."

Dazai lifts his head from your neck, his eyes locking with yours. He's panting, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. The sight of you, still wanting more, ignites something in him, and he knows he's not done with you yet.

"princess, you're greedy. But don't worry, I'm not done with you yet. I'll give you everything you want and more"

He kisses you again, his mouth hot and urgent, his body starting to move again. He's still sensitive from his release, but your pleas for more are stirring his desire again.

"ah....agh...uhmmm~" she looks very red and adorable

Dazai can't take his eyes off you as you blush and moan, the sight of you so beautiful and wanton driving him wild. His hands roam over your body, his touch firm but gentle, as he begins to move again.

" you look so perfect right now. I could keep you here all day, just to watch you like this."

Y/D noticed the change in the rhythm of Osamu's movements inside him. "Dazai...I'm...close"

his body is responding to yours again, his desire flaring at the sight and sound of you. He's moving faster and harder, his breathing ragged as he tries to hold back the intense feelings, but your moans and cries are driving him crazy.

"cum for me...princess...."

"D-Dazai...I..." Along with shaking, he screams and moans loudly and his tears flow more.

Dazai can't hold back any longer as you scream his name, your body trembling in pleasure. He's lost in the sensation of you, the sound of you screaming his name driving him wild. He moves faster and harder, his body reacting to your every movement and sound.

"yessssssss......princess ...like that, you're so perfect. You're everything I've ever wanted."

"dazai...stop pls...i...can't handle more..p-put it out"

At the same time as Y/N was crying and shaking, Dazai pulled out his wet member and gently placed a kiss on the girl's forehead.

"shhhhh...it's ok princess...im here..im here"

....

[ultraviolet-cello]

Aw man. Today's the last day of @tristampparty and I am surprisingly sad about it. I'll be catching up the days I missed at some point, but I've chucked all that I've written, including today, into a google document and I apparently wrote 7.5k words over the course of episode 6 to today.

That's! A Lot!

I really wanna thank everyone who reblogged and gave me their additional thoughts/commentary, and special thanks to Revenantghost for organizing this whole thing! you do good work for this fandom i am giving u a gold star

With that, here we go into Episode 0 - High Noon at July. CWs for pregnancy discussion and a less detailed than last time but still present analysis of sexual assault and transphobia, marked with a [CW] Ofc, spoilers for Trimax and Tristamp

Cowboy kid Knives is something u can pry from my cold dead hands but it's also,,, I don't watch a lot of westerns, but the way Knives describes it seems like he likes the high action and justice. Which yea. yeah.

A lot of ppl interpret Vash then saying that he doesn't like that sorta stuff as him having always had pacifistic tendencies but I don't really read it that way? I just see him being rather similar to Trimax Vash - chill kid with his own interests and hobbies and Knives being the very oversensitive kid so outshines him initially.

Regardless of version of Trigun (except 98. 98 didn't know shit about knives lmao), Vash and Knives have always started off wanting to coexist and be peaceful; it's just how they reacted to it later that differs. In this case, Knives wants to stand up for his friends and make a peaceful world through that, and Vash is more passive in that he just wants to have faith in humanity.

Not to mention they are kids. Young, idealistic kids. This is pre-Tesla, they don't know the extent of how horrible the world is. The loss of innocence and subsequent breakdowns relating to The Horrors is yet to come.

[CW] Mmmmm they really don't make the pregnancy imagery subtle now do they dfgkjdfjk

I also think there's like - merit in also interpreting Knives as trans. Not Just because i think he's also very trans coded (A lot of his breakdowns and story arcs have reflections in how some trans men overcompensate masculinity in a Bad Way. That's a very small subsection of trans guys btw but I am speaking from experience. I got better tho). Anyway it makes the fact that Knives is disregarding Vash's bodily autonomy very much Worse if you take the male plants are trans analogy into it.

He's so far gone that he's willing to do to Vash what would be the worst thing to be done to him; Violating his body to rebuild and make him a perfect independent ("remind him of biological reality"), physically overpowering him ("taking the aggressor, commonly masculine role in sexual assault") to do what he wants. Disregarding the wants and needs of the Plants ("women +fem-presenting ppl that he originally set out to protect because he knew their experience and wanted to help and still has that trauma from witnessing that trauma")

Ofc that's just a reading of the scene, but I quite like it as a trans guy because that makes a really good villain with trans themes/motifs! I hate him so much (affectionate)

No, no she doesn't. Meryl is making a choice and she's gonna damn well stick to it! She's been given agency and she's gonna spend it in the most eldritch horrific scene that someone on that planet could spend it lmao. Well, no Knives takes most eldritch and horrific. Meryl's second tho

Okay this fucking scene drives me INSANE. This is a memory, clearly, but it's one that's being tampered with. Vash asks Knives if they can get along with humans, and then Knives immediately messes with the memory to make sure that he says that he'll protect Vash no matter what. But that is very clearly not what was originally said, so... What did he say? What was present day Knives so desperate to cut off?

I've talked about the narrative being biased against Knives a lot, but something I haven't talked about is that Knives kinda tries to contribute to that narrative a lot. He wants to seem like he never cared about humans, he wants to seem like he always planned this and was going for justice ever since he was a kid. He tells Vash the Tesla incident was just a small grain of sand, he uses Luida to tell everyone he wants to kill Rem, he's unbearably cruel to Vash to make his point. The only difference is that he wants to be right.

So he doesn't let us see what the kid version of him says, because that would contradict the narrative he's built for himself.

I really wanna give props to Studio Orange here for both the design and way they modelled the wing here, that's a really difficult task when the guy you're putting a wing on has a tight as hell bodysuit. But the anatomy holds up surprisingly well!

Also many people have pointed out that the plant mech looks a lot like Rem, and Knives staring into the face of a Plantish representation of his mother that is created and controlled subconsciously by his brother and saying he was rejected is. It sure is a scene!

ONCE AGAIN. INCREDIBLE EFFECTS. I also would like to once again point out the angelic motifs of Knives' design here.

Also Vash saying this is SO important because Meryl!!! is so important!!! I see a lot of people brush Meryl's space in the story off and it Enrages me because Meryl is one of the most important people to Vash. Aside from our frontline yaoi soldier Nicholas D. Wolfwood, Meryl has one of the most tangible impacts on Vash's character.

When Vash is in his breakdown in Trimax, Meryl is the one to kneel at his side and believe in him; When Vash is having his god awful horrible mindscape time in Tristamp, Meryl does the same. When Meryl is kidnapped in Trimax, Vash instantly jumps out of a window in the chance of getting her back. Vash trusted her enough to fire the ion cannon in the sand steamer episode. He immediately went to July the moment she and Roberto were kidnapped.

Meryl has so much faith in Vash and she's insane for that, but Vash recognizes her and that faith pays off in giving him the strength to carry on. He heard her voice, too :]

Also oh to be floating slowly down to the floor while you're a meter away from a cube with the power of an atom bomb while someone named Millions Knives is summoning millions of knives in front of u. Meryl has guts, man.

And now that Vash has gotten his gun back, he's back to using it as a tonfa! (check I think my analysis of episode 7 for more on that). Watching for the swing blocks, the forearm guard, and thwacking the knife tendrils out of the way

This fight scene has soooo much love and care and detail in it I love it so much actually. From seeing Vash's bullets to all the expressions and beautifully detailed firing, there's so much detail in a quick space that you really have to slow it down to see everything.

Seriously how strong is Knives to be able to have a feasible chance again Vash's prosthetic - and Vash matches him! Also the chomp

Now something that I have the shakiest of theories on is that after summoning The Cube, Vash starts moving in a far more controlled manner, he stands still when reloading, he has his movement flurries and then stands still to aim. Which uh. Studio Orange works in 3d, but those are 2d animation techniques. He's moving like 98 Vash.

There's a lot I admire about Studio Orange's use of 3d (I am a mid-tier 2d artist lmao) but I love love love that they're able to get all these really nice, creative camera shots that would be impractical in 2d (all those overhead shots, for example, have a chance of turning about bad/looking weird in 2d, and puts more strain on animators, but 3d you have the models from every angle already. 3d isn't easier by any means, but it does have its strengths)

Also. how Did Wolfwood get over here, dare I ask. mans climbed a tower in just a few minutes what is Wrong with him

Also a nice detail, Vash usually has perfect trigger discipline, but he falters here against Knives, probably because he's been already shooting, but hey, he's stressed. I'll give him a break.

I also appreciate exactly how superhuman Wolfwood is now. Tristamp Wolfwood is on a different level. Like 98 Wolfwood is just some (attractive) guy, Trimax Wolfwood has a lot of gory body horror going on and a subtle kind of endurance/strength, but Tristamp Wolfwood just jumped off a very tall building holding a grown woman and the Punisher and was fine.

Oh hey, same symbol on the tower as was on the sandsteamer and on Vash's wanted poster - symbol of July, probably

Very horribly, Knives probably did just save Vash's life here. But also the rest of July's life (though ofc he just extended the timer)....

I'm not quite sure When Vash started using plant bullets, but he's definitely using them now. Also the nails on his prosthetic are a nice touch!

THE FLYING SAUCER STRIKES AGAIN. I wonder if that's gonna be the basis of the Ark, if that's the route season 2 goes.

I also. Was that allI the Plants collected that escaped in this, or were there a bunch still running in July that get obliterated too? Did Knives inadvertently cause the death of more plants? I mean, when Knives gets revived in Trimax he definitely causes the death of at least 2 plants (there are a couple of bulbs in the background of the blast radius, plus the one that was used to revive him... she uh. Didn't look like she was doing so hot)

Vash's little speech is always so,,, intense. He has such a strong sense of character and it's admirable how well he sticks to his morals despite it all.

On a more body horror note, Knives can survive a long fucking time trying to grab The Cube. In Trimax he gets hit with the angel arm and practically disemboweled instantly, but Tristamp Knives can take over a minute of just like. being right in the direct path of fire. They're really gonna have to work to reconstruct him. Good luck, Legato!

UFO SPOTTED !!! LEAVING JULY AS IT IS DESTROYED !! NOT CLICKBAIT !!!

^ I made that long ago and needed to use it somewhere dfgkjdfg

[RAUCOUS CHEERING]

And ofc I have to bring up Eriks :] I don't actually have too much to say abt him. Studio Orange strip this man and make him bark like a dog next season or we will riot

CHRONICA MENTION!!!!! YAYYYYYY

And that's kinda. It.

Man I have had such fun over the last 12 days, I've really discovered a love for analyzing and theories and putting that out there and chatting with people about Trigun :] I should do this more often lmao but I do want to get back to drawing. I'll find a balance, then!

Thank you all for coming, and Wow if you made it this far I must be doing something right lmao.

[fandomobbsessedb]

Alastor x F!Overlord! Reader pt2.

~ this is just a continuation of the bottom half of the previous fic!!! I absolutely adored writing this and I’m so glad ya’ll are liking it too!!

Warnings: dead kid, swears, vomit, bullemia, drinking, insane harm to the body, could be kinda mind fucking,weed, mentions of partying and Valentino wanting to gangbang but not actually getting none.

MORE EASTER EGGS!!!!

Taglist: @genderlessdude92 @projectdreamwalker @whitewolfsoldat @sirens-and-moonflowers

Enjoy~

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“Good morning dear!”

“Good morning darling! I have your eggs and bacon ready for you!” I called out to my husband, taking the coffee pot off the stove and pouring two small cups, wiping my hands off on my apron and calling the children down.

“James, Mary! Come down and get your breakfast before you have to get going for school!”

“Coming mama!” I heard from the top of the stairs, I always end up having their father have to drive them anyways, I think they’re doing it on purpose at this point.

“Mmmmm! That smells delicious y/n!” My husband compliments as he walked into the kitchen, coming up behind me he wrapped his hands around my waist and gave my cheek a kiss.

“Oh Vox! Let me go I’m going to spill the coffee!” I giggled out trying to pour our glasses. He took the two cups along with their saucers and set them at the table.

“Well you look nice!” I complimented, his pinstrip suit and sharp neck tie making him look quite dapper. He sent me a smile and whipped out this mornings newspaper from the dogs mouth. “Good boy sparky.” He patted him on the head and gave him a treat.

“Momma momma guess what!!!” Mary ran up to me with her little hands behind her blue sailor dress. James took a seat at the table next to his father pretending to be him. All gotten and sophisticated.

“What is it my darling?” I asked bending down at the waist inspecting her hair to see if it was fit for school.

“I buckled my shoes on all by myself!” She bounced up and down on her red little loafers.

“Oh look at that! You have!” I smiled at her cupping her hands in my cheeks and giving her a kiss on the forehead. “I matched you mama!” She said point to my own red pumps adorning my feet. “Yes darling, now why don’t you go sit and get some breakfast.”

She ran up to the table in excitement, not yet able to reach the chair. Vox picked her up and placed her in the chair, patting her head and serving her some bacon from the plate in the middle of the table.

“Now James, you have little league after school, so you better be going right to practice, if I get another call from Mr.Johnson saying you where out in the field with those “friends” of yours again, your going to be in big trouble mister.” I sternly scolded him, sitting down to eat my own breakfast.

“Yes mom” he looked down embarrassed from our discussion last night.

“Oh cmon dear, let him have some fun occasionally, but James you really should listen to your mother.”

“Okay dad.” He perked up a little and went back to eating.

Playing with the string of pearls around my neck, a bad habit I developed when I became stressed, I tried to not bounce my leg but I couldn’t help but feel this ugly weight on my shoulders.

Standing with my coffee cup in my hand and I walked to where Vox keeps his good liquor, we usually save it for special events but… this feeling… I have a feeling my regular dose of Valium wouldn’t help…

Taking the pristine bottle from the cupboard, I got a flash in my eyes

~ “here you are darling, I got this special blend from a connection of mine on earth, I figured we could celebrate the success of our deal in a more fashioned manor,”

“Oh Alastor that’s wonderful, thank you!” I took the bottle gently from his hands, the heavy glass weighing my hands down.

Popping the cork and pouring a small amount into eachother glass, we cheered then completely disregarded the drink… instead going for each other’s mouths. Missing it like a drug.

“Y/n-“

Clawed hands grab onto my shoulders and I feel the weight of this bottle taken from me.

“Is everything alright dear?” Vox asked, feigning concern .

“Oh, yes I’m just fine, all the chores I need to get done today just making me think a lot.” I replied leaning on him for support, as his hands go to my waist and my arms wrap around his neck.

“Oh dear, why don’t you let me take over for the day and you just go to the salon and get your nails done, maybe see if you can get some extra time on the massage part.” He suggests, starting to pull me away from the cabinet and sitting me down.

I try to come up with a comprehensive anwser but~ I just feel so…… sleepy. So tired…..

Feeling a soft, plush ground now supporting me, I still struggle to come up with a scentence, my head falls to my pillow and I start to drift off.

“Just relax dearest… I’ll take care of everything… trust me….” I turn over and look into my husbands eyes, feeling the malicious intent behind them, yet not being able to…. Actually move my body…. I can’t turn away—

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“Hey y/n did you see Vox staring at you during class?” My hellion friend asked me, closing my bottom locker with her tail.

“What? No he wasn’t.” I respond trying to hide my smile behind my books.

“Did you have a brain tumor for breakfast? Of course he was.” Helga said, not even bothering to make eye contact with me as she applied more of her lipstick, then closed her locker. “Cmon, Heathers waiting for us in the cafeteria.” She said taking my arm and pulling me along.

“Y/n there you are, I need you to forge a hot but horny love note from Valentino to Marta Doonstick.” She said, flipping her hair over her horns, picking up her pencil and paper and handing it to me.

“Shit Heather I don’t have anything against Marta…” I cringed, this high school drama bullshit is so not fetch.

“You don’t have anything for her either, cmon, it’ll gets Vox’s attention too.” She smirked looking over to Hattie. “Hattie bend over, y/n needs something to write on.”

With an exasperated sigh she turned around, mindful to keep the bottom of her skirt held down, as she let me use her back to forge this note. In the most cursive stylish writing I could manage, I wrote out a whole letter to Marta, from Valentino asking her to come to his party this weekend.

Helga slowly made her way to Marta’s lunch spot, as we watched with intent, I quick glanced over to where Vox and Valentino where sitting. Seeing him chuckle made me smile, as I dazed off about him however I failed to notice his eyes shift to me. When I came to I realized we were in the bathroom, Hazel puking her guts up, and Heather and Hattie fixing their makeup in the mirror.

“Y/n did you hear what I asked you?” Heather whipped around the look at me.

“Um… sorry what?” I squinted at her before looking to her lipstick. I blinked and suddenly I’m in a completely different room, a boudoir with a giant vanity set up, I’m sat in front of the mirror with the same shade of lipstick in my hand, and my top lip done, only… it’s sneered over my cheek.

“Y/n deer, we have to go or we’ll be late for Carmillas meeting.” I looked over to the right of me, my surrounding sight no longer being blurry but clear as the morning sky. A man in a red coat with furry ears and a cane stood there fixing his coat in the mirror.

“Sorry I just… zoned out. I nicked some weed off of Angel earlier and I am, whew, I am out of it.” I responded, taking the handkerchief he offered me from his hand and wiping my cheek off. Handing it back to him our hands crossed and he came up behind me, placing his hands on my shoulders, I could see his hands… I could feel myself sitting in the stool, seeing the perfume bottles on my desk… yet I couldn’t feel anything.

“Y/n…..y/n………. Y/N!!” I suddenly DID feel the hands on my shoulders shaking me out of it. Heather was still in the mirror, Hazel was in the stall and Hattie was shaking me.

“Huh?” I replied wearily.

“C’mon Hazel let’s take another look at today’s lunch.” Heather smirked and stormed out of the bathroom.

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“Hi Velvette, this is today’s lunchtime poll.” Heather said to the pink haired girl, all she could do was click away at her bag phone before rolling her eyes to look at us.

“The exterminators come down unexpectedly, saying their going to kill off all of hell in the next 48 hours, the same day King Lucifer comes to you and gives you 58 million dollars, what do you plan to do?” She asked giving Velvet the handful of copies she printed for her to hand out.

With a forced smile she goes “I would throw and end of the world fashion show, only inviting Hell’s most sovereign overlords and big shots-“

“AND THEN PAY EVERYONE FOR A HELL WIDE GANGBANG” Valentino cuts her off, throwing his hands in the air excitedly. Making a disgusted face Velvet turns away with the papers and walks out going to post them around the school.

I looked over at Vox, hoping he would see it as an indication to answer and not me totally saying he should use the money to whisk me away and go to make our point.

He met my eyes then took a deep breath sitting up a bit more. “Well I for one would want to maybe… find a pretty girl-“ shifting his eyes back to me, “then rent a boat and, row out to the middle of the sea, get some liquor and just, have at it.” He said putting his hands under his chin and tilting to look at me.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“If I was this girl would you keep me safe from the aliens?”

“As long as I could, trust me… with your safety.” His eyes started to become swirly and, my stomach starts to be all twisted… It’s getting like, really hard to… to breath. I feel a weight hold up my hips as I close my eyes and pass out.

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“Oh hello, did Vox show you around the house yet?” I wrapped around his side, seeing his colleagues in our living room for our dinner party. Perm and Jam brought a nice wine and I had just come back from setting it down in the kitchen.

“So shall we head upstairs?” I asked only for my waist to be pulled back down,

“I’ve got it dear why don’t you go finish making dinner?” He asked adjusting his tie and lighting one of my homemade candles.

“Oh are you sure? it’s really no trouble it’s a slow cooking, the ossobuco won’t be done for another 3 hours.” I double check with him.

“Yes of course go get us some wine or something.”

“But…”

“Trust me dear…. Trust me…. With the tour.” He said holding my face tight and forcing me to look directly into his eyes… from which I can’t look away.

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A ballroom, large and golden and grand awaits me when I get to the palace, my dark blue shimmering dress catching the attention of an elegantly dressed man with a yellow and red suit adorning the space below his rectangular head. We danced through the night yet when midnight struck I suddenly remembered my goal, to come and meet the prince.

*clang* *clang* *clang*

“Oh no… oh dear.” I sat away from the gentleman and stared horrifically at the clock.

“What is it?” My gentleman asked trying to reach for my gloved hand again.

“Oh, I have to go, I have yet to meet the Prince..” I trail off.

clang* *clang* *clang*

“No you can’t leave yet.” He begs trying to follow me.

“Oh no please, I must leave.” I rebound and started to leave… I couldn’t let the Prince see me in rags.

“STOP HER”

I bump into a guard and when I went to apologize I turned to his face and there he was again…

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“Alright partner, what are we looking at?” I question putting on some sterile gloves and going to lift the sheet of the stabbed victim when I got pushed away but my asshole of a partner.

“Don’t worry y/n let me handle this.” He said taking the sheet off the body and starting the inspection.

“Ugh, yeah no, last stab case you thought I’d read the neighbor, and Mrs.Santos was an innocent old lady.” I scoffed and shoved him aside only to get elbowed in the ribs. Turning to slap him I looked into his eyes.

“Just trust me….” He spoke lowly, his mouth bleeding just a smidge……..

Why is my stomach queesy-

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“Get up you peice of shit,” throwing a glass of water on my husband he shoots up wiping his screen off the look at me.

“Who’s Venice?” I yell ready to refill my glass.

“ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND??” He yells back now fully awake, I came storming back into the bedroom. “I don’t even know who Venice is!!! What the fuck does that even mean!!? Venice?? That’s the stupidest shit I’ve ever heard in my fucking life!!”

“WHOS VENCIE?” I yell again throwing another glass at him.

“Oh, baby…. Baby baby, me and Val we, we’ve been investing in, in Italy.”

“Oh, you were investing in Italy?”

“Yeah baby, yeah.” He says shimmy up the bed to where I am at the foot of it still with a glass of water.

“You know what, you, your a big fucking liar!!” I throw the glass back at him and storm away.

“FUCK YOOOOU!!!” he yells, throwing himself around the bed. Having a tantrum like our toddler.

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He leaned in to kiss me with his eyes closed. But I just kinda stood there looking at him.

Quickly sitting his hips back up he looks at me with hearts for eyes on his screen.

“Wow” he laughs out awkwardly.

“You can go now.” I smile at him, my hair bouncing off my shoulders.

“I thought I might stay over tonight.” He smirks.

“Why?” I asked titling my head.

“Cause we’re girlfriend boyfriend.” He shrugs with that smile still on his face.

“To do what?” I ask again still not understanding.

After a pause he shakes his head.

“I’m actually not sure.”

“I don’t want you here.”

“Is it Box?”

“Box is just a really good friend, and this is my dream house, this is y/n’s dream house, this isn’t Vox’s dream house, right?”

“Ah haw haw haw~ right as always”

“Besides its girls night.” I turn to look at the other y/n’s setting up, I see astrophysicist y/n turning on the radio to stream our music when this, earily old love song comes on. I’m meant to turn back to Vox but staring at the radio….. I’m stuck….

“Cmon y/n the presidents here” Hotel owner y/n says going back to brushing bar keeper y/n’s hair.

“She’s right, I am, you’re welcome.” She smiles at me before going back to the hair brushing. I blink out of it and look at my surroundings. I’m standing alone in a dark room… well sitting more like… actually…. I’m tied to a chair. A hanging light turns on and Vox comes into the room.

“Oh Vox there you are, are we in Y/n land anymore?”

“Finally awake y/n.”

“Yeah? I’m so confused where are we?” I ask still smiling at him.

“I want you to tell me where your BOYFRIEND stashes his vault.” He asks swinging a knife around, pulling my hair and nicking my throat.

“OW, what the hell Vox?” I yell at him still struggling against my chair. He pushes my chair down and as I hit the floor, the table to the side of us knocks something over…. It’s my radio!! From y/nland!! It clicks on and as it buzzes through stations my chest starts to feel heavy… wait, where did Vox go? I turn my head to look around for him only to not see him anywhere, sitting up I pick up the radio to try and turn it off.

“Oh hey! How did my ropes come undone?” I ask the air looking around my wrists, not even seeing a red mark. It stopped making noises and just went to static, I saw flashing from the outside of my eyes and turned to look out the window seeing the world flash from a city in the night to …. in between tv stations?

A door to my right creeks open and my curiosity gets the better of me, I leave the radio and make my way to the door, opening it I feel a magnetic pull and fall thro-

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“Welcome back we’re here today making a gourmet venison dish, my assistant chef y/n has so graciously prepared all our ingredients.”

I look out to the wall Vox is talking to, I was no longer in my disco outfit, I was in a chef uniform? Looking down my hands were just cutting the vegetables next to me without me even thinking. Vox was preparing the food but I was dazed out… looking past the wall…

“OW!” I yelped, shifting my gaze to my hands when I noticed my hands had been cut…. Multiple times, blinking a bit I realized there were no vegetables…..

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“How long has she been in distress?”

“About 22 minutes doctor.”

“Don’t you worry y/n, we’re gonna fix you all up.”

I had blinked again and suddenly I’m being rushed around in a hospital bed, the bright lights flashing above me imparting my vision a bit, but I could still make out two figures, one with big pigtails and one with… a rectangular head…. The only thing really standing out to me was that… I still had my chef clothes on…

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I’m wheeled into an operating room where they start to wrap up my hands and….. other stab wounds….

“She’s started on some saline doctor.” I hear a British voice state.

“Good good, let’s get these cleaned out.”

I turn my head over to see a radio in a patients room and suddenly my head goes fuzzy again, I close my eyes trying to drown out the noise, but it starts to grow… and grow… in my head, it feels like my brain is vibrating… I need to get out of here, I… I can’t….

“AHHHHHHH!!!” I sit up, starting to rip the operating sheets that where laying on me off, and running out of the room to the outside of the hospital…. And nobody followed me?

I could feel the stab wounds folding in on my body, like an empty hole all over my insides. I ran, and kept running, not even realizing the scenery changing all around me, all I had was one though, I’m getting the fuck away from here.

Looking behind me I noticed I was quite far from the hospital now, so far I couldn’t even see-

“Ow! What the hell y/n?!” Hazel yelled at me, I had bumped into her on her way out of the cafeteria, her chocolate milk carton spilling out all over her outfit.

“Oh what the fuck.” I yelled to nobody in particular, I looked around seeing I was back at Westbork high school.

“Y/n are you feeling okay? The party you and Heather went to must’ve been a rager. You’ve been off all day.” Hattie comforted, putting my hair up with her scruncci.

“Uhm, I gotta go guys.” I said backing away and trying to run out the door when Heather made eye contact with me.

“YOU! You’re a dead girl walking Y/N!!” She screamed and started chasing me. I booked it towards the door, and tried not to look back but Velvet and Valentino where chasing me too now.

“Y/N darling let’s talk, just stay here at school!” Velvet yelled at me reaching her arm out to try and grab me. I could see the door… it’s right there, so close!

I burst through the door trying to gather my bearings. I reached up to wipe my forehead but my hand was all wet.

I was dripping with water and sitting on my bed,

“Y/n? Baby, are you okay?”

I heard from the other room.

“Oh HELL NO.” I screeched and stood up to try and get out through the balcony in our room. Juuuuuust to trip over something… squishy and hard?

“Hey Mamaaaaaa! You tripped on my baby doll!” Mary scolded me. Sitting up I was now lying face down on our living room floor, Sparky licking at my face… the liquor cabinet open and all the bottles smashed. Sitting up with my hands shaking harder than a washing machine with too many clothes in it, I reached for my baby.

“Mary… sweetie, where’s daddy?” I asked her, scared for the answer but needing to know.

“He’s at James’s game remember?” She said holding onto my chest tight and playing with one of my pin curls.

“He’s there right now?” I inquired holding her head close to my chest. I don’t know what the fuck is going on but I know my babies need me to be there for them. “No he just left a few minutes ago, he said he was going to stop at his office to grab his camera before going to the game. Mrs.Gabole is gonna be here in a few minutes to babysit me.” She responded bouncing up and down in my lap, excited for the sweet elderly neighbor to come and hang out with her.

“Not today baby.” I replied picking her up and scooping Sparky under the other arm, I hurried out to the garage grabbing my purse with my car keys in them.

“Awwww why not?” She whines petting sparky while I buckled her up.

“I’ll tell you later, okay?” I kissed her head and shut the door, jumping into the drivers seat and thinking of the quickest way to get to the baseball field.

In my panic I didn’t even realize how fast I was going through all the stop signs and officers blowing their whistles at me.

“Mommy slow down your scaring me!!” Mary shouted from the back. Snapping out of it I took my foot off the gas and turned to console her.

“I’m sorry baby mama’s just worried for Jam-“

“MOMMY” was the last thing I heard before we were rammed by a large produce truck.

There was smoke clouding my vision, I could feel the blood dripping front my forehead, I couldn’t hear Mary anymore…. But when I turned around she wasn’t in her seat… she was stuck in the back window

Stepping out I saw the damage to my car. I walked over to a field near the intersection and laid down. I feel like I’m in this weird dream, all I can hear is ringing… faint voices of officers and the guy I hit and pedestrians… static…. I could see my vision start to go blurry again, grasping the ground beneath me I tried to stay on this plane… I’m done… I don’t wanna do this anymore….. I want my kids….. I want my bed….. I want…. Alastor……

Closing my eyes I succumbed to the feeling just so that I wouldn’t have to fight it anymore, but when I opened my eyes… I had that. I had a blaring headache, as the feeling came back to my body it felt like I was stuck in a lightning storm and my whole body was electrocuted. But out of all the faces stood above me, painted with worry, there was only one I could pick up on…. His pointy ears and sharp smile standing out amongst the rest.

“Hello deer! How are you feeling?” He questioned, his smile never faltering.

Sitting up I looked around, I was back in the hotel, Husk holding a glass of water for me, Angel dust comforting fat nuggets and the grey one calming the princess.

“You were asleep for a loooong time y/n.” Husk said non-cholantly. “Are you okay?” He got closer to me. Taking a deep breath and not feeling like my chest was duct taped closed, I took another panicked look around…

“……….WHAT THE FUCK”

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AN: HEEHEEHEEHEEHEE I LOVED WRITING THIS I HOPE YA’LL LIKE IT TO

MWAHAHAHAHAHGAA IVE LEFT YOU ON A CLIFFHANGER NOW YOU’LL HAVE TO COME BACK FOR PART THREE 😘 SEE YOU THEN!!!

If you can pick up on any of the Easter eggs, (places y/n was, objects, storyline) within this chapter or the last one, leave a comment and you can get a sneak peek for chapter 3 ;)

[brainbleedo]

OkayOkay I just need to get this out of my head and I'm trying to put into words how insane spiral my head is with this but-

I need to hear Lena and Gwen working together, ik Sam mentioned them working together preparing for the minister but also I need to actually listen to them because I know it's going to be full of snarky comments and arguments

They both have different ideas on something? Lena will refuse to budge and Gwen will fight until Lena pulls the 'im your boss' or 'are you even capable of this?' card which will fold her like paper.

Ngl Lena having power over Gwen now will probably drive me a bit insane, like ik she had power before n all with being her boss n shit but now it's just different. Gwen (for whatever reason) needs this job and Lena knows this now, so I don't doubt that the moment Gwen does something she doesn't like or approve of she will threaten her (or worse, question how good she can do)

Mmmmm just brainrot thoughts about them ngl, do with this what you will.

[saotoru]

dude my size difference kink goes CRAZY with re4 leon. he's so broad and tall and i just know that you would feel so tiny next to him, ESPECIALLY if he had you pinned against a wall, towering over you <3 and he can just scoop you up and toss you around with no problem. throwing you on the couch, holding you up against the wall, forcing you into different positions like you weigh nothing

but his hands especially??? DRIVE ME INSANE. his hands are huge, they'd spread across your entire stomach, pinky on one hip and thumb on the other. he'd be able to hold you down with just one hand while he fucks you ruthlessly. his other hand is running through his hair while he grins down at you or gripping your throat, of course <3

and i mean, goes without saying, his cock is huge. and he loves to just lay it against your lower stomach to show you how deep it's gonna go, just to see the fear in your glazed-over and needy eyes. he'll reassure you, "i know you can take it baby, i'll make it fit" while he grinds against your clit before just sliiiiiding in sooooo slow, letting you feel every inch. "oh, i know, it's so big in your little body. stretching you out so much, i know. shhh, it's okay, just keep taking it" while you wince and whine as he splits you in half 🩷🩷🩷🩷

(transmasc anon btw hey there 👋 i should probably take an anon title at this point lmao)

hi hi nonnie :3 UGH YOURE SO REAL & especially being short (5’2) im so shamelessly obsessed with being smaller than my faves and leon is no exception <33

this is so scrummy and sub!leon with a size kink would be so :((((( being the one to reassure him that it’ll fit <3 he looks so nervous when he lays his thick cock on top of your tummy, all heavy and hard and leaking. it looks so big compared to you–reaches all the way to your belly button. leon’s about to protest, say he doesn’t want to hurt you, but when you palm him, over the top of him–he can’t find the words to tell you to stop. he twitches against you, even more so when you tell i want you– you’re perfect. it’ll fit, i promise sweet boy. ugh and when he makes your tummy bulge !!!🥺 mouth hanging open and drooling, putting an equally big hand over your tummy and asking is that me? it feels so good when he presses down on himself and now he’s addicted to stuffing you full all the time </3 coughs sobs and throws up ORRRR spoon fucking w him :( his chest is so broad against your back, the weight of his arm around your neck and his thick cock being kept warm inside you makes it sooo hard to breathe because you’re just so full of him :((( sleepy slow lazy thrusts because he’s too tired to try n make you cum he just wants to feel you close ugh mmmmm <//3

[evansbby]

ahhh my shift was WRETCHED, so i came home and crashed, but okay so;

the dilf came in like times before, its like a diner type situation, so people come alone a lot, and he actually got sat in my section this time, and he was like lowks flirting with me the entire time, im talkin some:

me: “so did you decide on what you wanted to order”

him: “any chance youre on the menu?”

me: *giggling like a school girl cause hes so hot*

like its corny stuff but its SOOO yummy, so he was doing that and i was supposed to clock out like within the hour, and he asked about my shift and stuff, and we were just talking, and i told him when i was off, and i hoped my managers wouldnt keep me longer, and he took his TIME eating his food, like he asked for the check, and then ate so slowlu, he fs timed it so hed finish when i got off, and i told him my replacements taking over, yadda yadda yadda, and he was like “great:)” and i get off, and hes gone😞 BUT two days later, he comes in again, while im working, he ASKED for my section and i was like 😟😟😟.

so the entire time, flirting again 😼 im like actually ab to suck his dick the entire time hes there, cause holey fuckin moley, but he asks what time im off, and im like “oh like 7:45 tonight, hopefully, not any later” it was a semi busy day, and my managers must hate me, cause they always keep me WAY longer then im scheduled, so then hes like “well, i was wondering if i could take you to go eat after your off” and i STUMBLED SO BAD GUYS, i COULDNT SPEAK, i was BEING A FOOL. but i said yes! and so i ended up staying later than my shift, he came at 7:45 and i felt bad for making him wait, cause he sat on the little bench thats where the hostess stand is waiting for me, and ugh lemme tell ya. im a suxker for a man in boots. he had on a TIGHT ass black shirt, JEANS, AND BOOTS, i was salivating.

and then like i get off, i applogize for making him wait. and CHAT HE CALLED ME BABY, “its okay baby, i know you gotta work, it did get busy when i showed up” i was in complete distress, panties were wet, mouth was drooling, eyes saying fuck me at this man basically, anywho, so we go to this 24hr taco joint thats not too far from where i work, we go in his car, and he drives the NICEST chevelle 67 supersport. LEMME TELL YOU, i creamed my pants when i saw this car. but okay, so we ddint even make it inside, the parking lots dead, he parked to the side so we wernt out of view, but you really didnt bother looking over in the direction we were in.

so he MAKES A MOVE, and i am NOT denying, he like grabbed my hand cause i got this ring that really looks like an engagemnet ringa nd it fits on my ring finger but guys i swear its just a ring i found at my okd job and kept because no one claimed it. and he asked about the ring, so i tell him the story, and he startd playing with the ring, (he has big ass hands. hes like 6’.) then he like kisses my hand and im like DYING. this man is SO FINE. and he like starts kissing up my arm. and guys, im a goth girly, so my inner morticia adams is SCREAMING, and he just like grabs my head and we start making out, and it got INTENSE. we kept making out, his hand wanders, next thing ya know im riding his dick and its not like “oh hes 8 inches so girthy insane dick” nah he had the NICEST dick tho, like 6 is inches, girthy, but not insane, and it was mmmmm. but anywho theres so much more to spill so if you want moreee lmk:P

GIRL WHAT IS WITH YALL AND RUSHING OVER THE SPICY PARTS?!? 🥲🥲🥲😭😭😭 like you really edged me with this girly you did the build up so nice and detailed and then the spicy part comes and goes in like two sentences at the end 😭😭😭 EVERY SINGLE TIME BAHAHAHAH (it’s ok if you don’t wanna elaborate on that part loool im just kidding hehe)

BUT ANYWAYS BESTIE I love this for you and I love how you wrote it like you’re so funny girl the sense of humour is humouring fr!!! I LOVE THAT HE SHOT HIS SHOT RIGHT THEN AND THEREE like he came back for you and then asked you out AHHH okay miss y/n!!! Also him calling you baby is CRAZY like I would’ve also melted on the SPOT!

ALSO KISSING UP YOUR HAND AND ARM WOULDVE KILLED ME TOOOO OMFG THAT IS JUST UGH IT WOULDVE GIVEN ME BUTTERFLIES YALL ARE REALLY OUT HERE EXPERIENCED SMOOTH AF SEXY DILF MEN FR 😭😭😭 I TRULY LOVE THIS FOR YOU!

AND YOU SAY THERE IS MORE TO SPILL??? SPILLLLLL PLS BESTIE I AM DYING TO KNOW MORE!!!

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This man drives me insane, just looking at those glowing blue eyes....MMMMM!

WHOOOOOOOO LORDY! He can shock me anytime! hehe 👀🥵😜😂