#mad dogs (uk)

[aisforinterval]

I JUST REMEMBERED THE TELEVISION PROGRAM "MAD DOGS" EXISTED AND IT JUMPSCARED THE FUCK OUT OF ME BECAUSE I WAS LIKE "WHY WAS I TALKING ABOUT MAD DOG BACK IN 2014

AND NOW IM IN A RABBIT HOLE SO UH

DOES ANYONE HAVE THAT ONE PROMO IMAGE FROM THE SHOW WITH THE CAR IN THE SWIMMING POOL, I AM LOSING MY MIND TRYING TO FIND IT

[modmad]

I know that you got that cool hybrid fursona by tumbl vote (Our Fursona) and the hyena does make sense for you but I have to stick my oar in and say you are to me the most fox coded person. maybe the Only True fox coded person bc you are so damned cunning with the foreshadowing and pun drops in your comic but also you are so Silly and go zoomies with new media you love AND you excude the pleased wiggles and crazy sound effects and still have Very pointy teeth that tug my heart feelings. so yea.

:O !!!

;v; compliment/extra fursona designation accepted

[whisperthelocalcrypticbastard]

whumptober day 16

amongst all these villains, I will be a friend (632 words) by Whisper Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Mad Dogs (UK TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Quinn Paterson & Lyod Baxter & Steve Woods & Rick Heston Characters: Quinn Paterson, Lloyd Baxter, Steve Woods, Rick Heston Additional Tags: Angst, Whump, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Platonic Cuddling, Hugging, Crying, Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Hurt/Comfort Series: Part 17 of Whispers Whump (2024) Summary: prompt: hostile environment They needed this. title: villains - luca fogale

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

Deep Purple - Mad Dog

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

LABEL MATES ON CLAY -- THE HOME OF BURNING ANGER & HEAVY METAL PUNK.

PIC INFO: Spotlight on the culmination of the ENGLISH DOGS supporting DISCHARGE on a British tour in 1983, with the former signing to Clay Records in the same year and releasing the 6 track EP titled "Mad Punx And English Dogs" in July 1983. A record advert for both groups.

PIC(S) #2 & 3: Record adverts for the band's "Never Again" (1981) & "Born to Die in the Gutter" (1984) 7 inch vinyl singles, also released under the Clay label.

Dis nightmare still @$!*#&% continues!!

Sources: www.picuki.com/media/2203906038607853546 (Picuki 3x).

[alpha-mag-media]

Chris ‘Mad Dog’ Russo yells ‘strike me down’ in ‘best meltdown ever’ as First Take fans laugh ‘my ears need therapy’ | 5W93N34 | 2024-01-04 10:08:01 | January 04, 2024 at 11:08AM

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First Take’s Mad Dog has Stephen A. Smith falling over with laughter after on-air meltdown as fans gasp ‘I’m in tears’ | In Trend Today

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[fjordfolk]

see what i mean

this sheltie has that male dumb frat boy expression. classic show sable, cant be mad

[onlyangel4]

unexpected. SMAU. LH44. part one.

lewis hamilton x tattoo artist! reader

in which reader is the last person someone you expect to find in the paddock and that is what makes him drawn to you. or lando's tattoo artist friend visits the paddock to tattoo zak brown after the miami gp win and the internet goes mad.

warnings- cursing

part 2

main faceclaim is ryan ashley malarkey

y/ntattoos posted two stories

story one written: lando keeps on trying to get me to wear papaya.

story two written: because apparently my current outfit is not "race ready"

f1wags

liked by user 4, f1fan7, landofan3 and 52,318 others

f1wags: a new face was spotted in the mclaren hospitality suite. admin snapped this picture and then watched as the woman took a picture. admin asked the other woman in the picture who the girl was she explained it was y/n y/ln and then rushed off. who is this girl?

landofan3: admin i would have expected you to know that. this is@.y/ntattoos she is best friends with lando's cousin jenna and has known lando since he was born. her being in the paddock makes me think that zak is getting that tattoo.

user4: whoever she is i hope she isn't a wag, the face tattoos are a bit much

user7: she is just a tattoo artist not a wag don't worry

f1fan7: omg y/n is in the paddock, zak brown better run

user10: who is she?

f1fan7: one of the best tattoo artists in the uk, celebrities fly to london just to get tattooed by her. she is the artist behind harry styles' fern tattoos and she did rhianna's hand tattoos.

user23: so idk really know who she is but did you guys see the video of the other drivers when she walked past with lando. i stg lewis almost broke is neck and daniel's jaw dropped.

mclaren posted two stories tagging y/ntattoos

story one written: the artist

story two written: the art

y/ntattoos

liked by landonorris, danielricciardo, lewishamilton and 923,459 others

y/ntattoos: so i have noticed that since i was pictured in the paddock and posted on mclaren socials i have gained a lot of followers so i thought i should introduce myself to all the new people on my page.

hi! i'm y/n, i have been tattooing since i was eighteen (seventeen years). i specialize in ornate jewelry pieces but i do love all aspects of tattooing. i am a dog mum to a five year old pomeranian called lilith.

i know the question on all of your minds is "why the fuck was she in the paddock", the simple answer is that i have known lando since the day he was born as i am best friends with his cousin @.jennanorris and when he won in miami he called me and asked me to do the honors of tattooing one zak brown (who didn't cry like i thought he would)

anyways it is lovely to make your acquaintance and remember to congratulate lando on his podium.

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user12: she really said, if you are going to talk shit about me online then at least get to know me first

user32: shit she is talented

lewishamilton: roscoe would love to meet lilith sometime

y/ntattoos: i'm sure that could be arranged

user16: go on lewis get yourself a hot tattooed girlfriend. we believe in you.

user29: idk still don't like the idea of her being around the drivers. she has bad influence written all over her.

user16:she is 35 you teenagers need to leave this grown woman alone

mclaren: we expect to see you back in the paddock when oscar takes his first win

y/ntattoos: yes boss

landonorris: i was dissapointed, wanted to see zak cry like a baby

y/ntattoos: well you won't even let me tattoo you. so maybe you are the baby

user4: i love her already

[totallyhextra]

People? In MY computer?? It's more likely than you think!

The following is a fanvertisment and is not connected to the show. ****Yet.*** *Also yes, this is the fourth time I'm posting this because TUMBLR WONT LET ME EDIT SPELLING MISTAKES!

ANYWAY,

Once upon a time, back in 1987, Dire Straits put out this music video for “Money for Nothing”, which, as you know, was a song about wanting my MTV. 

The video was made by two guys (Gavin Blair and Ian Pearson) on a very moody computer. After the video went out, these two guys went to a pub:

Ian: “Hey, we should make a whole show like this!”

Gavin: “Dude, making three minutes almost killed us.”

And so it was decided!🎉

The two guys were joined by two other guys (Phil Mitchell and John Grace) and created the Hub, which then became Mainframe Entertainment. They got even more people, and then they all holed up in this hotel.

They were mad lads with a dream: a whole cgi animated show, and they made it happen a whole year before Toy Story!

Behold! ReBoot!

(Yes that fever dream was real)

Now before I get any of this:

Let me lay this down. If you can’t with the animation of the first season because it was CUTTING EDGE IN 1994, you can close your eyes and listen to it. ReBoot wasn’t just a CGI gimmick. The characters are fully developed, the voice actors are peerless, the plot is sharp, and there’s so many easter eggs that you’ll never find them all.

Never

(And yes the episode "Bad Bob" was the actual catalyst for Fury Road. Look it up)

ReBoot is about what life is like in a computer (in the 90s, because it was the 90s) called Mainframe (because of course it is). People are sprites, the guys that look like 1s and 0s are binomes (which represent 1s and 0s). Bad guys are viruses, and the good guy is a Guardian named Bob, who is a certified cinnamon roll.

In the first season the eps are light and self-contained, mainly because there was constant friction between the Mainframe studios and the Board of Standards and Practices.

They still got away with some pretty dark stuff, like Megabyte (virus) making Enzo (the kid) watch his dog get sliced open (dog got away, obviously) , Dot (sprite) have a hallucinatory breakdown, and the fridge horror of realizing the thousands of worm things (nulls) that plunged off a bridge to their death were actually people.

And Hex's (virus

best girl) scary face single-handedly traumatized an entire generation. 🙂

But busting through a window was a no go, because WhAt If tHe cHiLdReN dID iT tOo?

Anyway, halfway through the second season, ABC cut them loose, so they were like, fuck it, we’re going to start going hard. The story shifted from episodic to arcs and things start to get serious.

Third season the show moved to YTV in Canada, which gave no fucks about shielding the innocent children.

So it got DARK

How dark?

The UK refused to show the entire season, so the audience there had to wait until pirated copies made it across the pond to see how it ended.

Also by 1997, the animation was gorgeous. (Best example of third season animation I could think of that didn't have spoilers)

The show was green-lit for a fourth season on Cartoon Network, but halfway through production Warner Bros took over and the same fucking thing happened.

Because Mainframe was halfway done, they decided not to scrap all of it, but knowing they wouldn't be able to finish it correctly, Mainframe stripped anything that would hint at Season Four's true ending, then left what remained on a cliff-hanger of angst.

FOR 22 YEARS

(It's also why the last four eps of season four seem to make no sense)

And so it was.

Other crap happened, the soul left Mainframe, and its animated corpse spat out “The Guardian Code” in 2018. 

But never say die! The year is (almost) 2024, 30 years later. ReBoot shall rise from the dead, because here come the documentary!!

Do you dare see what you’ve been missing?

What the (UK) government doesn’t want you to know?? 

Then come on down to ReBoot!

We got:

Magnificent bastards with sexy voices!

(Tony Jay at his best)

Kickass women who could probably crush your head with their thighs and you’d enjoy it!

Innuendos in a kid's show!

💗 This adorable cinnamon roll!! 💗

Insane third season glow-ups!

YOUR NEW GOD

These guys!

(Gay roller-skating binome is my boi. I named him Jerry)

Nonstop cultural refs (You'll never find them all. Never.)

(There are literally videos dedicated to trying)

So many computer puns!

Body Horror!

Existential Crisis!

HAVE I MENTIONED YOUR NEW GOD?

This is it, folks! The real thing, the gem hidden in the moose-filled forests of Canadia!🌲🌲🌲

Take a trip inside a mid-90’s computer!

See the World Wide Web! (omg):

Witness the original purple Gamecubes that randomly fall from the sky when the owner of the computer (OUR GOOD LORD THE USER) wants to play a game. If it lands on people and they lose, they dissolve into mindless energy leeches, fated to tormented by their former bretheren for all of eternity.

Just like in real life! 🙃

So watch the eps! They on YouTube!

I think they're on Pluto, Hulu, Sling, and Tubi too! Also DVDs for people who have the patience to wait for them!

WATCH! BELIEVE! SUFFER THE SOUL-CRUSHING RAGE OF THE SEASON 4 CLIFF-HANGER!* (come on, its fun!)*

HYPE THE DOC!

The more people hype, the better the chances of actually getting it finished.

NOW SHARE THIS WITH EVERYONE!

And now I will leave you with this screenshot from the ep "Painted Windows", where dicks can clearly be seen drawn upon the wall behind the fleeing anthropomorphized television.

(PS: If you heard the clown pic at the top of the page in your head, you're welcome)

IMPORTANT UPDATE

This message is now approved by Gavin Blair! He's an awesome guy. Show him some love on TWITTER (fuck you musk) at @TheRealMrSweary Also, if you want to share this with non-tumblr friends, here is my attempt at a webpage version:

theseventhstarprojects.com/REBOOT.html

[bapple117]

Velvette Slang Masterlist: for the fandom

A gift from a humble Brit to anyone (not from the UK) wanting to write Velv convincingly ~

Hello you wayward sinner!

Are you looking to write Velvette into a fan fiction, comic, roleplay or something else? Would you like to make her sound legit but you have no idea about British (or indeed, South London) slang? FEAR NOT! I, Bapple, am here to hold your hand and guide you through the wonderful world of British slang so you can have fun making Velv sound legit. Let's proceed!

Not all of this will be limited to the UK, of course, and it's not an exhaustive list of ALL British slang either - it's just the kind of things Velv WOULD say as someone from South London.

Insults

For men: bastard, prick, wanker, knob, dickhead, wankstain, bellend, git, tosser, sod, cock, pillock, numpty, codger (means old man)

For women: bint, bitch, slag, wench, slut, tart, trollop, scrub

For anyone: arsehole, arse, twat, sket, muppet, minger (means ugly), bugger, gobshite, cretin

The absolute worst thing you can call someone else is cunt - this is very strong and isn't used in casual conversation, unless you are in VERY informal company, in which case it's thrown around like it's nothing at all. (Come here you cheeky cunt - playful)

Terms of Endearment

Babes, hun, luv, darlin', sweetheart, mate, sweetie, mucker, pal, blud, fam, dear, dearie, honey

Eg: "Alright babes? How's it going darlin?'"

British people often use insults affectionately, too, especially with close friends as a way to tease / banter. (You silly sod, you useless prick, you cheeky git, you daft muppet, etc)

Slang Words

Drunk: trollied, smashed, pissed, wasted, legless, hammered, sloshed, battered, bladdered, merry, shitfaced, arseholed, plastered, lashed

Good: banging, well good, mint, the dogs bollocks, ace, blinding, cracking, brill, fab, neat, beast, fresh, hench, jokes (that's jokes innit), lush, peng (good looking), sick, wicked, peak, wavy

Bad: grim, naff, shite, shit, crap, tat (useless old tat), minging, rank, dry, nasty, humming (means gross)

Pleased: chuffed, buzzing, tickled pink, sorted (I'm sorted mate)

Annoyed: gutted, miffed, pissed off, fucked off, fuming, raging, ticked off, well annoyed, bovvered (used more sarcastically eg: I aint bovvered), vexed

Curses

Bollocks, fucking hell, bloody hell, bugger, piss off, any of the insults used above

Other random words

Bare = a lot of (eg bare money)

Chirpsing, grafting = flirting

Garms = clothes

Lips = kiss (are you tryna lips me?)

Peng ting = good looking person / high quality thing

Standard = of course, yeah no duh (Yeah that's standard mate.)

Tight = cheapskate (Don't be so bloody tight!)

Yard = your house (Come over to my yard)

Banter = conversation that's funny, casual, playful (S'just banter innit)

Convo, chinwag, chat = conversation

Defo = short for definite (Oh he's defo up to something)

Other random phrases

Are you taking the mick? = are you mocking me?

Stop faffing around = be serious and stop messing about

That's mad = wow, I can't believe what you just said or that's amazing

Allow it = just leave it, it's no big deal (Whatever mate, allow it)

Other helpful pointers

When British people (who talk like Velv) swear angrily we do so many times in a whole sentence and add a lot of qualifiers, eg:

"Fuck off you fucking prick, you absolute fucking useless arsehole!"

"Don't piss me off babes or I'll fucking end your shitty little life!"

Making a crude observation about something nearly always a curse in-front of it, eg:

"That's fucking rank."

"It was fucking buzzing mate!"

The Magical Use of Innit:

Innit is a wonderful word that can be used everywhere, especially for someone from South London. It basically means "isn't it?" but it has MANY uses. It can be used to mean an agreement, like "I know right?"

"That was well good innit"

"He's a right twat" - response: "INNIT!"

"It's fuckin grim in here" - "Innit mate"

Adding "well" to words

That was well good - that was well bad - that was well grim

(You get the idea)

That's about it for now!

If I think of anything else I will edit this masterlist and if anyone has any questions please feel free to pop them in my inbox. Happy writing!

[apoloadonisandnarcissus]

Conjuring Nosferatu: Robert Eggers shares the eight films that inspired his remake of “Nosferatu” (2024)

“It’s a world of Gothic Romance, fairy tales, and folklore, made by filmmakers with a passion to transport the audience to another time, another place, and another way of thinking and believing.” Robert Eggers reveals the list of other films (besides 1922 “Nosferatu”) that influenced his version of “Nosferatu” at Lincoln Center

Archie Mayo | Svengali | 1931 (USA)

A dark and seductive tale of obsession and manipulation. A talented young singer falls under the spell of the sinister musician Svengali. As Svengali's influence over the singer grows, he begins to control every aspect of her life, leading to a dramatic and terrifying climax.

Jean Cocteau | La Belle et la Bête (Beauty and the Beast) | 1946 (France)

Belle’s father is sentenced to death for picking a rose from Beast’s garden. Belle offers to go back to the Beast in her father’s place. Beast falls in love with her and tests her by letting her return home but telling her that if she doesn’t return to him within a week, he will die of grief.

David Lean | Great Expectations | 1946 (UK)

Orphan Pip discovers through lawyer Mr. Jaggers that a mysterious benefactor wishes to ensure that he becomes a gentleman. Reunited with his childhood patron, Miss Havisham, and his first love, the beautiful but emotionally cold Estella, he discovers that the elderly spinster has gone mad from having been left at the altar as a young woman, and has made her charge into a warped, unfeeling heartbreaker.

Thorold Dickinson | The Queen of Spades | 1949 (UK)

Countess Ranevskaya, an elderly woman sold her soul to the Devil in order to always win at cards. Captain Herman Suvorin, an embittered Russian soldier, becomes obsessed with discovering her secret and also finds himself smitten by her beautiful young companion, Lizaveta Ivanova. As Suvorin gets closer to the truth, his quest takes an unforgettably eerie turn.

Yakov Bazelyan and Sergei Parajanov | Andriesh | 1954 (Soviet Union)

The evil sorcerer Black Whirlwind kidnaps the flock of a young shepherd boy, Andriesh, along with his beloved talking sheep, Miora, and his loyal dog, Lupar. Heartbroken, Andriesh embarks on a journey to rescue them. He receives a magical flute as a gift from the warrior Vainovan, which is meant to guide him to the castle of Black Whirlwind, who despises all living things.

Jack Clayton | The Innocents | 1961 (USA; UK)

In Victorian England, the uncle of orphaned niece Flora and nephew Miles hires Miss Giddens as governess to raise the children at his estate with total independence and authority. Soon after her arrival, Miss Giddens comes to believe that the spirits of the former governess Miss Jessel and valet Peter Quint are possessing the children. Miss Giddens decides to help the children to face and exorcise the spirits.

Yuri Ilyenko | Vechir na Ivana Kupala (The Eve of Ivan Kupalo) | 1968 (Soviet Union)

Petro is a modest farmhand living in an impoverished village in some unspecified long-ago era. He wants to marry the lovely Pidorka, but her stern father won’t hear of it. The mischievous demon Basavriuk, offers a deal, enticing Petro into crime for the sake of fortune. Based on Nikolai Gogol’s short story “The Eve of Ivan Kupala” (“St John’s Eve”) and Ukrainian folk tales.

Djordje Kadijevic | Leptirica (The She-Butterfly) | 1973 (Yugoslavia)

Based on a revered classic of Serbian nineteenth-century literature, the short story “After Ninety Years” by Milovan Glisic. Its hero is Strahinya, a poor lad in rural Serbia who falls in love with the local landowner's daughter: in order to prove himself worthy of her love, he has to spend a night in an accursed mill. It is said that a vampire is sucking the blood of unfortunate mill men, thereby bringing the village to the verge of famine

[whisperthelocalcrypticbastard]

Mad Dogs Cuddle Pile

mess in the kitchen (3100 words) by Whisper Chapters: 1/2 Fandom: Mad Dogs (UK TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Quinn Paterson & Lloyd Baxter & Chris "Woody" Wood & Rick Heston Characters: Quinn Paterson, Lloyd Baxter, Chris "Woody" Wood, Rick Heston Additional Tags: Sharing a Bed, Literal Sleeping Together, Angst, Trauma, the boys have issues, Season 1, Hurt/Comfort, Emotionally Repressed, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Nightmares, Psychological Trauma, Murder Summary: It's been tough on all of them. That's all.

[betaphannie]

My dnp 2025 predictions

Dnp leave twitter for good when another rpf tournament happens there and phan doesn't win

They mention Hannibal and the tumblr phannies get excited but the twitter phannies cancel them for promoting cannibalism. #phannibalism trends.

They do some interview for the uk leg/some other project and the interviewer calls them husbands to their face and neither of them react to it

We get a basement reveal! From a single blurry corner phannies catch a glimpse of something that oddly resembles a sex swing

The April Fools prank is a video titled "the wedding you've been waiting for" In it, the pheal and golden pig get married

They get a cat, but they name it Dog and only refer to it as the Dog. Any attempts to correct them fall on deaf ears.

Dan and Phil say something about ndas and say the phrase "the sex is mid." Phannies go mad trying to find out if they know about the nda threesome post

A popular drag queen dresses as the both of them and they sue her 😔

At the last tit show sister daniel flashes her ass to the audience. #PhassAtTIT trends.

I get shot point blank by the both of them in the back of the skull

[headingalaxys-spicy]

Hi! You would be the most amazing person in the world if you accepted this writing request! But also, I completely understand if you don't feel like writing this. /gen

I would super love if you wrote (spicy) dominant pirate captain England capturing fem!reader (or regular America if you would rather do M×M) and taking the reader back to his ship to keep her as his prisoner/pet/whatnot. Bonus points for him wearing gloves and him calling the reader "love."

It's so hard to find top!Arthur and UKUS fanfictions. This would mean the world to me! Whether you decide to write this request or not, thank you!

⭐️I hope you enjoy this ⭐️

Double Feature Post it’s both a UKUS fic and a Pirate! UK x Chubby Fem reader that’s spicy af . (well the fem reader is more sweet love making than anything else but still spice sooooo)

‼️🚨Viewer Discretion Advised this is a A SPICE POST🚨‼️

Alfred had just reached another dead end in the maze of tunnels that he hoped would keep him away from the psychopathic pirate. He hated him with every ounce of his being. He’s taken away his peaceful life, friends, & his beloved cat. He’d never forgive him for that. 

“Where are you, my beloved pet? Aren’t you hungry?” The crazed pirate's voice echoed against the narrow walls, a stark reminder of his madness. 

The sound of his voice grated against Alfred's ears. He couldn’t stand this man's arrogance. It made Alfred angrier, and his blood began to boil. He tried to steady his bloody hands as he tried to find another way out. He could hear the numerous footsteps getting closer. He began to pick up his pace again through another corridor as silently as he could without tipping the pirates off. 

“Ha. Ha. How cute.” He’s caught wind of Alfred's location through the walls. It was like trapping a scared mouse in a maze. Arthur sends a few of his men towards the opposing end of the corridor to corner him. 

The hairs on Alfred's neck began to stand at attention. He could sense the danger closing in. It felt as though an anvil had been dropped in his stomach. Numerous footsteps filled his ears. He reached the end of his rope when he bumped into one of his men. It wasn’t long before he’d been hog-tied & being carried back to the pirate captain's ship. 

Once there, the torture would begin. Arthur snapped his fingers, and the henchmen tore off his clothes like a hungry pack of dogs. 

“Augh, no, you awful bastards!” He does his best to squirm and break free from their grips. 

Arthur slowly walked up to his defenseless plaything. His grin gleamed in the late afternoon sky. Pure schadenfreude. 

He swiftly catches the sandy blonde's chin in his gloved hand. 

Alfred wanted to try and kick that damned smirk off his face. When he tried, his leg was quickly caught. 

“Oh, my precious pet~ Excited to see me & play, are we?” Alfred saw his green eyes glimmer with mischief. 

“I have a name Jackass!” Arthurs's grin only grew wider. He snapped his fingers once more & his men swiftly got to work, chaining his arms, legs, neck, & abdomen to the ground. 

Arthur's famished verdant eyes fired up veins & cock that was becoming excited that he’d found his captive at last. The damned pirates made sure to spread his legs wide open. Arthur knew Alfred was relatively dumb, and he knew he’d have a huge cock. He was right. 

Alfred hated how the cold, dirty metal felt on his skin and open wounds. He hated how this damned pirate made him feel worthless and weak. Even his manhood had been chained with a purity lock. Alfred tried to keep his attention on the early evening sky painted deep orange, pink, and purple. The sunlight was fading fast, just like his hope that he could escape the torture that was about to happen next. Alfred could hear the rattling of a box from somewhere on the ship. 

Arthur walked closer to his precious pet, lying on the hardwood and avoiding eye contact. Arthur had two items in his hands: a lemon and a knife. He instantly cut the lemon in two. Arthur wasted no time squeezing the juice onto Alfred’s open wounds. 

“Ahhhh! AHHH! STOP …ugh! AHHH!” 

Alfred’s shrieks of agony filled the sadistic pirates' ears with glee. All of his men simply watched onward as if it was a play. This was a typical day for them. 

Arthur dragged this out for a few minutes. His ego & dick began to rise from the pleasure of causing pain. He loved Alfred’s cries for mercy. Once he was done, he threw the completely dry lemon slices overboard. As they splashed into the sea, Alfred swallowed hard. He was dreading what was going to happen next. 

Arthur had flung his dagger close enough to Alfred’s face to thinly cut it. Some crimson came dripping out. He bent down close to Alfred’s face meeting it with that same damned grin. 

‘Damn him! Damn him! Damn him!’ Was all he could think on repeat in his mind. 

He could once again feel his leather-gloved hand on his face. He hated the sensation. 

“Now. Who’s going to be a good boy?” He asked patronizingly. 

“I don’t know who the fuck you think you’re talking to! “ He tried to rile himself up. Stay strong and play the hero. 

Arthur simply rises up slowly. The atmosphere was even more ominous than before. Arthur had pulled out his spellbook and flipped to the spell he was searching for. 

Alfred suddenly began to feel lightheaded and dizzy. 

‘What the fuck is going on?’ All he could see within his blurred vision was a green glow that emanated beneath his body. Some sparks floated upwards. It felt as though all the veins in his body were being drained of blood. It was all being concentrated to his cock. 

“Augh…nnnnn..stop..you-” 

Thin strings of light attached themselves to his engorged cock, making him feel a swirl of pleasure and pain. Alfred let out a tormented groan and drew in heavy breaths as he wanted some relief. 

Like a twisted puppet master, he tugged at each string slowly to make sure every muscle could feel the tightness controlling it. Alfred’s penis was begging for release but wasn’t able to do so. Between the purity lock gripping his balls, the strings, & needle that expanded within it made it impossible to ejaculate…unless Arthur allowed him to do so. 

“So tell me pet….Who’s the jackass?” 

Alfred didn’t respond. He didn’t want that pirate to win. He didn’t want to give him any satisfaction. 

Arthur moved his pinky finger & Alfred’s man meat closest to the bottom gripped him tighter. A tortured grunt leaves Alfred, but nothing more. 

Arthur begins to circle Alfred like a ravenous lion. It is filled with nothing but pride and desire. 

He was going to break Alfred down if it was the last thing he did. 

“What’s wrong, love?” He says menacingly, wiggling his ring finger, which wasn’t controlling the strings. He could tell that Alfred wasn’t all the way coherent. He aggressively wiggled his ring finger, which had the strings and was a little higher on his penis than the last. 

Alfred let out an ear-piercing scream. Some on land could hear him cry out. His breathing became fast-paced once again. His cock was beseeching the sky for release. Arthur’s pace picked up, wondering how much longer it would take for Alfred to break finally. 

He proceeded to use his middle finger, raising it to the air. Alfred could feel his pained Johnson rise to meet the command. The pain intensified. All he could do was let out a gasp. He tried to wriggle against his chains but to no avail. It was like being in sleep paralysis. Alfred’s eyes were wide open to bear witness to the sensual torture. 

“Will you finally obey me?”

Alfred simply glared at the pirate in response. 

Arthur proceeded to move his middle finger around wildly. This caused the middle of Alfred’s dick to move from side to side. This was especially difficult since his dick was distended beyond belief.  

Another loud yell came from Alfred’s lungs. 

Arthur loved the agony, lust, & desire to have release that mixed in his eyes like a raging sea storm. The rising inclination in his pants soared as high as a seabird taking off from a coast. He let his eyes wander down to the feast that was Alfred’s cock. He licked his lips. He tossed aside his book, hat, and coat aggressively. He lowered himself over Alfred’s body. Arthur looked at him in the eyes. Blue and green clashed. 

“Oh, my lovely pet~ let me help you feel okay.” He cooed at him mockingly before he claimed Alfred’s lips. Arthur's aroused cock met with his like two swords. This heightened Arthur’s pleasure. It made him want more. It was nothing in size compared to his. However, this fact excited him more. 

Arthur’s tongue was invasive to Alfred, but he couldn’t fight back. He was frozen solid with a schlong that couldn’t have it’s sweet release. After moments of making out, he left Alfred’s lips and began concentrating on his neck. A shiver ran down Alfred’s spine. The amount of force he used with his teeth terrified him of what would happen next. He kissed and bit his way down Alfred’s chiseled body. He occasionally licked one of his wounds or scratches that tasted like lemon juice. He savored it mixed in with the blood.  

Alfred’s eyes twitched at the conflicting sensations. He hated how they felt, but he hated it more when a warm and wet tendon playfully tantalized his dick. He wanted to kick him. He wanted to move. He wanted to scream. But he could do none of that because he was Arthur’s plaything. 

Arthur’s mouth could only encase the top of Alfred’s cock since he’d become so large. He had fun swirling his tongue around the top of his cock like it was a tasty lollipop. During this, he’s cupped his balls and played with them as if they were marbles. 

‘He can get massive. I can’t wait to have more fun with him in my bedroom.’ 

Arthur’s lips then gripped the tip of Alfred’s cock, and his tongue searched for the needle keeping his seed in. Once it found the needle, his tongue expertly fished it out. He jerked his head back. 

Alfred’s cum had spattered everywhere. The stream had used the force of a whale spitting water from its blowhole. Arthur wiped his face from the excessive semen. 

He snapped his fingers again, and his crew cleaned up the ordeal. 

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OKAY! This is where the other feature begins this is the Cute Chubby Fem! Reader part of the ask. So Enjoy. 

Duck had finally settled in, and you’d managed to escape the town you’d lived in, which burned to the ground. The reddish-orange glow in the distance made your heart sink. Everything you loved, everything you knew was being disintegrated into ash. All you could do was cry amidst the screams for help, agony, & despair. You allowed your body, which felt like it had been filled with lead, to be supported by the oak tree that was behind you. You slid down slowly as the copious amount of tears began to flow. Your cries joined the chorus of that of your burning towns. A cacophony of misery. 

This was the melody of the malicious pirate who’d sought you out. 

“Oh love….are you okay? You didn't need to be with those worthless peasants anyway.” Like what you’d see in a nightmare that’s come true, the tall blonde pirate materialized through the flames. 

“No…NO! Please go away!” Your pleas didn’t halt him in his tracks. 

“Oh, what’s the matter love? Afraid?” That question was filled with condescension.

He crouched down to get a better view of your face. You quickly looked away, and you weakly shouted out. 

“Get. Away!” You began to tremble and hyperventilate some. You didn’t understand why he wouldn’t just leave you alone. 

You heard him chuckle darkly in amusement. 

“Not going to happen, my dear.” He hoisted you up over his shoulder with ease. He began to head back to his pirate ship, where he’d have his way with you all through the night. 

He slammed your heavy body onto the bed. Arthur loved the way your stomach undulated along with his bed. Tears were still spilling from your face. It muddled your vision. All you knew was that you felt the bed shift with his weight being added. You were too paralyzed with fear to move, and he maneuvered himself on top of you. 

“Your body is so soft & comfortable Y/N.” 

You could only whimper in response. You were confused about how he even knew your name. You turned your head away. You didn’t want to look at the man that had captured you. 

“OOOOOOOH love~ don’t look away.” His black-gloved hand reached for your perfectly round face. He looked at you directly in your lovely (eye color) orbs. His hand wiped some of the tears away. He was surprisingly gentle. Arthur began to caress your supple love handles gently. You began to feel the heat from his budding erection on your soft stomach. 

Trembling still, you managed to ask….

“Ho…How did you know my name? I’ve never met you before.” 

“You used to own that delightful bakery, right? You and your two workers made all the best-baked goods and sweets. I’d watched you for a long time while in disguise ….of course …and” He gripped your sides tighter as if you’d slip away from him in an instant. 

“I couldn’t bare to lose you to the men who frequented your shop. They flirted with you and put you in harm's way. I hated how the oogled you like hungry wolves. I hated how they’d stare at your perfectly plump body. I wanted every roll, crevace, & love handle to be mine. All just for me. None of them could treat you as well as I could.” 

Arthur took a moment to take in your shocked face as it was filled with confusion & disbelief. Soon, bright red had dusted your face. He adored that look on you. He slowly brought his face closer to yours, and he whispered: 

“I should be the only one to have you.” With that, he pulled out his knife and slowly began to cut through your dress and apron. While never breaking eye contact. Arthur begins to kiss you passionately. 

At first, it was just his lips pressed against yours, gentle pecks and movements up and down to provoke you into kissing back. It took you a few moments, but you did. You at first, ignored the ripping of the fabric. But then, he began to tremble at his rough touch. You reached to push him away. As you did, he caught your hands and placed them both above your head. He clasped them together with handcuffs. 

“Y/N I promise I won’t hurt you, love if you just obey.” It sounded cold, but it was full of care because he truly wanted you & not cause you any harm. But he needed to have his way. You could see the sincerity mixed in with the possession in his bright, verdant eyes. 

“O….okay…uh…” 

“Arthur…my name is Arthur, love. Now you know what to scream when we make love.” 

‘That fabled pirate that I’ve passively heard others gossip about? He…’ 

“Desires you? Of course, who wouldn’t want a lovely lady such as yourself?” His gloved hand caresses your chin as the other hand rips off the rest of your clothes and tosses them somewhere in the room. Arthur rushes to invade your lips once more. This time, he’s rougher and forces his tongue in. His mouth melds with yours like crashing waves of the sea. All that remained on your body was your bra after a few more minutes of making out and leaving you breathless. He abandoned your mouth with a wet pop! Arthur’s famished eyes now concentrate on the rest of your voluptuous body. 

He slowly began to leave a trail of sweet kisses from your chin down to your neck. He ferociously

bites down on your pillowy, soft skin. He loved feasting on your succulent flesh. You let out a few moans from the level of force that he used with his teeth. Arthur left deep bite marks & hickeys all over your neck like a fancy necklace he pillaged from somewhere. He kissed your skin once more once he was done with his first course. 

Once Arthur moved down to the only clothes you had left, which was your bra. He eyed it greedily; it prevented him from seeing your beautiful plump breasts. His teeth caught the fabric like a rabid wolf. He ripped it off with such great force you felt one of the clasps scratch your back. 

Your blush spread across like a fearsome wildfire. 

“Ah!” Your body jerks in surprise at his rough move. 

“Y/N it’s okay. Remember, I don’t want to hurt you.” He looked deep int your pools of (eye color) while he had both gloved hands on either side of your face. 

Arthur soon moved back to your big boobs he latched onto one of them while he massaged the other forcefully. It wasn’t as comfortable as you would have liked since the leather irritated your skin and began to turn it red. 

“Ah ! Arthur, please! Can you please remove your gloves?” He ceases his sucking of your breast to heed your command. He moves his body upwards & once again looks into your eyes. 

“You’re right, love; where are my manners?” He sensually bites off his gloves from the index finger, maintaining eye contact with you. He proceeded to briskly remove his clothes so fast that you could feel a breeze. You admired his toned body from his rock-hard abs, firm biceps and legs. You had to admire that he was quite the specimen, especially since he was fully erect and ready. It took him no time at all for him to pounce back into your voluptuous body and straddle you. He put both knees in between your legs and spread them wide. You could feel the heat radiating off his cock. It prodded at your entrance as he got back to work on your huge tits. He sucked on both of them eagerly. When he was working on your second one, you could feel his tongue swirl around your sensitive bud. When he finally unlatched, he kissed & praised your beautiful fat stomach and massaged all of your rolls. 

While doing so, his hips & dick were eager to be inside your warmth. It began to rub in between your folds where you’d become slick and wet. He teased you a bit, making perfect circles between your chubby pussy lips. Arthur adored the way it gripped around the tip of his cock. It made his hunger for you intensify. Between his kisses, bites, grabs, massages, & giving you hickeys. His eyes connected with yours as he told you: 

“Prepare to scream my name.” He commanded. 

He rubbed you down just a little more with his cock before he pulled his hands away from your stomach to reach for your love handles as his bars so he could keep you in place. 

Arthur thrusted into you roughly. It felt as though a metal pole had been shoved into your insides. 

“Ah!” you let out a shriek. You weren’t prepared for the power behind his opening attack on your core. 

“Say” Ram! “My” Shove. “Name.” This time, he thrust harder and deeper into you. His hands had moved to your thick thighs as he didn’t allow himself to pull out even just a little. Arthur infiltrated into you more intensely now, which made your feet curl. 

“Ahh! …Ar… Ar…” You couldn’t tell which burned you more intensely and made you sweat more. His beefy schlong or his aggressive but sensual hands that made your thighs perspire profusely. All the passionate sensation made your legs tense up and your toes almost folded within themselves. 

“That it love…you’re….” Arthur was beginning to reach his end, and he was becoming speechless. Arthur loved the way your cervix encased his schlong & caressed his balls, trying to sink him in with your love juices & bountiful form. 

“Art..Art…ARTHUR!” By the time you were able to yell out his name, he was able to unleash his seed deep within you. He pounded into you a little more until he was able to finally ride out his orgasm. Arthur didn’t really want to pull out because he loved the way your body felt. Arthur rested his head on your bountiful mounds kissed the middle of them, and said:

“I love you, Y/N” 

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