#makes me bark and howl and foam at the mouth

[possum-erotica]

femmes in skirts. femmes in dresses. femmes in low rise jeans with a little belly peaking out.

[wildbluesorbit]

Laying in bed thinking about when Jake’s hips and tummy are visible and just slightly pour out the waist of his pants. Also when he’s wearing a short sleeve and his biceps just bulge out from the material of his shirt to say hello. Or when he looks up and you can see his Adams apple bob on that pretty neck of his. Or when he turns to the side and you get a breathtaking sight of his tensed jaw and long prominent nose. Or whEN HE BARK BARK BORK BARK RUFF

[dearestaussiechannie]

⛧ Oh Darling ⛥ ― Song Mingi

Word Count: 1.7k Pairing: Song Mingi x GN!Reader Genre: Kinda angsty?? more yearning than anything- Warnings: I don't think there's really any warnings for this one besides maybe the fact that min bites reader and drinks their blood and petnames (Darling, Lamb) Authors note: HIII its been so long bbs !! this is vv loosely based on a dream bestie had and told me about bc I was in it- he told me "We had to find out and you asked Mingi 'if i was passed around blunt style... how many vampires could i take' and then Mingi said "Well if I was there, just one.' which is crazy !!" -bestie AND THAT WAS CRAZY TO MEEE !!!! so please enjoy !! <3

The rain hammered against the old windowpane, a relentless rhythm as wind outside howled against the exterior of the house. Inside, the air felt light, as if there wasn’t a heavy storm trying desperately to climb its way through the house to wreak havoc.

Inside, you were in the house's living room, sat in front of a large fireplace on a dark maroon chaise lounge, the aroma of firewood with the soft crackling noise of the burning bark filled the room. You were trying your best to focus on the book in front of you but as the night ticked by, it was getting harder to hold your eyes open. Without even realizing it, you’d slowly fallen asleep, the book falling as gently as it could to the floor.

Mingi had finally awoken, quickly stepping out of his room when he smelt the fireplace still burning this late. As he quickly made his way to the living room, his robe barely pulled on while turning the corner, he came to a full stop when his eyes land on you sleeping in his chair. He couldn't help but chuckle to himself before he felt his mouth suddenly run dry. The sight is almost too good to not walk over and take it all for himself.

Carefully, Mingi walked over to you, crouching down in front of you before putting his knees on the floor as he leaned closer to you, one hand on the couch and the other gently placed on your waist, giving it a soft squeeze before he mumbles under his breath. “You always smell oh so sweet, Darling..” 

The sound of his voice and cold touch slowly stir you from your sleep, opening your eyes to see his body practically swallowing you into him. Without even realizing how quickly you move, you’ve sat up, back now pressed against the arm of the lounge. “Mingi, you can’t just sneak up on people like that..”

“I’m sorry, Darling.. But it's quite hard not to sneak up on such a sleepy lamb..” He responds, the new position you've moved into leaving him close to your thighs, laying his heavy head against them as he looks up at you. He takes note of how his words make your ears and cheeks flush bright red, hearing your heart pounding in your chest even from this far away.

“Well.. maybe.. But I've asked you before to wake me before you get this close..” You mumble, looking away only to glance back when you hear his low chuckle, noticing how his eyes keep moving from your face to your neck. He must have woken up hungry and made his way directly to you. You straighten your back at the thought only for him to move as well, sitting on the lounge with you, hand still on your waist.

“Tell me, lamb.. How was your busy day, hm? Couldn’t help but notice how empty the house feels without you here and the sweet scent of your shampoo filling the hallway between our rooms.” He asks, hand holding your waist tighter as he leans his head down to your chest, listening to the sound of your heartbeat, trying to force his mind to calm itself since he doesn’t want to just feed off of you then leave you alone.

“Well.. I finished my final today then had to go to work, which was an absolute nightmare.. One more lady yells at me over her latte not having enough foam or over the amount of ice in her drink I might just lose it.” You tell him, looking down at him and running your hand through your hair to brush it back from your face. You wondered why he asked you this so often lately since your ‘mortal concerns and issues’ never used to pique his interest.

“Well Darling, you know you could just quit that job. You know I’d have no problem supporting you financially, what else would I use this money for?” He mumbles before sitting up and slowly looking into your eyes, his dark pupils burrowing under your skin as his own way of trying to convince you to say yes, because he’d never tell you that he actually hates the smell of everyone on you when you come home.

“Min, for probably the 50th time, I won't let you pay for all of my things. You already let me live with you after everything that happened with Woo..” You mumble, looking away from him again as he sighs, if you were looking you’d have watched a small flick of anger in his eyes before rolling them while laying his face against your neck. Neither of you like to talk about what happened with Wooyoung since it was traumatic for you and a source of frustration for Mingi.

“Fine, lamb.. I won’t push it further.. May I ask you a favor?” His voice was soft as his nose brushed against one specific spot on your neck, giving away what he wanted from you. You slowly change how you’re sitting on the lounge, giving him a little more room as you slowly slip your shirt down your shoulder to give him more room without the fabric in the way. Mingi hums in appreciation, gently brushing his nose against you again, before sinking his teeth carefully into your neck.

You wince at the feeling, not quite used to the feeling as your eyes close, hands balling into fists as you turn your head. Mingi tries to hold onto his self restraint as he slowly drinks you in, humming to himself, hands holding your waist tighter before letting one move to your lower back, pulling your chest closer to his, enjoying the feeling of your fast heartbeat against his almost invisible one.

As time keeps ticking by, you feel yourself starting to get light headed, tapping his shoulder. “Min.. I'm getting dizzy.. Need a minute..” You mumble to him, trying to sit up again only for him to hold onto you tighter, not stopping as your heart starts beating harder to replace the blood he was taking from you. This only makes you try to pull away harder, whining as he sinks his teeth in again. 

Mingi can’t get himself to calm down as he keeps chasing his thirst, holding you tighter as you wiggle in his hold. He knows he needs to stop but he can’t, he knew this would eventually happen and he’d destroy himself or you because of it. You keep wiggling against him before finally grabbing a handful of his hair to pull him away from you enough to get yourself off of the lounge, quickly rushing away to your room to bandage yourself up and lock yourself away for the night, leaving Mingi alone in the living room.

Quite some time had passed since that moment and you've hardly even seen each other in the house due to your busy schedule and him keeping himself locked to his room or going out during the night. After yet another long and busy day, you’ve finally made it back home, making quite a ruckus as you make your way inside. You couldn’t help but think back to the last time Mingi fed from you and how he shouldn’t be going this long in between which also makes you remember the look of fear he probably saw on your face. 

You were sat in the living room again, trying to decompress from work since today had been a rough one, causing you to get home so close to midnight. Mingi used to meet you at the front door when you came in this late to make sure you were okay, the memory making you frown slightly as you removed your heavy boots and hoodie, soaking in the heat from the fire you assume Mingi lit. 

Slowly warming up by the fire, you hear a door open which pulls your attention to the hall, locking eyes with Mingi as he emerges. “Hello, Darling.. Are you alright, you’ve come in quite late.” He mumbles in your direction before slowly looking away, his heart pounding. He wants to walk over and just fall to your feet and mutter his apologies over and over again but he’s afraid that he might lose control again or you might push him away.

“Yeah, I’m alright. Just had a long day at school and even longer at work..” She says, trying to look at him only for him to move further back into the hallway. “Mingi? Are you headed back to your room already?” you ask as you slowly stand to step towards him, not wanting this moment to end so quickly. 

“Yes lamb, I’ll be returning back to my room for now, I'll be back out later in the night. Please go back to your fire and relax.” His response was cold as he shut the bedroom door. This deterred you from following him, moving back to the seat by the fire to warm up just as he said, slowly drifting off to sleep. 

Mingi came back out of his room a few hours later, finding you curled up in the chair by the fire, sighing to himself as he slowly walked over to wake you to go get in your bed. He tried to shake you, speak to you even but was getting no response, quite shocked by how deep in sleep you were. Carefully, he lifted your small frame into his arms, heading towards your bedroom. As he laid you down, your hand grabbed onto his shirt, face contorting into a pout as you mumbled to him in your sleep. “Don’t go.. please..” Your voice filled the room before you’d fallen back into your unconscious state.

“Oh Darling.. Don’t ask me to stay..” He mumbles back, sitting down at the foot of your bed, head in hands as he thinks to himself about the many moments the two of you have had. He hasn’t felt like this in years, centuries even, why did that have to change with you? You were just someone who was brought to his doorstep by a friend that had fucked up. Someone he’s supposed to protect, not fall in love with. Would he even call this love? The way he just wants you to stay in the house, never leaving his side. It felt more possessive, controlling…not endearing.

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[mulders-too-large-shirt]

s5 episode 18 thoughts

post episode thoughts: raaaaaughhhh. foaming at the mouth. raving, even. chasing my tail like a mad dog. barking. howling.

it was so good. this was a FANTASTIC episode. i cannot get over scully seeing through all of mulder's nonsense and refusing to take no for an answer. truly a scully-centric episode, even if they tried to frame it as mulder being an action hero. wow. love is real. and it is stored in the pinky finger of your coworker.

anyway, back to past me, reporting from the ground- as if i can ever truly return to a world before this episode!!!!

reading the episode description... mulder is going undercover today!!! this is a rare and special treat!! i look forward to seeing his improv skills in action!! can he be put to the test??

and this group has a deadly pathogen. which is not good. i wonder if scully will be involved in doctoring. probably not, though. this will probably be a mulder alone episode. very sad. i would be happy to be proved wrong, though.

(I LOVE BEING WRONG SOMETIMES... i am clapping my hands and singing like this is a church... HALLELUJAH!!!)

boy, i haven’t watched an episode in what feels like forever. no reason to delay!

aww, pretty man mulder is running beneath the cherry blossoms. how washington dc of him! wonder where they found the cherry blossoms in canada…

or did they shoot one scene in washington and then dip? lmao

(were they still filming in canada at this point? when is the infamous switch to LA? has it already happened and i had no idea? if i had to guess, i would say the switch starts in s6... feel free to tell me if i'm right or wrong; i don't count knowing the filming location as a spoiler, haha)

who is watching him???

oh, it is not a leisurely jog! scully and skinner are watching him through cameras!!!

scully finds whoever it is they're watching coming off of the bus! average scully noticing moment. she is very perceptive. 

so they’re following this guy (later revealed to be named haley, and who will from now on be referred to as such)… scully notices haley looking at something. he’s watching mulder!!! he gives the dude sitting next to him an envelope. skinner says to wait wait wait. 

mulder is stretching like a real runner…. but the dude the suspect gave the envelope to keels over!!!!

did the envelope have some sort of pathogen in it that haley was immune to somehow??? like a princess bride poison sort of situation??

scully sees haley is on the move!! she’s yelling at mulder to follow him!! RUN, LONG-LIMBED MAN!!! MAKE ALL THE HORSES JEALOUS OF YOUR GALLOPING SKILLS!!

“maintain your position on the downed beta” <- hmm. words that have a very different meaning post the invention of the omegaverse

AUGH the sick guy is getting his FLESH eaten away!! as much as i like seeing scully yelling for answers (“what? what? what? what are you seeing!”), that is NOT what i expected visually!!! GAG!!! nasty!!

it looks like bugs?

so the bad guy is named haley? okay.

but where did mulder go? “mulder was on him, there’s no way he couldn’t catch him” says skinner, aware that the man is a track star 

scully needs to find her mulder NOW. 

ohh she’s PISSED (when she slams things and yells “damn it” because he is in danger and she is watching… this is one of my favorite scully mannerisms)

NOOOO, SHE’S BREAKING FREE (she was in a van for all of that?) and skinner is yelling after her!!! queen, you cannot outrun him!!! 

mulder’s chased him into the woods, but haley got in a car and got away 

she finds mulder and she’s gagged the bad guy escaped him LMAO “what happened?” “i lost him” “what do you mean?” “he got away” <- SHE WAS IN DISBELIEF LMAOOOO noooo, is he aging out of his track star status?! 💔

she looks after him, deeply confused, and we get our intro

(why did my boss just email now… don’t piss me off)

scully is here in the office watching the tape of haley running… she came early and wants to make sure she isn’t crazy. damn. you know it's serious when she comes in early.

she thinks he may have helped the bad guy escape!!! and he’s denying everything.

“i expect you to give me an answer. i expect you to tell me the truth” “we’re late for the hearing” <- what is this man hiding……?!?!?!

oh, she is PISSED off!

so this guy haley is second in command of a militia called the new spartans… and the operation to catch him failed. 

ohhh, mulder isn’t even sitting next to scully during this hearing… what is going on? i will NOT ask again.

the guy who died at the scene was an arms dealer, and haley got away with $50,000 worth of weapons!!!!!

what kind of disease did he die of, you ask? great question. cue scully. it seems to be genetically engineered. she’s gonna tell you about its effects on the dermis. some other guy says that maybe it was stolen from siberia.

scully is explaining the procedures taken when there is an unknown disease floating about and someone asks her how she knows it’s not contagious… mulder chimes in with “we’re not all dead”, which gets some nervous laughter, but WHAT is this man thinking?!?!

OHHHHH is mulder undercover and that is why he helped the guy get away…? but he’s so undercover that he cannot even tell skinner or the CIA…? bro is gonna get in trouble if this is the case!!! biiiig trouble!! you should not hide things from skinner!!!

(while i am only speculating here, i am often wondering how he wasn’t fired before this moment in time)

the head guy of the new spartans is named bremer, and he might be fighting with haley for control. civil war time

“the media gets a sniff, we disavow”, says this dude from the CIA. HMMMMM. DO NOT LIKE THAT.

the absolute SECOND the hearing is over, scully calls for mulder and he walks away... WHAT IS GOING ON?!?!? they’re divorcing 💔

she looks mad as hell… and skinner sees this…. he is going to be drawing conclusions

haley is now in ohio buying a movie ticket. he’s gonna watch die hard with a vengeance. okay. sure.

he’s making this poor girl make fresh new popcorn for him… i can see her die inside. NO, DON’T MAKE HER *ACTUALLY* DIE!!

mulder is rolling up to delaware. is this the same motel where he tripped out on ketamine that one day? SCULLY FOLLOWED HIM!!! ohhh, she is deeply suspicious of his antics….

he gets in another car and drives off. his phone is ringing in the motel room.

OH SHIT!!! IT’S HALEY ON THE PHONE!!!!

“you set me up” “i saved your ass” WHAT… mulder, you are going to get in BIG TROUBLE!!!

“look, i believe in your ideals and your goals, but the only reason i tolerate your methods is because the government’s are worse” <-lmao, get him again for me. he may be pretending to be on his side, but that doesn't mean he has to be nice to the guy.

so this guy contacted him?? and he knows scully is suspicious. cue angry hanging up the phone.

back at the movie theater, these boys are sneaking in….  OH MY GOD THERE’S A MELTED CORPSE IN THERE?? MULTIPLE OF THEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WHAT!!!

meanwhile, scully is angry. she’s telling the motel worker that he gave her keys to someone else (LMAO)

well, her lying skills seem to have improved!!

“who are you?” “who am i? who is he?” <- LMAO, that made me giggle 

“mr. kaplan” <- OHHHHH, HIS FAKE NAME!!!

“are you the wife?” “not even close” (angry door slam) LMAOOOOOO SHE HAS HAS ENOUGH!!!!

(i was giggling about this all day at work. not even close. yeah, you keep telling yourself that babe. oh, she was PISSED!!!! i'm howling)

mulder comes out from the room and she has to hide from him!!!! some guys are taking him in their car….. 

how did he not notice her, bro…? she is better at stealth than he is!!!!

so she’s gonna go after him. 

still laughing at “not even close” lmaoooo

(angry scully driving) 

oh shit!!! she’s trapped!!! by men in suits in front and behind her!!!! 

they’re taking her hostage and not saying anything!!! 

WHAT IS SKINNER DOING IN HERE????

“what the hell is going on?” “i apologize for our methods. they may well have saved agent mulder’s life” “what about my life? i don’t appreciate being run off the road” <- LMAOOO GOD I LOVE HER because i too would be absolutely and utterly FURIOUS 

but when they accuse her of being suspicious of mulder, she immediately says “i don’t know what you’re talking about” AND THAT IS BECAUSE SHE IS THE REALEST MOTHERFUCKER ON THIS PLANET. god, scully is a ride or die, huh? she wants to know wtf is going on with him, but don’t YOU dare bring it up that he is being weird as hell. i love it.

so! the whole council was a front to make the new spartans unaware of his complicity!!!

(reading my notes back, i think it is so funny that i immediately assumed he was doing this whole undercover thing without skinner's knowledge. i just kind of imagined it was the outcome where mulder broke the most rules. because, let's face it: it usually is)

OH........ AND SHE IMMEDIATELY WANTS TO KNOW WHY THEY PICKED HIM FOR THIS MISSION!!

the new spartans found him from that UFO panel in boston, where he was talking about the evils of the government!!! damn. i knew that was a terrible idea.

“you’ve put agent mulder’s life in danger by not telling me”, she says, her tone biting. and skinner says “agent mulder came to me. i advised him not to tell you” <- OHHHHHHH, THIS IS SO JUICY!!!

god, the skinner/scully/mulder dynamic is JUST. MWAH. it's always shifting. i want to study it under a microscope. they spit and they claw and they fight and they die and kill for each other and there's an aura of unspoken devotion and just when you think it's settled, they come to blows again. and they always come back. and do it again. incredible.

she asks, what about the bioweapon!!! they might eat mulder's flesh!!!! which is a very valid concern!!!

and in comes some other guy saying they used “it” in a movie theater in ohio.

man, you better not melt my boy’s skin off.

honestly, it is so funny that he was so easy to read. baby boy, you’re lowkey trash at being undercover. your partner is too in sync for you to do anything funny.

these strange men who took him in their car have his face covered and his hands cuffed. “ooh, is this the pepsi challenge?” oh, his dumbass quips.... <3

he’s so cute. even as they grab his pinky fingers and are about to break them

“you might wanna put that hood back on me, unless you want to see a grown man cry” <- well maybe i do. some of us like hurt/comfort. weep.

AUGH they do something to his pinkies. and again. he says he did not set them up and despite this being the truth, this guy seems to enjoy hurting others.

“augh, i’m gonna kill you! i’m gonna kill you!” <- yeah tell them!!! tell them!!!

(good to know that he reacts to torture with fury. storing that information for future reference)

OHHH he headbutts the guy he calls “a nazi piece of shit” OHHH AND THEN HE COMES BACK AND SAYS “YOU TOUCH ME AGAIN, YOU BETTER KILL ME” AUGHHHHH

AUGHHHHH THE DUDE WHO GOT HEADBUTTED SNAPPED HIS PINKIE AND THEN HALEY SAYS HE BELIEVES HIM??!??

so what was that all about!!!!! to scare him??? well hell! it sure did work on me! i'm spooked!!!

(still need a moment to contemplate mulder being tortured and screaming in equal parts agony and fury and terror. wow. please take a moment to hold space. imagine that i am gesturing frantically but vaguely as i try to articulate a point and i cannot do it. and that there are tears in my eyes)

and now that space has been held, we may move on

at the movie theater, there are 14 victims!!!! it's like the skin melted right off of them!!

scully looks absolutely horrified, like she might start crying, as her and skinner look at the bodies wrapped in bags. just coworker bonding activities. those two boys who snuck in managed to survive, and that fact is going to help them figure out what happened.

she says the contagion has to be something everyone touched… it must be the tickets!!

poor mulder is back in his apartment, holding his broken finger :(

and scully is here in the dark!!! “don’t be alarmed”, she says, alarming him <- lmaooo god i just love her 

HE YELLS AT HER TO GET OUT OF THERE??? and when she says skinner told her everything, he denies knowing what she’s talking about 

GOD the low and breathy “oh, mulder, what did they do to you?” as she examines his hand… and he’s wincing… absolutely 100% going in my favorite moments for s5 list. 

(still thinking about this. and my stomach and heart are doing flips)

“it needs to be set. you’re in pain” oh my god. oh my goddddd. AND his whiny “yeah, if you keep pulling it around like that” ...... woah

this feels illegal for a hurt/comfort freak like me. this feels like something i would read in a fic and go "YEAHHH" and then leave a bunch of comments on about how it should have happened in canon. but it DID happen in canon. and it was perfect.

who wrote this episode? i didn't pay attention. whoever it is, we elope at dawn.

let her hold an ice pack on your hand.

she breaks the news that the new spartans killed 14 people in a movie theater, probably as a test, and they’re testing him too. but it seems they’re listening to him!! NOO!! HE DOESN'T KNOW THIS!!! AND THEY KEEP TALKING!!!

THEY HAVE A RIFLE ON HIM??? it’s the other guy, bremer!!!!

poor baby is coming into the FBI at 3 am with his fucked up hand :(

time to talk with the CIA guy and skinner. the new spartans want a bunch of money.

ohhh, skinner is scared. he’s trying to buy time and he wants a tail on mulder!! but this other guy from the CIA says no tail!!! 

(still thinking about this, too. gnawing on it like a bone)

this other dude from the CIA does not give a single fuck if mulder lives or dies. i guess they don't have time for love in their hearts over at that agency.

CIA man was prepared with fake files for them. weird...

“if you don’t hear from me by midnight… feed my fish”, mulder says to skinner before leaving. amazing last words to tell your boss.

skinner watches, filled with feelings, indescribable like usual

scully is here to look at the virus! “it’s bacterium”, she points out. yeah it is baby <3 

but it wasn’t on the ticket!! so how did it get in the theater??

“it looks like a streptococcus” she says. and i have heart eyes. hey. hiiiiiii.

“but strep wouldn’t be able to survive any kind of exposure to the environment” <- absolutely giggling over here as she does her science talk. also nodding along like i knew that for sure (i did not, which is what makes this so enjoyable)

somehow it was covered with a protective covering??? and the other scientist says it’s NOT from russia. who did this….

mulder is rolling up in his sunglasses. but the lights in his room are cut!!! it’s the muscle guy who messed up his pinkies earlier!!! and haley!! he tells haley to get that man who beat me up out of here. and then he gives him the files.

but haley is suspicious of the files… he says to put the hood on. where are they taking him???? mulder says he won’t do it!!!!

scully’s calling skinner… but he’s on speaker and she won’t talk unless she’s off speaker!!!

weird for him to answer on speaker, but okay. “my research indicates that it was almost certainly developed domestically”, she says about the pathogen. and i'm blushing. and kicking my feet.

OHHHH she says she found that virus being developed in the 1960’s as a bioweapon!!! you cannot out research her!!! but the CIA guy is here too… is he hiding that??

she thinks the bioweapon program was continued in secret and mulder is on a suicide mission!!!!

“right. thank you” says skinner. and he tells the CIA guy she is merely concerned for her partner.

where is this dude taking mulder…? the answer: to a barn filled with endless amounts of guns while tense music plays!!

mulder is meeting with bremer, the head fellow in charge of the new spartans, now. 

“you a believer?” “i have my beliefs” “you willing to die for them?” “i prefer it didn’t come to that” <- a measured response

they make him wear a dracula mask… this is so humiliating!!!

scully is sleeping in her car at 6 am… wake up, sleepy scully!

“the money… oh my god, the money” SHE IS REALIZING THINGS!! and she speeds off!!

they’re making HIM break into the bank?? as dracula?? this is so unfairrrrr!!!

so they cart him off to the bank in that sad rubber mask.

NO, they burst out and grab the poor money guy… and then everyone in the busy bank is forced to put their hands up!!! and mulder is planning something… but someone shoots!!!!

and mulder has to finish the guy off!!! can he aim well enough???? to hit right NEXT to his head???

they’re taking the money in bags…… and mulder still has to kill the guy… 

someone else is spraying the pathogens on all the money that they are leaving behind!!! if this gets out... a terrible outbreak!!

at the last minute, someone else comes in and kills the guy for mulder, because his weapon was traceable!!! oh my god!!!!!!

he looks back at the poor guy :(

now he’s burning his mask and looking very pensive :( 

bremer is burning some of the money, saying the bills can be traced… 

OH NO! the bank heist was a decoy so they could contaminate the OTHER money!!!! the money that they didn’t take!!! 

NOOOO, how can scully save the day?!

bremer pulls out a gun and OH! haley gets in the way! saying he already knows bremer’s secret!!

haley says that mulder gave him a report, explaining that bremer has been leaking information! but bremer says mulder knew a false report would feed haley’s ambition to take over!! SO WHAT IS THE TRUTH? will they fight it out??

NOOOOO!!! bremer finds the audio from when mulder was chatting with scully about him being undercover!!!! he is furious!!! 

scully finds skinner, saying the new spartans put the biotoxins on the money, and that they need to find mulder NOW. 

bremer has haley and mulder sat execution style. oh, he lets bremer go, tossing him the keys to an escape car. very interesting.

and they take mulder to kill him…. he’s plotting… man is always plotting…. handsome and plotting…..

bremer says to get down and mulder waits a very long time before doing so… what is going on…….?

they’re gonna kill my boy….

NO!! bremer instead shot the pinky torturing guy!!! and saved a car for mulder and said to run!!!!

a great question is posed: who is this dude??

he’s running back to the bank!!! and scully is here too!!!!! the cash supply is being isolated!! 

OHHHH...... SHE RECOGNIZED HIM ON THE SECURITY TAPE FROM THE BANK ROBBERY, EVEN WITH THE MASK ON, BECAUSE OF HIS FINGER.... OH MY GODDDDD

he makes a little motion over his face to indicate the mask, and oh my god. the intimacy of recognizing someone without seeing their face because you tended to their wounds…. someone hold me.

bremer is working for the government. and before mulder goes any further… scully wants him to know it might have been a set up

enter CIA guy. 

“agent mulder, our government is not in the business of killing innocent civilians” “the hell they aren’t” <- GET EM FOR ME 🔥🔥

OH SHIT, SCULLY IS ON HIM TOO!!!!

“you knew about this all along!!!” FIVE ISH FEET OF CONCENTRATED FURY IS BEING SET UPON YE

she is SCREAMING in his face, and mulder straight up accuses CIA guy of killing civilians as a test operation

skinner is just watching both of his unruly agents scream at this dude’s face. probably thinking that they are right, but hoping they could make 20% less of a scene.

damn. the CIA guy says that if they do whistleblow, they’ll just turn the people against the government, exactly like the new spartans want. 

what the fuck? all of that happened so the government could kill innocent people in a movie theater? so they can kill other people later when needed? just melt em down to the bone?

this is beyond evil.

scully and mulder need some time to start at the wall and unpack that for a bit. 

the episode ends with haley driving off into a ditch, his flesh melted from contact with the keys bremer gave him!!

holy fuck. so this episode was awesome, but that twist was absolutely crazy. 

damn. maybe *i* need time to sit and stare at the wall.

the government testing bioweapons on its own civilians… it isn’t unheard of. but to make the agents do it themselves is fucking twisted. they’re both going to be eaten up by that for the rest of their lives. 

if we can manage to put that aside, i feel like this was really a scully episode. highlighting her attention to detail, her intense loyalty, her brilliance, and every other amazing aspect of her character. she has a hell of a temper when she needs to, but it is matched in ferocity by her compassion.

still giggling at "who am i? who is he?!" because she really sold that scene LMAOOOO

oh mulder, needing to be all noble and mysterious and shut scully out because he thinks it will keep her safe. but he is entirely incapable of doing this because she clocks him instantly. he really did give it a go.

i also think it's very interesting that he gets down on his knees and doesn't run when bremer is going to kill him. it's as if he is surrendering. that is really significant to me, even if i cannot quite articulate why that is at the moment.

god, i'm going to need sedation after her 1) tending to his wounded hand and then 2) recognizing him faceless by the wound. hey? can anyone hear me? is this a dream? did i imagine this whole episode?

can we get more episodes like this? please? please please? a great mix of MSR angst with overtones of skinner/scully/mulder angst and comedic angry scully and whiny broken pinky baby mulder? of knowing someone so entirely they cannot keep anything from you? if another episode like this one also wants to grapple with the inhumane acts of the government perpetuated by those sworn to protect and serve, hey, i'll take that too. it only made a good thing better, even if it would be satisfying to get a real bad guy in jail for once in this show.

man. i am deeply pleased. i feel that there is little else i could ask for in an episode. allow me to now drift into sleep thinking of the romanticism of tending to your beloved's wounds. and the romanticism of letting your beloved touch the most injured parts of you. yeah.

[ropes3amthoughts]

Oh man you guys I feel ill thinking about him…Kabru…Kabru…sighs dreamily and eyes turn into hearts and I twirl my hair and go teeheehee omfg you guys look at some of these Kabru from later chapters like

BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BADK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK AWOOOOOO HOWLLLLLL SNARL BARK BARK BARK BARK AWOOO AWOOOOOOOOO AWOOOOO AWO AWOOOO BARK BARK BARK BAKR BARK somebody needs to put this dog(me) down it’s gonna be howling all night oh wow striking beauriful Kabru

He has such. Pretty face…I can’t get o at it I feel like my heart is convulsing or whatever the word is oughhhhhhhhhh look at him

He looks so gorgeous here o my look at him oh my god his eyes his lips his nose I’m going crazy hey gorjus I wont you my sweet apple pie nom nom nom I actually don’t like apple pie he can be like japchae instead I can slurp that shit up when I’m hungry mmmmmm japchae one time I was hungry and I ate like an entire family sized serving of it that stuff is so good and it’s moist so you can just eat it up like that I love moist food because I don’t like drinking the same time as eating so it means I can just eat all the stuff I want when I’m hungry like a cat I don’t blame cats for liking wet food I think they’re justified in that if I were a cat I would like wet food and if I was a cat I’d like Kabru and I’d go meowwwwwwww meow meow meow meow mreow miau meow mew mrow purrrrrrrrrr purrr purrrrrrrrrrr cat in heat yowling MEOW MEOW MOWW MEOW MEOWWWWWW MROW MEOW MEOWWWWWWW

Love the side views of him something about his nose makes me want to kiss him he’s so gogoues he makes me smile and go like wowwwwww meowza amazing wow nice great

This might sound crazy but why he look cute tied up

Oh man 💕💕💕💕💕 Kabru low cut neck part on his shirt…. there’s a whole barnyard up in my head when I see him I’m going woof meow moo oink cluck caw baa and all the animal noises I’m going feral I’m falling to the floor foaming at the mouth hrgghhh snarl gr snrrrr grrr areee argh arf arf arf arf HIS OUTFIT WITH THR NECK CUT AGH

Fun fact this is one of the few times we see Kabru’s shoulders in Dungeon Meshi iirc this is the only time in the manga canon story line we see him no shirt and shoulders showing and this is one of three times he’s shown across main content and extra content with no shirt/shoulders showin he’s so scrawny here tiny like a paperweight i could wrap my arms around him oh that would be noce kiss handsome beauyfii

Kabru so cute here loook at him sitting down oh my cute he’s lovely just lovely very easy to love my sweet guy my dear majestic guy

Dreamy sigh sigghhhhhh I love Kabru you guys I love him so mcuh what a great guy a beautiful man he’s so perfect to me he’s just oovely sighhhhhh Kabru…Kabru Kabru <33333333333 mh sweet Kabru

[minoment]

Foaming at the mouth for sub!graves I want that bitch Obliterated (but anyway i love your writing and happy new year!)

BARKING HOWLING FOAMING AT THE MOUTH LAWD HAVE MERCY. I want to fold him in half and destroy him. Thanks so much for the ask anon! <3

"How about I make you remember?"

Pairing: Sub Phillip Graves x Dom Fem!Reader

Type: Hard NSFW Fic

Tags/Warnings: dom reader, sub character, femdom, hate sex, enemies to lovers, smut to fluff, SWEARING, degrading, slapping, choking, riding, teasing, reader being mean to graves, british reader, grinding, begging, restraining, I think that's it...

A/N: I'm gonna open my asks as soon as I revamp my blog and get my motivation back on track. I will get to the asks still festering in the ask box. I might just write them as thirsts of blurbs since school is keeping me busy. Anyways, enjoyyy <3

i wanna slap his ass so bad its not even funny

NSFW UNDER THE CUT, MINORS DNI.

Sun poured through the gap in the curtains, landing harshly on your sleeping face. You groaned sleepily, your head throbbing as you got up to close your blinds. Except they weren't your blinds. The room was unfamiliar to your foggy, hungover brain. Well, until you caught sight of the man who was sleeping beside you.

Phillip fucking Graves. You scowled, a few weak memories drifting back into your tired brain. Yes, thats right, The Shadows, Los Vaqueros and 141 had gone out drinking last night. But how did you end up naked in this jackass's bedroom? You snatched up your bra and panties off the floor before putting them on and striding over to the sleeping man.

You ripped off the covers, the cold air jolting Graves awake as you straddled his naked hips and pinning him down so he couldn't escape. He was clearly hungover too, his eyes sluggishly searching his surroundings before he spoke.

"The hell are you doing? It's only...", he turned his head to check the clock on his bedside, "only 9AM.." he said hoarsly.

You sat back on his hips, making him suck in a sharp breath as you pressed down where he was sensitive.

"I'm not asking you again, bitch." You scowled, cracking your knuckles. "What the fuck happened last night?"

"Well.." Graves swallowed slightly, looking around the room before looking at himself then at you. "We all went out to drink after we dropped Hassan. I guess we must have had too much to drink and... had a little fun with eachother."

"Fuckin' hell-" You groaned, sitting back on your hips and making Graves take sharp breath in. He tried to wriggle you off, obviously not wanting your hips to be pressing down on that area any longer, but you stayed put.

You thought for a moment, having no recollection of anything dirty whatsoever but you were skeptical. His wriggling underneath you was obvious and you weren't stupid, you could feel him getting pent up. Your mind began to wander. What would the great Commander Phillip Graves look like getting fucked into an oblivion of a moaning, slutty mess? Now you just had to know.

"Phillip?" You cooed innocently, looking down at him through your lashes.

"Y-yeah?" He said, distracted. He was still trying to shift underneath you so his growing bulge wasn't as noticeable.

"I really can't remember last night..." You continued sweetly, tightening your thighs around his waist and stopping him from moving. Just for good measure, you wrapped your hand around his neck and shimmied your hips back onto his crotch, feeling everything.

Graves's head dropped back onto the pillows, a breath escaping his lips and dark blush spreading across his cheeks. You could read him like a book and he knew he was fucked. Literally.

You squeezed his neck lightly, still keeping up the sweet act. "I really can't remember what happened..." you pretended to pout, rocking your hips down. "Can you?" You purred, your sickly sweet voice sending shivers down Graves's spine. He shook his head desperately, biting the inside of his cheek to stop any sort of noise from escaping him.

"Shame." You sneered, your voice hardening back to it's usual cold and merciless tone. You leant down, your breath fanning over the shell of his ear. "Maybe we should try again. Have a redo...? How about I make you remember?"

Graves eyes widened and he swallowed hard, his breathing a little heavier as he tried not to meet your gaze. He didn't even know how you both ended up in the same room, he infuriated you and he knew that. Your revenge would be brutal and he knew you would push him until he broke apart beneath you. Nonetheless, he couldn't deny the way his body reacted to your touch.

"Please d-do..." He muttered, barely audible.

"What was that?" You asked, acting as if you hadn't heard him. For good measure you rolled your hips downwards, making him grunt. Your gaze was cold, practically drilling into his soul. "I can't hear you." You smirked cruelly, rocking your hips backwards against him yet again.

"Please.." He whispered, face burning with embarrassment. "Please make me remember.." You raised your eyebrow, leaning down to him and squeezing his neck once more.

"Ask nicely." You cooed, your breath fanning over the shell of his ear.

"Please.." Graves practically whimpered, his heart thumping in his chest. "Please show me.. fuck me.. please~". You were a ruthlessly deadly animal and he knew the only way he could survive your wrath was to give up any remains of his pride or control.

You gritted your teeth in satisfaction at his response, squeezing his throat and rocking your hips brutally against his bulge. He choked out a moan, grasping for your waist. You quickly denied him, gripping both his wrists in one hand and pinning them over his head, keeping your other hand tightly around his throat.

"God fucking dammit Graves.." You growled in his ear, your lower half pressed harshly against his groin.

"I'm gonna fucking ruin you. Make you scream my name like the pathetic, needy, little slut you are." You sneered softly, your lips brushing his ear.

The gravelly sound of your voice and the feeling of your breath made Graves heart skitter in his chest, his breath heaving in pure need as you whispered those filthy words in his ear. He couldn't help himself, a pathetic noise leaving his lips as he closed his eyes. It was too much, you were playing with him like a cat plays with a wounded mouse.

"Please..." He whimpered, his breathy weak voice higher than usual as he gasped for air. "Please don't stop. Be mean to me. Ruin me.."

You couldn't control yourself any longer, your primal urges exploding through your veins like a roaring tsunami of wild lust and vicious needs to destroy him. Your hand squeezed down on his neck completely, roughly bucking your hips against his naked crotch. He coughed and let his head fall back onto the mattress, crying out in pleasure.

"You filthy little bitch." You spat, keeping your hand tightly around his neck and lifting your hips up to yank off your panties once more. His breath came in ragged, breathy gasps as you dragged your thumb down his shaft and slicking him up with his own precum.

He shuddered beneath you, attempting to catch his breath but you gave no mercy. You thrust his length deep inside your warmth, making him choke back a cry of pleasure and arch his back upwards as your walls tightened viciously around him.

"F-fuck~" He moaned brokenly, pathetically trying to buck his hips upwards into you. "Ple-ase~"

Your frustrations for this man only intensified your need to fuck him stupid, make him sob and cry in pleasure until he apologized for the non-existent reason he pissed you off.

You slapped him hard across the face, making him practically cum right then and there.

"Please what?" You said coldly, your own steely tone surprising you although you didn't show it.

You clenched around him, making him whimper as he struggled to pull his hand from your vice-like grip. Your hips moved slowly on his beautiful shaft, making you sigh softly as you used him for your pleasure. He bit his lip to stifle his lewd noises, trying to stay on your good side.

"Please.. use me as your toy darlin'.." he gasped out, his American accent more prominent with desperation as you moved yourself painfully slowly up and down his thick length. "I need more~"

You hummed in reply, his cock beautifully moulding your insides to his shape and spreading a molten hot feeling of pleasure throughout your body. Maybe, just maybe, you could warm up to him.

"Please ma'am.. I'm beggin' you~" he whispered, doing his best to stay still and not make too much noise. "Fuck me."

Oh he was being such a good boy. It made you want to praise him, kiss him, give him what he wanted and most importantly, use him. You stayed like that for a while, torturing him with slow, sadistic pleasure as he tried to muffle his groans and whines by turning his head and biting down on the pillows.

Soon enough, you caved, the temptation of breaking him down into a messy slut became too much. You wanted to destroy him. Make his eyes roll back until he cried out so loudly his neighbours would know you by name.

You drew yourself up, leaving just his pretty pink tip inside you before slamming your hips down with a grunt of pleasure.

Graves moaned, the fabric of the pillow dropping from his lips as slurred strings of 'thank you's and 'fuck me's and 'ma'am please's were torn from his throat as you rode him hard.

Your skin slapped against his, the bed rocking with the force of your frustrated, pounding downward thrusts. You let out nothing but harsh panting breaths and the occasional rough groan since you were two busy focused on the man breaking down beneath you.

His hair stuck to his sweaty forehead, his eyes rolling back as tears of pure ecstasy trickled down his cheeks. Drool slipped from the corner of his kiss-bitten lips as uncontrollable moans and choked sobs were ripped from his throat. He looked gorgeous.

Not a minute and a half in, Graves tensed up and his back arched, his eyes squeezing shut as a gravelly cry was pulled from the bottom of his lungs. He came hard, thick ropes of his release painting your insides as he lost his mind.

He went limp as his body was spent, but no, you didn't stop. You would never stop. Not until you had done exactly what he begged so sweetly for..

You were going to use him until your name died on his lips.

He looked up at you with bleary eyes, his mind foggy as you kept him hard inside you, overstimulating and using his pretty cock. He couldn't even form words to thank you, he just looked up at you in complete reverence as tears dripped from his long blonde lashes.

You let go of his wrists and neck, cupping his face before leaning down and kissing him sweetly. The action was so gentle and full of praise compared to the merciless thrusts of your hips. You held his hands, guiding one down to press his thumb against your swollen clit.

With each piston of your hips, a wave of pleasure rocked through your body from the delicious friction making you moan lowly into Graves's mouth. He would whimper in return, squeezing your other hand while he rubbed gentle circles onto your clit as you rode.

Soon enough your high came rushing through your body. It hit you like a freight train, your body tensing and trembling as you clenched and constricted around Graves. Your mouth dropped open in a silent moan as your eyes rolled back, your release soaking the sheets beneath you.

Your tightness sent Graves crashing over the edge into euphoria and he cried out loudly, his moans interrupted by desperate gasps for air.

You lay your head on his shoulder as you both went limp, the room silent except for the heavy panting of both parties. He gently removed his hand from between you two, keeping the other tightly holding yours. He gently ran his fingers down your lightly scarred back, eventually drawing up the courage to hug you close.

A gentle, breathless laugh escaped your lips, making him smile to himself.

"Do I still piss you off, darlin'?" he asked softly, his voice raspy from moaning and panting.

"Most definitely.." you replied, your tone of voice giving away the small amount of fondness you had for this insufferable American.

NOTE: I AM SO SORRY FOR DOING THIS SO LATE. I GOT THIS ASK IN JANUARY. ANON I HOPE YOU SEE THIS, I APOLOGIZE 😭🙏

Mentions: @ch3rrys0da-tv , @expressodecafdepresso , @nanami-kento-simp , @f0xtr0x

And my special CoD babygirl simp @toshidou (I tagged you just in case 🤫)

[iamnot-crazy]

The Dance of Steel and Despair

Summary:

While Shachi and Penguin keep watch of Polar Tang a creature startles them. Kairi finally wakes up and Law and her have a heart-to-heart before Law leaves with an offer.

Law x OC

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4

All the Heart Pirates slept soundly aboard their sub, the Polar Tang, except for Shachi and Penguin who stood watch on the deck.

"I'm surprised the Marines haven't shown up yet," Penguin said, his voice raspy from drowsiness, as he took a swig of coffee.

Shachi scanned the desolate island, its only remnant of life a blackened husk of a town. "Makes sense," he replied. "No witnesses, no reports. Not to mention the Bancroft pirates controlled the town, probably just another island the Marines turn a blind eye to."

Penguin's head snapped to a scratching sound, "what was that?" He questioned out loud.

"There is nothing out there unless... Do you think the island is haunted?" Shachi teased, a mischievous glint in his eye.

Penguin scoffed with a laugh. "Don't be ridiculous."

Suddenly, a chilling howl pierced the night, a sound that sent shivers down their spines. The two pirates exchanged panicked glances. "What was that?!" Shachi yelled, grabbing onto Penguin's arm.

Two glowing eyes emerged from the shadows behind the Echo Pirates' ship, followed by a terrifying sight: a fiery grin. Shrieks tore from their throats as they screamed in unison, "The island is haunted!"

A monstrous hound materialized, its body ablaze with an unnatural fire. The spot where the two pirates stood was now vacant, replaced by a cloud of dust as they vanished in a panic, leaving a trail of terror in their wake.

Their terrified screams echoed through the ship, rousing not just the captain, but the entire crew. Law burst out of his quarters, his face etched with annoyance, only to find his two most troublesome crewmates clinging to him, tears streaming down their faces.

"Captain! A ghost!" they sobbed, clinging desperately to their stoic captain.

Law's eyes narrowed. "What are you talking about?" he grumbled.

"A fire beast!" Shachi cried.

"It's the ghost of the island!" Penguin whimpered.

Before Law could respond, the hound's mournful howl resonated through the ship. Swiftly Law grabbed his sword and stormed out onto the deck, the two petrified crewmates trailing behind like scared children.

As they reached the deck, the two hid behind the doorway, peeking out cautiously. Law, however, stood confidently, his gaze fixed on a familiar sight. A gigantic hound, the flames on its back now extinguished, sat patiently on the beach next to the sub.

"It's a Hellhound! He's come to claim the souls of the island!" Shachi cried, gripping Penguin tightly.

Law shook his head in and, ignoring their pleas, jumped from the deck onto the sand. The two pirates screeched in protest, convinced their captain had just doomed himself.

The hound's attention immediately shifted to Law. The flames died down, replaced by a gentle whimper and a lick on his hand. It then turned and trotted towards the Echo Pirates' ship, beckoning Law to follow.

Law followed the hound aboard the ship, a sense of urgency building within him. He found Kairi convulsing in her quarters, foam gathering around her mouth. Reacting swiftly, Law flung his sword aside and rushed to her aid.

30 minutes later:

Law finished administering treatment, finding the source of her seizure and stabilizing her condition. He leaned back against the wall, exhaustion settling in, his eyes fixed on Kairi, watching for any signs of further distress. The hound nuzzled his hand, seeking comfort, its eyes filled with concern for its ailing owner.

Law murmured, "You did well, coming to get me." The hound whined in response, never taking its eyes off the woman. "She'll be fine she should wake soon." Law continued his one-sided conversation with the dog.

Law contemplated leaving to inform his crew and gather more supplies but the hound blocked his path with a demanding bark. "I'll just be a moment, getting some essentials. Can you keep her warm in the meantime?" Law asked, almost feeling stupid for expecting the dog to understand until the hound barked in response, before jumping onto the bed and curling protectively on Kairi's chest.

Outside, the entire Heart Pirates' crew stood on deck, clad in their sleepwear, their faces etched with worry for their captain. Law's face softened slightly as he saw their concern.

"It wasn't a ghost," he announced, addressing their frantic questions. "It was Captain Kairi's Hellhound, Cerberus, informing me of her medical emergency."

A chorus of questions erupted: "She has a Hellhound?" "Is that what burnt down the island?" "Is she okay?" "How does a Hellhound even exist?"

Law ignored the initial questions, heading towards his infirmary to collect supplies. He soon returned to the Echo Pirates' ship, finding Kairi sitting up in bed, stroking the Hellhound, Cerberus.

Kairi's eyes snapped towards him, and with a flick of her wrist, Cerberus transformed into a sword. She jumped to her feet, the weapon pointed threateningly at Law.

His hands automatically raised showing two bags one filled with medical supplies and the other filled with food. "I'm just here to help," he said calmly, making his way to her desk and placing the items down.

Kairi remained wary but kept her eyes on Law as she scanned the room, noticing the various medical supplies scattered around, evidence of his presence over the past week. Slowly, she lowered the sword, allowing Cerberus to shift back into his canine form. He bounded towards Law, tail wagging excitedly at the scent of the meat Law had brought as a present.

Kairi sat back down on the bed pulling her knees to her chest before she mumbled, "Why?"

Law moved towards the IV stand beside her bed. "Because I understand what you're going through," he explained gently as he replaced the empty bag. He then offered her a rice ball.

She took the ballbut scoffed, "Yeah, right," she said sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "You have no idea what I'm going through."

Law shook his head as he sat on the edge of the bed, "You'll be surprised." Kairi's eyes darted across his face and could see the grim truth in his statement.

A flicker of despair crossed her eyes as her voice trembled. "Every single one of them… dead?"

Law nodded grimly, the memory etched deep within him. "I killed them," she whispered, tears welling up in her eyes.

His hand instinctively reached out to touch hers in a gesture of comfort. "No, you didn't. Sometimes, things like this happen. Life can be cruel to people like us."

She looked into his eyes, searching for solace and finding a reflection of her own pain. Tears streamed down her cheeks. "What happened to you?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

Law withdrew his hand, his gaze averting briefly. "My island was consumed by a disease the world feared. I'm the only survivor... because of sheer luck," he confessed, a rare moment of vulnerability. "After that, I was consumed by anger, wanting the world to burn. But then I met someone who showed me that life, despite its hardships, is worth living."

Kairi nodded, a flicker of understanding softening her expression. She reached out, hesitantly placing her hand over his. "Thank you," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

A faint smile touched Law's lips. "We need to leave soon," he said, a hint of concern in his voice. "Our supplies are low. You're welcome to join us if you wish." He handed her another rice ball "I'll be back in the morning to check on you. Think about it."

With that, Law turned to leave the ship, leaving Kairi alone with her thoughts and Cerberus nuzzling her hand.

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A/N: Wanna read more of my work check out my MasterList

[morbid-dreamzz]

no lube, no protection, all nignt, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while I gasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, the the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window, have the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, ear ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffling, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, pulling, teeth jitterbug, mind blogging, soul snatching, overstimulating, vile, sloppy, moan inducing, heart wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious, gushy, creamy, beastly, lip biting, gravity defying, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, black hole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, delectable, unbelievable, body numbing, bark worthy, can't walk, head nodding, soul evaporating, volcano erupting, sweat rolling, voice cracking, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, lip locking, skin peeling, eyelash removing, eye widening, pussy popping, nail scratching, back cuts, spectacular, brain cell desolving, hair ripping, show stopping, magnificent, unique, extraordinary, slendid, phenomenal, mouth foaming, heavenly, he could give me a nuclear bomb inside and I would still ride it i wanna squirt and cum on his face, ride it like jesus on a donkey. I will be screaming!!! i will be moaning !!!! i want him to penetrate my vaginal walls, like an invading army. Like the Jews in Jericho, helped by the grace of God. I want him inside of me. His sweet voice. I want to feel the vibration of his voice inside me, I want to feel his breath filling my womb. I want him to plug me with his fingers like a dirty plug and hold it, keeping the carbon dioxide inside. He will enter me with such force that I will burst, and all the gas will come out with incredible force, stretching me even more. I will breathe only his breath, without leaving my lips, I will take all his liquid that he will allow me to take. Each of his sperm will remain in me, I will be his incubator, uterus, doll. I will continue to moan even if he rips my throat out and breaks all my bones. My legs will always be spread, waiting for his body. Every night I draw a pentagram with his name and lie down in the center to call him with my sounds. Every night I touch myself, imagining him cutting off each of my fingers to make a necklace for his neck. So that I can always be there. And always touch him. We will always be together. Make me squirt, make me moan, make me groan. I want to carry his seed- his very essence- inside of me. I want to walk into walmart, knowing that i only hold him inside of me. I want to feel it slosh around my uterus as i buy cereal. and whilst i look for Cheerios, I want to feel his honey nut inside of me. Rolling, pulling my hair, slapping myself, barking, dressing up as a maid, acting like a animal, jumping, screaming, kicking my feetbeautiful amazing spectacular showstopping wonderful awesome talented magnificent Incredible totally unique never been done before jaw dropping majestic splendid heavenly gorgeous stunning fabulous perfect brilliant never the same excellent extraordinary phenomenal breathtaking foams mouth\* GRRRR snarl\* BITE BITE MUNCHSJFHJSGRRRRRR BARK BARK WOOF WOOF WOOF GR TNGFMR BARK BARL BARK WOOF OW0000 HOWL WITH ME Ow0000000000 BARK BARK GRRR....sniffs BARK GGRRR BARK BARK WOOF GGGGRRR GRR BARKNFKFLH FMSMANBARK WOOF WOOF GR TNGFMR BARK BARL BARK BARK WOOF WOOF WOOF GGRRRRBARRKKFNBFB GRR WOMGMHMBOF

[stormyoceans]

https://x.com/vietoxxxx/status/1895073975535051186

He came to give you medicine😎

MORE LIKE HE CAME TO FINISH ME OFF AND FINALLY PUT ME OUT OF MY MISERY AS I FALL INTO A DEAD FAINT IN FRONT OF MY SCREEN FOAMING AT THE MOUTH BARKING BITING GNAWING GNASHING HOWLING SHAKING OUT OF MY SKIN CRYING SHITTING YELLING THROWING UP BLOOD WHILE ALSO HAVING FEVERED VISIONS OF ALL THE ROLES I WISH THEY WOULD LET HIM PLAY

LIKE WHEEEEEEEEN WILL A DIRECTOR CAST HIM IN A CLARK KENT/SUPERMAN SECRET IDENTITY KIND OF ROLE. WHEN WILL THEY PUT A TWIST ON IT HALFWAY THROUGH THE STORY AND MAKE HIM ACTUALLY BE THE VILLAIN. WHEN WILL SOMEONE GET THE VISION. WHEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ALSO WHY IS HIS SIDE TIDDIE SHOWING IN THAT SECOND PIC!!!!!!!!!!!!! PUT THAT AWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!! COVER YOURSELF!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT'S ALREADY BAD ENOUGH WITH THE ARMS AND THE BACK AND THE WAIST AND THE GLASSES AND THE SIDE PROFILE I DO NOT NEED A TIDDIE SLIP ON TOP OF IT TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!! STOP THIS MADNESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SEA TAWINAN PAY FOR MY THERAPY BILLS AND ANSWER FOR YOUR CRIMES IN A COURT OF LAW

[catsketgames]

me when Dorian:

blushing, smiling, giggling, covering my mouth with my hand, kicking my feet on my bed, squealing, dying, crying, throwing up, sliding down the wall dramatically, banging my head on the wall, ripping my hair out, whistles loudly, punching air, skydiving with no parachute, coughing, sobbing, screaming, kicking air, dressing up as a maid, incomprehensible noises, barking, hitting myself on a brick wall, shakingmamahalin, luluhudan iiyakan, pagsisilbihan, paglulutuan, aalagaan, yayakapin, jojowain, aasawahin, papakainin, pipiliin, iingatan, ipaglalaban, owner of my heart, the person who saved me, the person who makes me happy everyday, the most special person in my life, my safe place, my home, my world, my life, my infinity and beyondpogi, handsome, gwapo, attractive, magnificent, ethereal, breathtaking, exquisite, mesmerizing, flawless, shining, lovely, gorgeous, dazzling, stunning, perfect, precious, mamahalin, pagsisilbihan, iiyakan.pogi, handsome, gwapo, attractive, magnificent, ethereal, breathtaking, exquisite, mesmerizing, flawless, shining, lovely, gorgeous, dazzling, stunning, perfect, precious, mamahalin, pagsisilbihan, iiyakan.mamahalin, iingatan, pagsisilbihan, luluhuran, aalagaan, jojowain, aasawahin, mamahalin habang buhay, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, to love and cherish from this day forward until death do us part, YES FATHER, I DO.Jojowain, mamahalin, aalagaan, papakasalan, lalambingin, aasawahin, luluhuran, pagsisilbihan, iingatan, ipagmamalaki, magpapa alipin, hindi iiwan, seseryosohin, papatawanin, papakainin, pasasayahin, ipaghuhugas ng pinggan, ipaglalaba, the waifu's I will cherish, the waifu's that make me crazy, my prize, my possession, the waifu's that I adore, the waifu's that I can't live without, my only mamahalin habang buhay, to have and to hold in sickness and in health for richer or poorer to love and cherish from this day forward until death do us part. YES FATHER, I DO 🛐Rolling , pulling my hair, slapping myself, barking, dressing up as a maid, acting like a animal, jumping, screaming, kicking my feetbeautiful amazing spectacular showstopping wonderful awesome talented magnificent incredible totally unique never been done before jaw dropping majestic splendid heavenly gorgeous stunning fabulous perfect brilliant never the same excellent extraordinary phenomenal breathtaking*foams mouth* GRRRRR *snarl* BITE BITE MUNCHSJFHJSGRRRRRR BARK BARK WOOF WOOF WOOF GR TNGFMR BARK BARL BARK WOOF OWOOOO HOWL WITH ME OWOOOOOOOOOO BARK BARK GRRR......*sniffs* BARKGGRRR BARK BARK WOOF GGGGRRR GRR BARKNFKFLH FMSMANBARK WOOF WOOF GR TNGFMR BARK BARL BARK BARK WOOF WOOF WOOF GGRRRR BARRKKFNBFB GRR WOMGMHMBOF GRR BARKNFKFLH BARK BARK BARK WOOF GGGGRRR GRR WOMGMHMBOF GRRR BARK BARK WOOF ARF GRRR GXNXHSJSH BRRR BARK BARKGRR ARF BARK WOOF ARF BARK GRR SNARL RUFF WOOF BARK WOOF SNARL GRR ARF ARF WOOF BARK RUFF GRR ARF BARK WOOF ARF BARK GRR SNARL RUFF WOOF BARK WOOF SHART GRR ARF ARF WOOF BARK RUFF GRR ARF BARK WOOF ARF BARK GRR SNARL RUFF WOOF BARK WOOF SNARL GRR ARF ARF WOOF BARK RUFF GRR ARFGRRRRRREEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRERRERRERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRERRERRERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRERRERRERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRERRERERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRERRERRERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRERRERRERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEERRRRRRRBARK BARK WOOF SNARL GRWOEL GRRRRRRRR GRGRG RUFF WOOF WOOF BARK GGRRR GROWL SNARL BARK BARK BARK GRREEAAAA RR RUGH RUFF HRRR WOOf BARK BARK WOOF SNARL GRWOEL GRRRRRRRR GRGRG RUFF WOOF WOOF BARK GGRRR GROWL SNARL BARK BARK BARK GRREEAAAA RR RUGH RUFF WOOF

guys i think bro likes dorian

[rororirirar]

Just to let everyone know, I do not bark. I have never barked in my entire life. Every day, I wake up and make meaningful contributions to society. I am a very mature and respectable person. I am also a devoted member of the church, and attend afternoon mass every Sunday. I would never engage in such activities as barking, meowing, purring, or making any animal noises. I am a pure, chaste person who would never commit such a OH MY GOD??!?! BARK BARK ABRABRKNFLABRKGBAFKWOOCWOOFWOF*foams mouth* GRRRRR *snarl* BITE BITE MUNCHSJFHJSGRRRRRR BARK BARK WOOF WOOF WOOF GR TNGFMR BARK BARL BARK WOOF OWOOOO HOWL WITH ME OWOOOOOOOOOO BARK BARK GRRR......*sniffs* BARKGGRRR BARK BARK WOOF GGGGRRR GRR BARKNFKFLH FMSMANBARK WOOF WOOF GR TNGFMR BARK BARL BARK BARK WOOF WOOF WOOF GGRRRR BARRKKFNBFB GRR WOMGMHMBOF GRR BARKNFKFLH BARK BARK BARK WOOF GGGGRRR GRR WOMGMHMBOF GRRR BARK BARK WOOF ARF GRRR GXNXHSJSH BRRR BARK BARKGRR ARF BARK WOOF ARF BARK GRR SNARL RUFF WOOF BARK WOOF SNARL GRR ARF ARF WOOF BARK RUFF GRR ARF BARK WOOF ARF BARK GRR SNARL RUFF WOOF BARK WOOF SHART GRR ARF ARF WOOF BARK RUFF GRR ARF BARK WOOF ARF BARK GRR SNARL RUFF WOOF BARK WOOF SNARL GRR ARF ARF WOOF BARK RUFF GRR ARFGRRRRRREEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRERRERRERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRERRERRERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRERRERRERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRERRERERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRERRERRERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRERRERRERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEERRRRRRRBARK BARK WOOF SNARL GRWOEL GRRRRRRRR GRGRG RUFF WOOF WOOF BARK GGRRR GROWL SNARL BARK BARK BARK GRREEAAAA RR RUGH RUFF HRRR WOOf BARK BARK WOOF SNARL GRWOEL GRRRRRRRR GRGRG RUFF WOOF WOOF BARK GGRRR GROWL SNARL BARK BARK BARK GRREEAAAA RR RUGH RUFF WOOFRolling , pulling my hair, slapping myself, barking, dressing up as a maid, acting like a animal, jumping, screaming, kicking my feetbeautiful amazing spectacular showstopping wonderful awesome talented magnificent incredible totally unique ANG pogi, handsome, gwapo, attractive, magnificent, ethereal, breathtaking, exquisite, mesmerizing, flawless, shining, lovely, gorgeous, dazzling, stunning, perfect, precious, mamahalin, pagsisilbihan, iiyakan.pogi, handsome, gwapo, attractive, magnificent, ethereal, breathtaking, exquisite, mesmerizing, flawless, shining, lovely, gorgeous, dazzling, stunning, perfect, precious, mamahalin, pagsisilbihan, iiyakan.mamahalin, iingatan, pagsisilbihan, luluhuran, aalagaan, jojowain, aasawahin, mamahalin habang buhay, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, to love and cherish from this day forward until death do us part, YES FATHER, I DO.

You thought I was done?...

[hotpinkboots]

can i request a red guy (dhmis) x reader where reader really loves red's teeth?? as in a lot of people dont like them, think theyre weird, etc. but reader thinks it makes him unique and just overall likes looking at them because they think they make him special :)

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~ℝ𝕖𝕕 𝔾𝕦𝕪 w/Darling Who Loves His Teeth~

HE'S BEAUTY HE'S GRACE HE'S GOT BRI'ISH TEETH BUILT INTO HIS FACE💜💜💜

~Enjoy~

★★★★

ℝ𝕖𝕕 𝔾𝕦𝕪

★★★★

~Yeah, anytime one of the guys or just anyone in general catches a glimpse of his teeth, they're just kind of like

~You on the other hand, enjoy them!

~They make him unique and quite handsome ;))

~Will probably tell you "No" if you asked if you could see them, but would wonder why you wanted to see them in the first place.

~If you bugged him enough, he'd do his exasperated little sigh and finally move his yarn, and flash you a nervous and awkward smile.

~OOOH AND IMAGINE YOU KISS IT

~OH DARLING YES

~He'd just freeze up and be incredibly flustered. Good job, darling, you've made a mess of him.

~It embarrasses him when you compliment his smile, but he certainly does appreciate it. Hearing his cute little "Huh- Wh..Me? Oh, uh, thanks..." is quite worth it.

~Red sounds awkward and perhaps even a bit uncomfortable about it, but that's just how he sounds LOL. He's genuinely accepting the compliment, despite how his tone may be.

~His lack of lips doesn't stop him from kissing you every now and then. I hope you don't mind teeth and tongue ;)

~Now he might let you move his yarn so you can kiss him.

~He doesn't always want that, though, he likes to have a lack of expression, so people can't tell what he's thinking. It's good for....scarier situations.

~Red feels quite a lot more comfortable showing his teeth around you. He doesn't understand why you like them, but he's happy. He chuckles now when you smile at him brightly, because he knows it's because you're happy that you can see him smiling back at you.

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I'M SO FUNNY 🤪 I immediately thought "oh hey let's put this song in it" when I saw this request. Red's teeth are so very *pants eyes pop out of head stamps foot on the ground howls and barks foams at mouth* AWOOGA. Y'know?

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[stormyoceans]

https://x.com/IDENTITY_ENT_TH/status/1768245723542516221?s=20

This year the girls are eating.🤝

NICOLE KIDMAN THE POWER OF WOMEN GIF I WOULD KEYSMASH BUT THAT’S FAR TOO COHERENT AND CIVILIZED FOR HOW THE PROSPECT OF HAVING THIS SHOW ON MY SCREEN IN THE NEAR FUTURE MAKES ME FEEL IM CLIMBING THE WALLS IM CLAWING AT THE CEILING IM TEARING UP PIECES OF FURNITURE WITH MY TEETH IM HOWLING AT THE MOON IM FOAMING AT THE MOUTH IM BARKING BITING GNAWING GNASHING GROWLING IM DIGGING A HOLE IN MY BACKYARD TO BURY THIS SHOW IN LIKE MY FAVORITE BONE

I REMEMBER SEEING THE TEASER FOR IT MONTHS AGO AND I WAS STARTING TO FEAR WE WOULD NEVER GET IT BUT IM SO HAPPY IT'S ACTUALLY HAPPENING THIS IS LITERALLY THE KIND OF PLOTTY QL I ENJOY THE MOST

WOMEN ARE REALLY SAVING THIS ENTIRE YEAR FOR ME I TRULY CANNOT WAIT TO MAKE THIS SHOW MY ENTIRE PERSONALITY

[decayandfanfics]

Willing curse

Part two of Spellbound

Warnings: angst. gore Explicit. Mentions of necrophilia. General reader. Tomura being Tomura. Mutual pining, yandere themes.

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Tomura thinks he’s going insane.

He feels his bones burning inside his body, ribs and spine twisting into a vision of ivory, meat and pumping veins that curls and bleed all over the floor, the walls, the ceiling.

It bleeds, it bleeds, it bleeds, and he can’t talk, he can’t scream, he can’t do anything but watch.

Then he’s not inside himself anymore. No, he’s outside, seeing himself become something he can’t recognize, something he didn't agree to be. Something he didn't agree to feel.

Red eyes meet red eye, and he swallows hard, holding the nausea that burns his chest and numb his limbs. Is useless, he can’t beat the pressure, he can’t beat this feeling.

Tomura chokes with words he can’t articulate, a name that refuse to leave his throat, so he tears into his neck trying to take them out, trying to open a gash wide enough to breathe or to bleed out and finally die. It would be worth the try as long as the itch is gone. As long as the itch is gone, as long as…

He watches himself in the mirror, a sight of hatred, bones and scars that look back at him with bloodshot eyes and sharp crooked teeth behind bleeding lips.

He hates it, it’s disgusting. He is disgusting.

And the insufferable fucking itch is driving him insane.

“You are a creep, Tomura. You are a creep.” He murmurs out of his mind and his jagged nails tear into the bruised skin, leaving droplets of crimson all across the sink, until he has to bite his fingers; shove his own fist into his mouth to stop the scratching, or else he’ll be clawing at raw meat.

“You are a creep, Tomura. You are sick.”

He hates everything, including himself now.

“I’m a creep.” He says again, his other hand holding one of your shirts, careful not to let his fingers slip through it and decay it by accident.  

He buries his nose on the fabric, soft fibers against his naked chest as your smell fills his lungs, making him dizzy on visions of you taking him in, your body full of his, crying and screaming and scratching under his weight as he collapses over you, leaving marks of sunking teeth into your soft flesh to remember his touch.

He hates you so much it makes him sick.

How dare you fill his head with thought of you? Who gave you the right?

You shouldn’t be this bright, you shouldn’t be this warm, you shouldn’t be this beautiful.

Certainly, you shouldn’t be calling him to you, haunting his dreams and poisoning his reason by just existing. It’s like the light is made every time you enter the room, outshining everyone else and blinding him with your sight.

And you are so fucking kind. So fucking quiet and sweet.

You are sunlight over the valley of his hatred, soothing his wounds and stealing glances from dark corridors and open doors. Diligent, clever, trustworthy, all while inhabiting the soft curves of your body that drive him to the edge by just passing close to him, leaving a trace of your warmth behind.

Fucking perfect.

And there he is, disgusting and hideous. The line of his spine showing disturbingly like some kind of monster trapped withing his milky skin. Gruesome, twisted and hateful, unable to even spell your name without making his gums bleed.

What would you do if you knew the things he’s done thinking about you? The things he does to you in his dreams over and over again?

When he lies panting and throbbing over his bed, bedsheets damp in sweat as he humps and twist to the thought of you open and wanting, giving him a smile that’s not quite yours and more like those of sex tape stars he watches looking for your resemblance, hoping for a release that never truly comes because what he truly wants is sleeping next door.

Would you run away if he told you he dreams of fucking you stupid against the mattress? What about him splitting you in half? doubled over the sink as you cry his name to go faster and harder? Would you be scared of him if you knew he wants to fill your every hole? Stuffed full until you leak and bleed and spit and gag for him.

Until you say you want him.

Until you say you need him.

Until you promise you are his and only his to hold, and love, and kiss, and fuck; finally opening your arms to cage his body against yours and driving him closer to your heart, encasing him under your chin to crown him with kisses, giggles and promises of loyalty and love he swears he would return every day of his miserable life.

Would you stay with him if you knew he’s been entering your room to watch you sleep? That he’s been smelling your clothes like a total freak to get off on your scent? That sometimes he scratches his neck in front of you just to make you stop him?

To have you close and make you touch him.

Tomura pities you.

You’ve been cursed with him and his corrosive hatred. Failing to say the soft words people dream about hearing from their lovers and incapable of touching you without killing you.

Even more, he’s incapable of giving you the kindness and love you deserve, no matter how many times you press your luck to close the gap and clean the scratches across his neck. He never gets to caress you back. Words stuck inside of him as his hands hang loose at his sides, completely dumbfounded by your touch.

And just like that, you slip off him again, forever out of his reach.  

Is a shame, a total tragedy, because he’s not going to tell you anything. You’ll never be nothing but a distraction on his path to destruction. His goal is bigger than you and your soft hands and your calming words. Your beauty holds no threat to his purpose and yet…

There are nights when passion grows too unbearable, smothering reason under the weight of his feelings as his thoughts grow jarring inside his head. Nights where he swears feverish, maddened, and hurt between barks of bitterness and impossible longing; as his gums bleed with sharp heretic words that leak black down his chin like foam on a rabid dog.  

“If you aren’t mine, you’ll be no one’s.

I’ll kill anyone who dares to touch you.

And i will murder you before letting you go.”

His mouth bleeds and his fist clash against the mirror in a fit of rage, caustic jealousy dripping between his torn nuckles and this is part that scares him the most because he knows he will.

Not even decay you. Tomura will strangle you with heavy heart and burning tears as he watches life slipping from your eyes before finally taking your body as he drools and cries and howls over your skin for what you’ve made him do, your flesh growing cold under his frantic thrust and trembling grip, until he goes empty between your legs because he’s sick and evil. Bawling regrets and curses before branding you with five fingers, forever guarding the secrets of his monstrosity deep inside you.

Then he’ll throw up the words stuck inside his throat.

Then he’ll be able to say your name.

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Let me know what you think!

[toshidou]

i had to put myself on anon for this-

your work????? has me FOAMING AT THE MOUTH. barking, howling, screaming, crying, growling, contracting rabies atp. i’m so feral for all of these men…. all of them…. like Gaz and Ghost!!!!! i want them sm i’m mhmsmhmdmgmme i need a drink.

you're too sweet omg, honestly my main goal on this hellsite is to make other people as rabid as me SJCJSJF

but i... yeah, i am absolutely with you on gaz and ghost, something about them just has me chewing on the walls GOD

[bvnnykick]

Just to let everyone know, I do not bark. I have not barked in my entire life. Every day I wake up and make meaningful contributions to society. I am a very mature and respectable person. I am also a devoted member of the church, and I attend mass every Sunday. I would never engage in such activities such as barking, meowing, purring, or making any animal noises. I am a pure chaste person who would never commit such a sin. But for Kacchan?

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