#ohhhh hoooo

[naffeclipse]

[inseparabiles]

woke up three hours ago and all I've done is roll around in bed thinking about the Roman Empire

[coconut530]

🏳️‍🌈🫡

[ysantuals]

yk what they say about saving a horse....

[its-a-full-galaxy]

Heads turned as the conflict rippled through the Force, the two minds thrashing against each other. The fangs of Darius's thoughts dug deep into Stryfe's mind, holding him in place like the prey item he was, and he only paused when he felt Talon touch his shoulder.

His eyes flicked to her and were she connected to him as Stryfe was, he would have snapped at her too. But her touch was physical and thus out of reach of his mind's teeth. Still, the Mandalorian wasn't interested in listening. Stryfe had prodded the wolf and no one provoked him without paying for it.

He pressed forward, thoughts digging into Stryfe again as the broad shadow of Talon's master fell over the trio.

Mismatched eyes surveyed the scene, Talon standing at ease beside the Mandalorian who mind was tearing into Stryfe. A frown creased his features as he glanced at his Right Hand.

"Talon," Darth Krayt said in a low voice. "You have not disciplined your slave. You have allow him to run wild with your fellows. That is unacceptable." He lifted a hand and extended his will to the man. He felt the electric shock in the Force as his will connected with the two in combat.

Darius's eyes flashed as he caught the touch of Krayt's will and launched an attack of his own. The head of the wolf divided, one bearing its teeth as it held Stryfe while the other to twisted to bite at the new intruder.

Krate observed with interest, the fangs of the man's thoughts sinking into his own shielded thoughts. Like using an armored bracer to fend off a rogue massiff, Krayt held him off before forcing his will forward. Curling his fingers, he pushed to forward, gripping the wolf by its scruff and forcing the Mandalorian's mind off of his apprentice and back into the man's own head.

Stryfe gasped for air, his hands splayed against the ground as blood dripped from his nose. As he did, Krayte stepped forward, his gold and blue gaze fixed on Darius as he pressed the Force on him..

The Mandalorian writhed in his seat, kept in place by the Sith's use of the force while he pushed against the dark lord's mind. Krayt's will pressed the against him harder and harder, pinning the wolf-shaped thoughts in place until a man began to take shape.

Darius grit his teeth, squeezing his eyes shut as Krayte pressed against his mind. There was a flash of other men with black uniforms and silver eyes, each one peeling away something from the Mandalorian. There was pain, loss, a ripping away of anything superfluous until all that was left was the Mandalorian.

Finally, the wolf shrank into the shape of the man, the closest defenses he had gleaming like black armor around the core of his mind. Krayt tightened his grip and watched the man curled forward, his eyes squeezed shut, but he didn't press back. The Sith lord held him there for a moment before releasing him.

Darius inhaled sharply, his body trembling as he tried to catch his breath.

Darth Krayt straightened with dark satisfaction and turned to Talon as Stryfe pushed himself to his feet.

"Master your captive, Talon," he growled sternly. "Until he knows who is master here, he will continue to fight and I have no use for an untrained dog. You will start with his name and then with this."

Pulling a strap from his armor, the Sith Lord held out what looked to be a collar of sorts to his apprentice, the inside of it studded with shock nodes.

"This will help you train him. Name him. Use him. Shape him. Remind him that his name before now means nothing. His life is yours and his purpose is to serve yours. If he has more ability with the Force, hone it but only after he accepts his place by your feet."

Anger riled within the Force, drawing Krayt's mismatched gaze to the dark-haired Mandalorian whose furious golden eyes caught his for a moment before looking down again. Krayt considered him and looked back at Talon. "This is not a man, Talon. He is a loth wolf and he will be tamed or be killed. He will submit or die."

He gazed at the Mandalorian, waiting to see the man's reaction, before looking back at Talon. "Now, collar him."

Even with the new Dark Emperor present, Darius's heart burned within him. Though he was still recovering from the Sith's attack on his mind, he was still aware enough to move and fight back. And he would! The Sith could hack at his mind and press his brain into the back of his skull if they wanted, but he wouldn't be collared like a dog!

Darius watched Talon. She was naiive for a Sith. Slavery was one of the cardinal sins of the Empire, a tool they used to subjugate unruly or independent-thinking systems. It was an evil even the Old Republic hadn't been able to stamp out, and one he'd grown too familiar with in his travels through the galaxy.

One thing every master knew was that in the end, if a slave wasn't property, then it was a captive. And until that captive broke or yielded, they were dangerous - like an untrained massiff on a tether - and he was no different.

Frowning pensively, Darius dabbed the bacta onto his forehead, wincing at the sting of it, when a second Sith knocked and entered uninvited. He narrowed his golden eyes to slits as he watched the newcomer. Bold. Arrogant. Dismissive. By his bearing, the man knew his way around slaves, though he seemed more intent on humiliating Darth Talon than anything. The disrespect he radiated by trespassing and patronizing her was palpable and had Darius tensing like a coil ready to spring.

"... I'll demonstrate."

Pain exploded in Darius's head, forcing him to recoil in his seat. But like a bow string pulled back, the Mandalorian lurched forward, his face twisted with fury. Like a wire connecting to a source, the Sith connected to the Mando. The path opened between them and his thoughts, dark and sharp, lunged forward like the fangs of a lothwolf. They were black with the pain of having his mind scourged by the Darr'thumbrians, the Imperial Videre 100 years ago in the Empire's past. Outer aspects of the young man's thoughts had been burned black with only his core remaining, a core seen only in the eyes of the obsidian loth-wolf now projected in the mind's eye.

Darius pushed forward, his golden eyes gleaming as he tried to tear into the sith through the link the bold man had made. He pulled at all the information he could, the man's name, his rank, his prowess, everything he could before shaking the head of his mental wolf to try and cause as much psychological damage as he could. Though he couldn't make the link himself or connect with the Force outside of him, he was as dangerous as any Imperial Videre when another Force user connected with him, and today, he had no obligation to hold back.

[lovinglabor]

this is long so I’m sorry in advance but thanks for reading ❤️

Ada was finally in labor with her little girl after a hard pregnancy. Her husband had left her when she found out she was pregnant. She had hired a midwife & was going to birth at a birthing center. This birthing center wasn���t like most, it had male & female partners to help you through the labor with whatever means necessary.

Ada had checked herself at home after her contractions started, she was 4 cms. She barely got dressed when a contraction hits, “HOOOOO, OOOOOH!” she moaned. She finally finished getting dressed in biker shorts and a sports bra. She grabbed her stuff to head out the door. Another contraction comes, and she’s squatting. “OHHHHHHHH! GOD!” she grunted.

She finally got in the car and headed toward the birthing center that’s about 45 minutes away. With her belly exposed she could see the baby tumbling around and feel every bit of it too. Stopping at a red light another contraction comes. “hooooo, hoooooooo, oooh!” she lowly moans with one hand on her belly. “Hooo please wait until to get to the center, pleeeease!” The light turns green and she turns into the birthing center.

She grabs her things and begins to walk to the door, hand on her gravid and dropping belly. She checks into the center and walks down the hall to her room with a tub. Her hired partner Paul was waiting for her in her room. Paul was attractive and loved his job helping women in labor.

Ada gets comfortable taking her pants off and waddles over to Paul. He stands up and she throws her arms around his neck and works through her contractions. “OOOOOOOOH, ohhhhhh, HEEE, HOO!” She moans loud. Paul’s hands work her lower back to help relieve some pain.

His touch feels magical to Ada, touching her in all the right places. She turns around and leans back into Paul. He puts his hands under her belly and gently rubs. Ada oddly moans with pleasure this time. He rubs her hips and his hand migrates to her swollen clit. Ada lets out a breathy moan as Paul whispers for her to go sit in the reclining chair. She does as instructed and spreads her legs nice and wide for Paul. He sits in front of her, smiling gently as he checks her. “9 cms Ada, you’re doing great.. I’m going to rub your clit to see if you get some relief during your contractions, okay?” Ada nods in agreement.

Not long after he says that, a contraction slams her. “OHHHHH! PAUL!” she moans. He gently rubs her clit. He can tell Ada’s enjoying it as well. “HOOOOO! Oh! I NEED TO PUUUUUSH!” Paul holds her legs open as she begins to push.. “OOOOOH, fuuuck! OWWWWWW!” “Great push Ada!” Paul praises. Ada gets up, and turns on the water for the pool and gets in.

As she’s pushing in the tub, Paul gets in with her, doing as he did in the chair. Gently rubbing her clit, and nursing her leaky breasts of milk. “OOHHHHHGHGGG! FUCK! I’m crowning!” she screams. She wraps her arm around Paul and rubs his head as he nurses and rubs. “HOOOOOOOO, oh it BURNS!” she lets out. “OH! I can’t STOP PUSHING!” “OOOOOOHHHHH, OHHHHH! GAAAAAAAH! She grunts. She’s writhing in pain. She swats Paul’s hand away and she rubs her spreading lips around the baby’s head. “Oh! I feel her! OHHH! GUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGH!” She grunts out. With that push, the baby’s head pops out. “Great job Ada, not much longer! Push two more times!”

Ada gathers her breath, and pushes as hard as she can “ HOOOOOOOO! HHAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUU! Hoooo hooo, AUUUUUUUUUGGHHHHH!” She screams as the baby is finally born.

“Ohhhh, I did it!” she says gently holding her baby. “Great job Ada, I can’t wait to help you with the next baby”

Xoxo 💋

-Loving Labor

[pregnant-and-birthing]

Ohhhh....hoooo.....another one is coming I am feeling like I need to push so bad!

[taradiddled]

Lucifer: What's up? You've got that pinch to your forehead that you get when you're either, A, constipated, or, B, constipated AND thinking hard on something.

Ada: I'm over eight months pregnant with your kid, prick. Of COURSE I'm constipated. But...yeah, guess I am kind of thinking on something pretty hard.

Lucifer: Liiiiiiike my dick?

Ada: (snorts a laugh) No, you goon. More like, how I used to see you, up in Heaven, years ago, when we hated each others' guts. I used to get these really sick revenge fantasies about you, where I humiliated you, and treated you like shit. They could get...pretty fucking graphic. And I hadn't had one those fantasies since I came to the palace, but, last night...

Lucifer: Ah. Did you...want to hurt me?

Ada: Yes, and...no. Not really. You see, this is fucking embarrassing, but those revenge fantasies NEVER ended with you, like, actually in pain.

Lucifer: But you said they got pretty 'graphic'. What else could that mean?

Ada: (blushing)

Lucifer: ...oh. Oh. OHHHH! Oh-ho-ho-hoooo...really?

Ada: I couldn't even have proper REVENGE FANTASIES about you. One minute, I'd be smacking you in the face, the next, we're horizontal on some cloud, and I'm suffocating you with my thighs.

Lucifer: The fun way?

Ada: The fun way.

[soaps-mohawk]

JUSR FINISHED THE CHAPTER AND HOOOO MY GOD I NEED TO SIT DOWN OKAY

I rarely send in asks right after but I NEED TO GET THIS ONE OUT

I knew this was what was gonna happen but OHHH MY GOD that was intense 😭😭😭 I can’t even tell you how many times I needed to take a lap reading that just to let myself process what was going on

WHEN THE FIC SO GOOD IT GOT YOU SHAKING AND YOUR HEART POUNDING. That was intense holy shit

THERE IS NO WAY 😭 as soon as I read that last line I just shouted OHHHH BROTHERRR

every time man 😭😭 OMEGA CANNOT HAVE ONE DAY OF PEACE

the bear. the camera in the bear omg I would have exploded

I can’t imagine how that must feel 😭 to be betrayed by your own comfort items in your own bed?!?! Brother I would be done for

AND SIMON???!!! MY BOY NO COME BACK TO ME 😭 we just got him and now we’re having him taken away AGAIN. FUCK

grips the table. please let them be okay please let them be okay please let them be okay please let them be okay please let them be okay please let them be okay please let them be okay please let them be okay please let them b

All good babes 💚

Mhm take a seat, take your time, scream all you need. I get it lol

Yep it was a painful one. I'm so mean I know. So very evil, making everyone suffer and then ending on a cliffhanger? villainous

Peace? 'Mega knows no peace right now. I would have perished with the bear. Honestly. I don't blame her for reacting the way she did (same though that's why I wrote it that way lmaoo).

Don't worry, Simon will get himself together eventually. I can spoil that because it's kind of obvious it's gonna happen lol.

Eventually...they'll be okay eventually...eventually...

[imaginethezeldaverse]

I remember you saying a while ago that Daruk has a breeding kink and uh..... could you perhaps expand on that? 👀

I................................ O-Okay 🙈

He's aware that Gorons and Hylians can't reproduce. It's not in their biology to do so, especially since his race reproduces asexually. However, that has not stopped Gorons from packing heavy, heavy ahem...equipment. With that in mind, Daruk is comfortable knowing that he can't knock you up no matter what (assuming you don't want children - if you do, that's definitely a conversation worth having to him!) so as long as you're comfortable with him finishing inside you...ohhh he plans on it. Daruk's a big guy, round and soft in some ways and rigid and ungodly strong in others. A piece of that strength shows in the way he takes to pounding you down against whatever surface you might be on. Sometimes it’s in the style of a mating press, with your legs caged under the same rippling muscles that breaks boulders and splits mountainsides. Maybe he’ll have your body bent over, his warm, solid chest and rounded belly pressing into your back. Or perhaps it’ll be with you barely holding onto his arm as he fucks up into you at a pace that has your eyes rolling into the back of your head. He’ll talk you through it too, rumbling with lust and husk in your ear that he needs to feel you cumming around him - of course, you’re already spasming past your peak by then with the way he fills and stretches you out soooo fucking deliciously.

It’s when he starts mumbling that you know he’s close. Things like “Hahhh hahhhhh, so good, ohhhh so good” or “Gonna…hrghhh fill you up…you’ll be good for me’n take it, wontcha?” or even “Hoooo sweetheart, I feel ya clenchin’ round me - nghhhaaa you keep doin’ that and I’m gonna —“

And oh the sounds he makes when he roars his orgasm in your ear the way he does. His cock slides into you as deep as he can fit it as his release rips through him. He’s so thick and so so big that you feel it pulse inside you as he fills your willing hole with his seed. But he doesn’t necessarily stop there, oh no. He keeps feeding your body long, drawn out thrusts until you’ve milked his cock for every drop it has to spare. Only then will he pull out of you - and it will be messy. Depending on how long he holds out fucking you through your first orgasm until he reaches his, you might cum a second time simply from the way he drags his length in and out of your walls as he’s spilling inside you. Either way, he’s satisfied having given you every bit of him imaginable - and Daruk takes pride (and some latent, instinctual pleasure) in knowing that while even though he can’t actually breed you - the way your body bends and begs for him to fuck you like you are 100% he could (and you want him to) is more than enough for him.

[infinitegeli]

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[goresnax-archive]

THE BABIES HATCHING!!!!!

Ooh boy oh boy oh boy.

Eyyyyyyyyy

OH GRUMP, OH LORD, OHHHH BOY-

Hey, Wambus, BREATHE-

I THINK I'M GON' HAVE A HEART ATTACK-

Do not do that, it would be INSANELY inconvenient-

HOOOO LORD-

"DUDE. PEEPAW. BREATHE, IT'LL BE FINE-"

BUT HWUT IF-

It'll be fine!- Sweetpea will be okay, just take a deep breath, and wait for them to break through the shell!-

HHHHH- ... HHHhhhhhhalright-

[pursuitseternal]

🍃

I know A FEW, but, it’d be impolite not to ask! 🍆

Ohhhh hoooo! Go time:

kissing the top of my head

Grabbing my butt

Also… sucking on my ear. I love asmr, and nothing just sends me like a wet mouth on my ear.

Praise

They are all very subtle in real life…

In fanfic…

Sauron’s c*ck as drawn by @marimosalad 😉

Sauron’s ass as drawn by her too 😈

Dirty talk followed by praise

😘

[sunset-peril]

Ohhhh ho ho HOOOO

[hanasaku-shijin]

legit tho... if i have to watch Frenda die this season im gonna lose my shit.

[dendrograna]

So, dark content got me thinking what if the creator was suicidal or if the creator has abusive past, of course without the imposter au. Otherwise it'd be too dark

Obviously, consider this if you are comfortable with this topic

I love your work 🤌

ohhhh man. they would be so worried for you

In the eyes of the general public, they look on your old world like one would look at hell. Somewhere that would allow their Creator to be treated so horribly, so miserably that they wanted to end their own life? Just how evil were the people around you?

If you still have suicidal thoughts, they do everything they can to help, but... I doubt they wouldn't be a little extreme with it. They don't allow you to be alone for any length of time because they worry you'll hurt yourself, so someone is always with you, even when you're asleep or in the shower. What if you try to drown yourself, or try to suffocate yourself in your sheets? What will happen to Teyvat if you aren't there anymore?

They give you all the help they can give, but they need to guarantee you stay safe. And if the person who abused you is around where they can reach them? Hoooo boy they are in for it.