#omfg i'm dead

[eternalconsxlationprize]

Colton: YOU KILL ME DUDE 🤣🤣🤣 Colton: Also, this goes straight to your contact Colton: Good. I have an unused home cinema here so we're making it epic.

Mack: You better wtf Mack:

Mack: Me and you brother Mack: COUNT ME IN!!! Mack: I haven't watched the other shows since it dropped so it's all gonna feel new to me 🤣 @eternalconsxlationprize

[pascalisthepunkest]

HAPPY 50th BIRTHDAY, PEDRO!

[konigsblog]

WARNINGS: STEPCEST, NON-CON/DUB-CON, MANIPULATION, INTOXICATION, ALCOHOL CONSUMPTION.

stepbrothers könig and krueger... those cheeky, cruel bastards, having no remorse for what they do to their younger stepsister. :(

they're brutal and harsh with their words; slut shaming and victim blaming you, telling you that it was your fault, that you came onto them in your drunken, intoxicated and needy state.

krueger and könig will make you sob pathetically, after slipping an aphrodisiac into your drink, watching you fidget with your hands and squirm in your seat at the sensation of your cum-soaked panties. arousal runs down your soft, supple thighs in droplets, rubbing them together in fruitless attempt at concealing the way your body was suddenly reacting. they'd handed you more alcohol, forcing it down your throat while they became more touchy, your perspective on your stepbrothers beginning to change and become warped, twisted into something it shouldn't be.

as they were your stepbrothers, their duty was to protect you, to care for you. yet, they took advantage of the power and authority they had over you. through your drunken state, you didn't recognise them as your stepbrothers anymore, beginning to rub against them in an attempt to seduce them, smirking at one another as they began to peel your wet, slick panties off. your lips attached to krueger's, dragging your tongue over his bottom lip and intertwining your tongue with his, while könig pressed his muscular hips around you, running his bulbous, hot cock over your folds. he gave you a last chance to redeem yourself, to realise how perverted you looked, before he took what he desired.

he rolled his broad hips against your rear, chuckling hoarsely at the sound of you sucking in a sharp, deep breath. you moaned against krueger's lips as könig grinded himself against you, holding back his grunts as he prodded against your slit. your hole weeped, desiring to be filled and stuffed full, while your pretty head was all fucked up and confused, feeling krueger guide your head lower to his crotch. sat on all fours like a mutt, your ass in the air and your face pressed and nuzzled against krueger's hot, bulging crotch, the feeling and outline of his hard, stiff dick leaving you drooling over his boxers. you moaned blissfully as könig began to thrust against you, pushed inside of your puffy, wet heat. your body ached and your cunt throbbed at the stretch, yet, you pleaded for the man behind you to go harder, unaware of what was really going on...

your lips opened, wrapping around krueger's lengthy, veiny dick, as he began to push and guide your head lower, throwing his head back as you took him all the way down to the base. something inside of you twisted, your stomach churning with guilt and unknown shame, not understanding why it felt so wrong, but so so good all at the same time... your moans were silenced and muffled as you sucked krueger's dick, leaving his balls coated in drool as your coated him in spit, panting and heaving and attempting to catch your breath as könig rammed and slammed against your poor, tight ass.

your core tightened with your orgasm, arousal building up inside of you, causing your eyes to glisten and your pussy to throb and pulse around könig uncontrollably. god, they knew how disgusting and depraved this was; to perv on their younger stepsister, in your vulnerable and reliant state. you clung to them, sucking krueger off and looking into his eyes with shame, while könig's balls smacked against your cunt repeatedly, sending you over the edge, bruising your warm wetness and leaving you shaken up with cum dripping from your tongue.

the next morning, your body felt weak and the realisation left you trembling and disgusted. unable to look at them in the eye, or even yourself in the mirror. thinking about how depraved you were last night, while they told you it wasn't their fault – their bodies reacted, and they were just treating you right, after all, that's their duty, taube. :(

[shaylogic]

"Is Charles your 'special' friend?"

[the-maddened-hatter]

So I've mentioned before that my irl friend and my partner got me to watch HoTD, but since we got caught up to the season finale of that we're now watching GOT.

So during a Littlefinger & Varys scene one of them mentioned how the two of them could both just absolutely kick Larys' ass as whisper masters and just now all I can picture is Larys just fucking full on snot crying after they've been bullying him at like 1/10th of their power for one (1) day and he's just like "Alicent can you come pick me up? I'm scared."

[slayerdurge]

you know when durge cut off gale's hand in the portal i was like "well obviously he's not really dead now he'll just show up later" but uhh it's been a bit and he still hasn't shown up... lol

[auguryofjellyfish]

me @ ken rn

[undeaddove9]

NSFW WARNING!!!

contains noncon, boypussy Rody, impregnation, wolf Vince with a knot, knotting

little red riding Rody hood au where Rody's walking through the woods, on his way to visit Manon's house but gets abruptly stopped in his tracks by wolf Vince, who's completely naked in his lower region and judging by the size of his erection, he looks like he's about to pop a knot at any moment.

There was no way out for the auburn haired as his face and upper abdomen were forcefully pushed down to the ground and his ass up by the wolf man oh so suddenly. Vince licked his lips, he then tears the bottom garments belonged to the man before him, exposing his equally wet pussy.

Was this really happening? Rody's panicking thoughts were rudely interrupted when he felt something poking at his folds and he had no time to fully react and could only led out a scream of pain as Vince's throbbing erection finally pushed into his unwilling tight cunt.

They were getting it on for hours with Vince continuously thrusting that hot red cock into Rody's swollen pussy and he was showing no signs of stopping. Rody on the other hand, was shaking profusely with overstimulation as the taller male's cock was repeatedly rubbing its tip at his cervix.

Vince gave his final thrusts before forcing his knot all the way inside of Rody's pussy. Poor little red, he's completely filled to the brim with the wolf's hot semen and knot. While his mind went completely blank, Vince's own mind could only repeat out "breed, breed, breed" as his swollen bulb was slowly deflating before pulling out of the smaller male.

Rody lets out a small moan, his tummy slightly expanding, filled with Vince's load. Some semen managed to flow out of his entrance, though. He stayed on the ground for a while, catching his breath with chest rising and falling almost rapidly. He was so exhausted.

While he was panting his heart out, Vince moved to his side and gave him a small kiss on the forehead and gently rubs his hand (or paw??) on Rody's still bulging belly. He then muttered out in the red head's ear with a sly grin on his face, "You're going to be a mommy. You're going to carry my pups soon".

Rody couldn't do anything but gulp in fear.

Uh oh.

[wormholxtreme]

[somerandomdutchfangirl]

Hhh,,, might cave and make a fanfic about Them

[haventacluewhatimdoing]

THEY FUCKING REFERENCE DEAD POETS SOCIETY IN THE FINAL EPISODE OF HOUSE?!?!!?!?! THEY FUCKING DID THAT!?!?!?!!

[vuulpecula]

✖ @deficd inquired forever ago: 💀 reversed tho with arthur :')

askbox clear out | 2025 ↳ send 💀 for my muse to die in your muse's arms ( or reverse ).

"Arthur, Arthur!" Fox sputtered, brushing broken glass from his face while above even more bottles shattered. Raining down upon them crystal and liquor. There was so much alcohol being wasted by the shootout that she could see it seeping through the floorboards, his blood mixing to create tributaries in the river of Kentucky Bourbon and gin.

"Don't you dare die on me, don't you dare, Arthur Morgan." She had to shout over the gunfire, ducking as the legs of a chair broke from the seat upon impact with the wall. Buttons ricocheted like bullets as she ripped his shirt open, searching for the leak in his torso. There were so many. Buckshot. That damned shotgun wielding son of a bitch was still firing. The loud pops staggered between the shorter bursts. He was going to die for what he'd done. Shooting her poor Arthur--they weren't even part of whatever mess was happening. Wrong place at the wrong time.

"Micah," another bastard she didn't trust, and likely the one who got them into this mess in the first place, looked over at her from his cover on the other end of the bar. "Shotgun, left-side." The grunt of confirmation was all she needed before she returned her attention to Arthur. Wiping away moisture as it stung her eyes.

"Look at me, we're going to get out of here, alright? I know it hurts, just, just--" There was so much blood soaking through his clothes, even with his shirt ripped open. His skin sallow, growing colder by the minute. Her hands were shaking as she tried to stem the bleeding, knowing that it was no use. Even if, by some miracle, a doctor found them that very instant, his chances for survival were next to nothing. He was shaking too, looking at her in that way that she knew he was thinking of something to say, but in classic Arthur fashion, was keeping all those pretty words to himself.

"I know," she nodded, shifting to pull him onto her lap. Back against the bar, arm shaking as she supported his weight. Dead weight. "You're gonna wait by the river for me, right? We're gonna meet down there, like we did." His lips were losing their color. "We're gonna meet down there and we'll go fishin' and I'll push you the water, and you'll be so mad with me." Her laugh came out closer to a sob. Above, another bottle shattered, but it was her tears that wet his face, not the liquor. Rubbing a thumb against his cheek, the stubble scratching in the familiar way she was never going to feel again after today. "We're gonna lay out on grass, in the sun, and none of this shit's gonna matter anymore, alright? There ain't gonna be any plans or schemes or god-damn robberies, it's just gonna be you and me. You and me, you hear me?" She took a shuddering breath. By the vacant way his blue eyes looked past her, he wasn't hearing anything anymore. "You've gotta wait for me by the river, Arthur Morgan, you gotta wait for me because this time I'm gonna do it right and I'm gonna tell you I love you instead of pushing you in that water. I'm gonna tell you, you just gotta wait for me. Just promise you'll wait--"

"Fox! He's dead! We're all gonna be if you don't grab a gun and help me!" She'd put a bullet in his brain for that later, when she knew for sure that it was his fault. But for now, she wiped her nose and eyes on her sleeve, ignoring how red it had grown, and closed Arthur's eyes. She laid him gently upon the floor, in that river of liquor, and placed his hat back on his head. Then, she got to work.

[ribbondee]

GUUUUUUUUUYS LOOK AT THIS NEW PIECE OF PIZZA TOWER MERCH! IF IT'S NOT THEM ACKNOWLEDGING THE LARIO MEME IDK WHAT IT IS!!!

Also there's two more new plushies, one of Pillar (er, Pillow) John and rabbit Noisette. So frigging cool!

[peppy-jester]

Hello, ladies, look at your man, now back to me, now back at your man, now back to me. Sadly, he isn’t me, but if he stopped using ladies scented body wash and switched to Old Spice, he could smell like he’s me. Look down, back up, where are you? You’re on a boat with the man your man could smell like. What’s in your hand, back at me. I have it, it’s an oyster with two tickets to that thing you love. Look again, the tickets are now diamonds. Anything is possible when your man smells like Old Spice and not a lady. I’m on a horse.

Is utterly confused by what Anon just said there.

"Wha- . . . I-. .. WHAT!?"

[flying-cat]

why are trump supporters all Like That

[dyesprout0ysphoria]

Guys help me i'm spiraling into Dead Plate please help me