#the cradile

[milfstalin]

Is Pakistan about to join the BRICS in earnest? Is it stepping off its US-centric trajectory and reassessing its foreign policy priorities in response to Washington’s increasing interest in cozying up to India – or is there a tactic in play to force the Americans to revert attention back to Islamabad?

Experts and scholars believe that Pakistan is walking a tightrope and cannot afford to rock the boat right now, especially when it finds itself in dire need of financial support from its traditional partners. This is a critical moment for the economically depleted South Asian nuclear power. By all accounts, the US appears to have moved on from this relationship – for one, it no longer relies on Pakistan's assistance since pulling out of Afghanistan following a deal with the Taliban in Doha. 

[...]

Officially, Islamabad announced it applied for BRICS membership in late 2023. While confirming the move, the Pakistan foreign office described BRICS as an "important group of developing countries" and hoped that by joining the alliance, Pakistan could play an important role in furthering international cooperation and revitalizing “inclusive multilateralism.”

Even though Indian officials did not publicly react to Islamabad's declaration, Pakistan may face tough resistance from some founding BRICS members, including India, which, according to Mushahid Hussain Sayed, chairperson of Pakistan Senate’s foreign affairs committee, may play a "spoiler" over Pakistan's application for membership. Not that this is something new.

[...]

"The US reacted sharply to Imran Khan's visit to Russia in 2022, but a decade ago, the US and its NATO allies preferred to ignore the country's rebalancing efforts with China and Russia—two rising powers in the region—because at that time relations with Pakistan were critical for their supplies in Afghanistan," Tahir Khan, a geopolitical analyst and expert on Afghanistan, tells The Cradle.

Khan says the US began to exert pressure on Pakistan to roll back its policy toward China and Russia shortly after its withdrawal from Afghanistan. Following the April government change in Islamabad, he adds, Pakistan has shown greater caution in terms of its relations with China and Russia:

"The perception of policy change in Pakistan does not hold water in the context of the lukewarm progress of the China-Pakistan Economic Corridor (CPEC), Islamabad's inability to address China's security concerns, deteriorating Pakistan-Afghan relations, and Pakistan's utter failure to match China's increasing thrust on investment and economic linkages with Afghanistan." 

Khan adds that engagement with Russia has remained dormant following unverified reports about Pakistan's weapon linkages with Ukraine. “On the contrary, Pakistan’s archrival India has done its balancing act more effectively than Pakistan."

The US State Department imposed sanctions on a Chinese research institute and several additional companies on 13 September, a move that appears to be a part of a continuous effort to exert pressure on both China and Pakistan. The US claimed that these companies were involved in supplying Pakistan's ballistic missile program.

Pakistan's Foreign Office vehemently denounced the US action as unfair and politicized, responding in a tone never heard before. In a statement on Saturday, September 14, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs spokesperson Mumtaz Zehra Baloch claimed that the US had listed several commercial entities last year “merely on suspicion” because the items for which the companies were sanctioned were not listed under any export control regime, and they considered them sensitive under broad, catch-all provisions.

Without naming India and Israel, Baloch wrote, “It is well known that some governments have readily bypassed licensing restrictions for advanced military technologies to their favored states while claiming stringent nonproliferation laws for others." Baloch said US sanctions were "double standards and discriminatory" and "undermine the legitimacy of global nonproliferation regimes, raise military asymmetries, and jeopardize world peace and security."

How much longer will Islamabad tread water with Washington before switching sides to save itself? This is the very same sort of treadmill that countries like China, Russia, and Iran walked – all of them, at some point or other, sought to trust US goodwill before realizing that Washington had none in stock.

22 Sept, 2024

[ouppypio]

GOD THIS SONG IS SO LESELY AND DAVID/YELLOW GUY IM GOING TO CRY FUCK

[astralnymphh]

MDNI — movie nights with jackson!ellie/fwb!ellie, very slight breeding kink. sweetest gal you've ever befriended, and she's been inviting you over for sleepovers the past four years— well, it's not a matter of darkening your doorstep and asking in person anymore. it's routine nowadays; (1) friday sunsets, (2) her place, (3) bring pot (used to be board games, but you both found other forms of entertainment) and lastly - depending on whose turn it is to bring their movie of choice - (4) bring the disc. having said all that, recently, a fifth bulletpoint has been thrown into the bargain. you're unsure on why or when it's materialized or even became a fibre of thought - for all you know, it feels fucking good when she uses it on you. atop her disheveled, pale violet bed, you're half a drug and half a delicacy, "dina doesn't come around anymore. you're the only one— mhh, fuck, so fucking tight around me," her deep grunts melting into your ear so sugar-like, your brain begins to rot of her, and you forget what day it even is. it's lewd sweetness against the mediocre-quality audio of a movie - the exact one playing beyond the nude hill of her butt, dove in-between your cradiling thighs. one moment, she's combing the flesh of your thighs through the hungry teeth of her fingertips in desperation to have you closer - cock almost meshing your cervix, and in later moments, her groin is separating all gross and sweaty from yours, and unsheathing her length to ogle the slick dripping along the plastic veins - entirely obsessed. a beneficial obsession, with her best friend - and their cunt, "just what i needed before patrol tomorrow. god, can't believe you let me do this— you shouldn't've let me, this is— mhppt," clicking her tongue, she shakes her head and readjusts her hips, "shut up ellie, who gives a fuck." scolding herself through a bitten tongue, breath quietening, and finally plunging her cock in again. the sudden stretch then replaced by the wet slaps of her thrusts on your skin, a beat that makes one sigh heavenly in the thought of getting pregnant by it.

[ellie img from clicker_13 on pinterest. big text vers up for request!]

[ohcaptains]

What do you think canon abby is like during sex?🤔

canon abby seems so gentle to me. very calm, cool and collected. like as much as it’s sexy for her to be very dominant and vocal, i think at the beginning she’d be quite reserved about receiving or showing her enjoyment. it would be all about you. gentle caresses — hands rubbing your thighs, hips, cradiling the back of your neck as she kisses you. works her way down your body like it’s something she wants to savour. she’d slowly get into the rhythm of it. feel you melt against her, you start to fidget and whisper — her name desperate on your lips. that’s when she’d get confident. slide her hand between your legs and whisper, this where you want me, baby?

[konigsblog]

Omg cat reader has my heart

Wandering around the base from room to room meowing after you fell asleep and soap left the room. The guys all hunting you down (you were in the rec room walking in a circle around the table) and saving you from the empty chasm of loneliness (you have a pile of toys and an automatically warmed bed bc you’re spoiled) and passing you around while soaps out getting groceries. Purring and nuzzling against big warm men who all love you and care about you ❤️❤️❤️❤️

🪤

they'd treat you so well, your cheek nuzzling against them :((;

you walked around base, nails digging deep into any green military blanket you found, tearing holes through prices white shirts. scratching at doors and meowing, so desperate to nuzzle against them.

them finding you adorable, even simon. teasing you with the strings on his boots and petting your head when no one was looking, your claws digging into his flesh, wincing but dealing with the slight pain.

meowing quietly at anyone, price picking you up and cradiling you in his arms like the baby you were, lying in his hat when he wasn't looking and purring against his chest at night. his chest hair and beard reminding you of your fellow cats who were out in the wilderness.

purring against gaz's chest, biting his fingers and hair and nuzzling against him. jumping as he sneezes loudly and hissing at him when he scratched his nails into your back, but warming up to him later by lying in his lap, body warm and purring gently.

soap taking the you around the base with him, feeding you little pieces of cheese and ham and giving you tuna instead of your normal cat food when no one was looking. petting your thick coat and resting his head against yours.

passing you about from simon to soap, each one of them using endless amounts of lint rollers to get your fur off their clothes, being out and finding a strand of you somehow still with them.

[snifflesbih]

just some jordan thoughts also HEY GIYS U SHOULD DEF REBLOG THIS AND FOLLOW KE IF U WANNA HEAR MORE OF MY JORDAN THOUHTS LMAO or not but anywho OR GO IN MG ASKS SO WE CAN TALK AB SHAWTY

jordan li eats pussy like they are serving in the war LIKE but also as if it is literally their fav pass time but also like it’s a PRIVILEGE ONLY THEY GET which it is lmao THEY EAT PUSSY LIKE THEY R SERVING THAIN COUNTRY AND FIGHTING FOR OUR RIGHTS they eat pussy like the eat made them their fav fucking meal and kissed their cheek, thinking of jordan licking my slit and , kissing around my mound whiling rubbing cute slow NICE circles with their thumb and humming against me while tugging at their halls through their boxers or grabbing their tit, AND FEM JORDAN WOULD AHEV THIS REALKY HOT BUT PLAIN SPORTISH BRA THAT WPULD HE CRADILING THEIR TITS SO JICE, whispering and whimpering baby and hunny against u looking so desperate but also being strict, “if you fucking cum before i say so, you’re done, you won’t cum for a month” and you nod ur head so fast biting your tongue and curling your toes hands lightly shaking trying to gain focus of your knot in your tummy, suppress it more, but the way jordan gucke stop with their tongue made u elevate to a different palace it was INSANELY HARS TO NOT CUM and they had the nerve to act like they were saying something easy, yoh shine when tbey dip their thumb to your ass prodding ig and you take a sharp breath in, “huhhhg” “phplease baby” you let out not even wnating to say anything feeling kind of ashamed, you honestly have such a hard time expressing yourself sexually but something else comes out when you’re with jordan they make your neck loosen and your arms heavy and tbey gave you a comfort and knowing that literally turned you on, and somehow tbey lit you up and made you also kind of shy, a thumping pulsing in your head and heat radiated of your clit, about to bust and they pull their hand away, your eyes fill with worry and you feel a sense of drain, “baby no, why” you cry out palmoust in tears, they tug their boxers down and whip out their cock, standing straight the fuck up and leaking a lil precut, instantly drooling you scoot closer and spit on it, you look up and jordan and they smiles, it makes you increasing weak, “stroke it” they say almost too plain, you lick your upper lip slowly and grab it softly, stroking the lower base slowly and when you get to the top of it you pop off and rub your palm against his tip, jordie hisses, “lay down babe” and you fall back, he’s above you now and guides his cock to your whole, and you throw your head back as he tears your clit, you acting your brows “need you bad” partialy makes it past your lips before he starts to sink in ,you take a deep breath he moves both his arms to cage r in your face and steady him and he starting thrusting deep and slow, you feel pressure build in your tummy, already being so close to the end, he kisses your nose and you feel a bliss blossom all over you, feeling hot on your face,

[heartofmuse]

Do you know I love you?

Do you feel it beating in your blood, cradiling your heart? Do you feel it writing my poems on your skin and planting flowers on your lips? Do you feel it , my darling, that peace in your soul at knowing my arms are always waiting, always open for you to come. Do you feel it carresing your wings, blessing your soul, holding you every instant of your life?

e.v.e.

[jj-maybanks-daughter]

john b, I lied.

all y/n talked about for a whole week was how excited she was for her brother to meet her new boyfriend. she rambled on and on about how great he was, how perfect he was. she finally admitted to it not being true.

y/n ran into the chatue with tears in her eyes, going straight to her room.

"y/n?" john b asked poking hos head out of the kitchen where he was doing dishes.he dried his hands and walked down the hallway to y/ns room.

"knock knock" he tapped on the shut door

a muffled "go away, John b " came from her room

"come onnnnn lemme in" he teased

"fine" she mostly just wanfed some comfort

"what's up y/n/n, why you crying" he asked as he sat on her bed, cradiling her head into his shoulder

she forgot how perfect she painted her boyfriend out to be, not being able to take it back.

"john b, I lied, when I was fifteen, I said the bottles weren't mine and I'd never smoke weed," the words started pouring out of her mouth as john b listen, "I've grown up some, you'd think things would change, hurts me just as much to say they're the same"

"what's going on, babe" he confortted her as she sobbed

"john b, I lied, he ain't a good guy, he makes me cry sometimes out of the blue" she pulled away from his shoulder so she could look at him "I'm not sure why kt took all this time, I guess I was afraid of what you'd say to dp. so john b, I lied"

"what'd he do? he asked

"I'd swear he's perfect, hoping you couldn't tell, he was stealing my spark, walking me straight through hell" she played with the hems of her shorts and cried

"you don't have to be afraid of me, I'm always here for you, you know that" he comforted her, rubbing her back

"guess I wasn't ready yet to hear the hard truth, but I can't hide it anymore I really need you" she flipped her hair to her over shoulder and sniffed her nose

"it's ok y/n, I just want you to be happy. you don't need to be pressured into not telling the truth because you don't want to know what ill say. I just want you to be happy, babe"

"its not that I'm afraid of whay you'd say, I just don't want to have another ex boyfriend so I painted him the way you and dad would want to see him. I felt so guilty but it like made me think that's how he was so when he said a mean comment or something it was hard, I just need you to hug me" she cried agajn.

" I promise you'll find you someone some day that treats you roght." he hugged her and rocked her and they both fell asleep. she had felt better getting it off her chest.

song name- mama I lied

[itsscromp]

So. Reader is recovering in hospital after being taken hostage while on the field. How would König comfort the reader? (if you don't feel comfortable with the beginning part the question itself is fine!) gn or male reader, doesn't matter to me.

I got you Kumpel (Buddy)

Awwww yes !!!! I love this idea so much anon. You got it !! Warnings: Canon typical violence and angst. But then fluff at the end Word count:822

How did it get to this... What was meant to be a simple recon mission for you ended up with you getting kidnapped and taken hostage. You wake up in a small dingy room with only a single light bulb on. You began to hear talking and footsteps as the voices got louder, with soon the door opening to reveal the enemy.

"I am going to only ask once and once only..." He grabbed a chair and sat in front of you. "Who do you work for ???"

You looked up at him and glared at him. "None of your fucking business" You growled at him, Resulting in you getting clocked in the jaw.

"Then I won't ask a second time..."

Back on the KorTac base, The team were scrambling to find you and where you could be. König worked tirelessly to try and find you and bring you back safe and sound. Fuck... if they done anything to you... He would snap their necks. You were his best friend and cared for him deeply. He didn't want and didn't like seeing you hurt....

"Colonel" A soldier came up to him with a laptop in his hand.

"What is it, soldier ??" he asked and turned to him.

The soldier was hesitant to show him but he then opened the laptop and tapped the space bar, pressing play on the video that was sent. "To KorTac, I believe we have one of your own" He smirked and went over to someone in a chair, Tied up. The bag on the person's head flicked off to reveal... You...

"Y/n..." He got scared and angry at the same time.

"You want to see one of your own alive ?? Stay out of our operations and we can discuss.... negotiations for the release. If not..." He then went back to you but with something in his hand. He forced your mouth open and heard you groan in pain before letting out a scream after a crunch was heard. That son of a bitch ripped a tooth out. They would keep doing this the longer they waited.

"Don't take too long" He smirked and the video ended.

"How was the video sent ??" Konig immediately asked.

"It was sent via email through a secure server."

"Find the IP address and track it's exact location" He ordered

"Yes sir"

After almost 4 hours of keeping the perpetrator at bay of torturing you. They manage to pin point your location and got under way. They all geared up and checked there weapons as they then moved out toe extract you. Arriving at the location. They silently taken down any guards they find. Before König battered down the door and soon the fight began. Shooting and killing any enemy in sight. They reached your room. Where the perpetrator shot multiple rounds before König finished the job and shot him in the head, quickly going to you.

"Y/n, I'm here now... I'm here.." He was quick to untie you as he then scooped you up. cradiling you as he carried you out.

"König..." You said weakly before passing out.

You woke up to the familiar sounds of the monitor beeping and the bright lights. You shut your eyes so tight from the brightness until they were dimmed. König was there.

"Kumpel... Your awake" (Buddy) He walked over and sat down beside your bed, gently squeezing your hand.

"König... You came for me..." You smiled weakly, looking over at him.

"Oh scheiße, I thought you were really hurt... Or worse..." He stopped himself immediately before taking a few small deep breaths. "I'm just glad your ok..." He squeezed your hand again.

Even when you were still recovering. He helped you by bringing you soft foods, water. Even your favourite books to read to you. After the hospital discharged you, he stayed by your side. In need of snuggles, you got it !! He loves to cuddle his bestie. wrapping you in a warm blanket and swallowed you into his arms.

"Are you ok y/n ?? Is this hurting ??" He quickly asked.

"No... Your ok..." You sighed contently as you laid your head on his chest.

He smiled softly and then gently wrapped his arms around you tighter.

He would even bring his nintendo switch over and the two would end up playing Mario kart for hours and hours on end.

"Your going down König" You smirked

"Oh yeah, Watch out for this red shell" He smirked as he then tossed it. Hitting your character and soon taking your place, ending up winnnig.

"Oh man"

"No one defeats the mario kart champion" He smiled, standing up, puffing out his chest and doing a little victory dance. He can be very silly when your around.

You were his best friend, He would keep you safe and protected no matter what, and dammed to the people who ever hurts you in the future.

Taglist: @callofdudes @fun-k-board

[thewisaaaaad]

ALRIGHT SO this is how everything goes wrong! part one :)

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it was going perfectly.

Hypnos managed to contain their bitter malace toward the bishops of plague, famine, and chaos long enough to secure their aid.

the lamb was trained to wield curses by Kallamar.

They had their strength bolstered by Hekets food and endurance training

They learned how to predict the unpredictable and avoid danger with Leshy.

They even convinced the 3 repentant bishops to work on a ritual to break the chains they guarded, while the lamb pursued the final sibling.

The sibling that had betrayed the other four, and put the blame on the third.

Now, Hypnos stood before the final obstacle: the temple of War, the traitorous bishop. It loomed high into the darkness of the cave, and beyond the massive door that slowly opened to permit progress the False Lamb could hear the skittering of a very angry god.

time to finish this.

Hypnos entered the ruins, casting their eyes around the dark room, before settling on a dark shape that hung from the ceiling, dangling in the center like a massive stalactite, or perhaps a agitated chandelier would be more apt, with how their eyes and crown glowered at them with purple tinted enmity.

The shadow that was shamura flashed their mandibles as they spoke: "He of havoc, he of blight; she of hunger, they of might. Five becomes four becomes three becomes two becomes one becomes nothing." Candles begin to light around the room, the temple becoming filled with light that somehow still contained shadows that lurked at the edges.

Hypnos flinched at the sudden flash, but no loud boom followed.

"Stop speaking in riddles and fight me, coward!"

The accursed spider only chuckled, beckoning the servants that had remained undetected by the lamb until now, surging forth with raised knives as Shamura dropped from the ceiling with a flip to land on their feet.

"Foolish lamb, you come to me after hiding from me for years? Yet still, you claim i am the coward."

the cultist reached Shamuras side, and as they raised their knives in preparation to sacrifice themselves, Hypnos recognized the ritual that resulted in the deaths of dozens of Shamuras followers.

A ritual of power, that would temporarily enhance the subject by gifting them a divine form to smite the gods enemies. Hypnos knew this ritual very well indeed.

Narinder designed it for his siblings, after all. he couldn't stop talking about the breakthrough it was.

Narinder had never thought it would be used against him like this. against family.

As the spider rose into the air, drinking deep of the devoted souls of the fools that followed them, they twitched violently as they expanded into a form that would facilitate combat: many, many sharp legs extended from their body, with their abdomen providing a secondary set of organs to prevent one failure of an organ from bringing the whole beast down.

"very well, corpse," the monster rasped, clicking its mandibles, "show me my cowardice."

Hypnos grinned, cradiling a ball of energy that crackled and sizzled in their outstretched hand, casting the lambs face into sharp relief with red light, glinting off of the sharp fangs in their twisted smile.

They would at least get to kill one of Narinders torturers. They had only promised to try and convince them to change, and all the bishops had been frustratingly cooperative and apologetic, but now. now.

he could have some vengeance for deaths suffering.

[sabbathbloodysabbeth]

Trans Steve

So like I have had this ungodly obsession with a trans Steve who is very secret and undercover. Like not even Robin knows hes trans. I sort of headcannon that his parents arent supportive but like, Mr.Harrington really wanted a son to take over his buisness so if this means the only way possible he will. Of course not everything is available through the 80′s but what Steve is able to get done is done. (Top Surgery and Testosterone) 

But because there isn’t the greatest education for trans people he doesn’t think he can get pregnant. So he ends up having a slip up under some circumstances and hes now currently very sick from morning sickness. But thing is he still wants to stay hidden but he doesn’t want to hurt the baby. So he lies and says that he has the flu to the party and they all believe him.

He is convinced that he can stay well hidden, and he does. He starts to wear way more baggier clothes then what he normally does and he is super dysphoric over the entire pregnancy but he doesn’t want anyone knowing hes pregnant. There is obvious signs like the cravings.

He’ll constantly be sitting next to Argyle when he hangs out with him eating the strangest combinations there is. Argyle simply just accepts it and goes along with the fries dipped in ranch. Of course Robin gets a little suspicious because of course her friend is hiding something.That and he has been wearing way more baggier clothes then normal which isn’t a steve thing to do. So she is worried hes getting self concious of his scars. So what does she do? She sticks Eddie on him because coincedently he has the same ones. 

Steve can’t help himself but laugh when the other tries to give the other a pep talk which just turns into Steve giving Eddie the pep talk. (Literally the boy will be floating for years after this.) But each time someone comes close to guessing Steve confuses them. Literally no one thinks hes pregnant because hes a dude.

Though when he actually starts to pop out more he is having a increasing amount of difficulty hiding. He feels fat and his hands and feet are swollen and he cant stand it. He also gets very dysphoric and hates his clothing. So a conversation happens one day and thats how he finds himself buried in Argyles clothes. They feel like a actual guys clothes and he loves it. Of course Eddie hops in and lets steve wear a bunch of his baggier metallica sweaters. To be honest he just enjoys seeing  the other in his clothes. 

Though now Steve is having a difficult time standing up on his own, so now he tries not to sit. Which obviously fails. He sits and hes very embarrassed when it first happens. He ends up stuck on the munson couch while Eddie was in his room doing god knows what. He really has to pee because of the baby and the only one around to help him is Wayne. Wayne who isn’t dumb. Hes caught onto how strange the harrington boy was acting and cant help but be suspicous. 

Though it all finally clicks in the older mans head when Steves face goes a little pink and hes cradiling his stomach like its a baby. The sweater tightens a little around his middle and right there is a very obvious baby bump. Wayne is shocked and confused and thinks it isnt but he recognizes the signs of pregnancy. Eddies mother had very similar cravings Steve had, she couldn’t stand up on her own. Though he wasn’t sure his suspicions are proven when the boy flinches holding his stomach as if he was kicked. 

Wayne moves over and helps the other up with a knowing look and neither of them say anything. Though Wayne does when they are by themselves because he doesn’t want the boy to go in labor when he was by himself. So now Eddie is very confused as to why his Uncle was jumping up and around as Steves slave when he comes over. 

(I think I might do everyone elses reactions in a part 2 lol, I have been really wanting to write this but this is literally all the energy I can muster up to do) 

[asklamnco]

HELLO MY NAME IS DIRTILAM AND THIS IS MY ASK LAM&CO

Here is where you can ask me or my characters

This is just for fun of course and not to be taken seriously

ANYWAY ASK AWAY

-w-

[butchboromir]

that one clip of tim cradiling bens face in his hand in one of the tour diaries makes me physically sick because i will never be able to do it. AUAAUGHGH. and also for the timben reason.s 

[astralnymphh]

this but w jackson!ellie ☆.

✮ — ellie would have your legs draped, chest plumb to her bicep, and ears nonstop soaking in her raspy voice swooning over every fry and crack her throat falls into. she reads aloud one of her favorite savage starlight issue— cause you let her. want her to. crave that steady song, the thrall her peeking teeth and pink tongue let vibrate upon the mellow air. cute freckles dancing upon her cheek as she mouths every word, has your heart awakening, unfolding a pulse that is your little bud of love. lighting up the mind— ellie's snuck in chuckles and awkwardly timed comments would invoke, "that's when dr. daniella star deftly swiped his laser gun and– god babe, these pants are so soft, why don't you wear them more often?" like, els' can get consumed by a distracting texture or just feeling in general the moment she runs her calloused fingertips over the forgiving landscape of your thigh, bending at the center knuckles she gropes and plays with the chub there— but goddess, does she adore silkenlike materials and kisses of cotton. always instincts her brain to wanna ghost her fingers under all the way to your ankle and press a hot thumbprint to the concave of your underfoot. stows that comic on the heaped book pile perched atop the coffee table and zeros in overall manner of attention and regard to you, "feet swollen from patrol? mhh, i gotchu'," swears she can detect the throbbing your feet strummed when her hands bare and cradiling swathe one up, "graduated from master massager university, ur' in good hands babe. literally." such a fucking dork. you curve ball a flat, "i don't see a degree anywhere els." at her n' she just knits her browline at you, tutting low prior to speaking, "don't need it— look, m' a fucking pro." while her fingers force your foot up into her circling thumbs, palpating around the big knuckles. needless to say, it was fire.🔥

i'll be fr ellie giving me a foot massage w get me hard

[ohcaptains]

sleepy sex where reader can barely keep her eyes open and abby's hand already at work rubbing her clit and caressing her hair ❤️‍🩹

don’t talk to me. the way..the way…the way…ok fine i’ll write something

“abby,” you whisper, forehead brushing against hers, her body cradiling yours as she leans over you. her eyes are alive, ready — desperate, almost. desperate to make you feel good as her hand presses between your legs, cupping your clothed pussy in her big palm.

“oh fuck, abby,” you whisper again, eyes rolling back, and you reach for her, grabbing the fabric of her shirt. you’re exhausted from the events of the day, body heavy, muscles tense, near pass out, and you’d been ready for bed when abby has pulled you in for a cuddle. “‘m’ so tired,” you mumble, hiding your head in her chest, “m’ tired abby.”

your girlfriend hums softly, wrapping an arm around you to caress your hair. she looks down at where her thick fingers are cupping you, and curls against the heat already building there, feeling a small patch of wet leak through the cotton.

“you don’t wanna?” she whispers, pushing against your puffy hole. you keen, thighs falling open and moaning into her neck. the pressure makes you sleepy — fuels the fatigue in your bones. but it feels good. abby always makes it good.

“i wanna,” you breathe, hips hitching up against her palm as she rubs your already aching pussy. “i wanna but, i can’t keep my eyes open.”

abby huffs a laugh, “my sleepy girl, huh?” she mumbles, grinding her palm against your fabric covered cunt. you mumble drowsily, eyes fluttering, mouth falling open, and abby presses her lips to your forehead.

she slowly pulls her fist away, and you lazily blink up at her, seeing her rest her palm near her mouth and spit into it. her hand pushes under the band of your underwear, spreading her warm salvia over your damp pussy, and you whimper, her fingers pushing into your clit.

she continues to caress your hair with her free hand, soothing you to sleep, while the wet fingers she’s sloppily rubbing at your clit act as the only thing clinging you to consciousness. still, sleep looms, and you catch your eyelids drooping, dozing off to the soft motion, coming to when she catches your clit just right and you whimper her name, hips stirring against her palm.

“m’ gonna — m’ gonna fall asleep, abby,” you mutter, eyes fluttering closed again. she hums, lazily rubbing your aching, wet clit, and her voice goes deep when she mumbles, “i don’t care if you fall asleep, baby, i just wanna see this pretty pussy come, okay?”

[konigsblog]

Ok I love your writing! How about Soap being sweet but still possessive/obsessive (y’know yandere things)

thank you!! <33 and sure :)

yandere soap being sweet (but still possessive/obsessive)

warnings: obsessive behaviour, possessive behaviour, yandere behaviour, murder, description of dead bodies, soap is sweet but still scary enough to he considered a yandere, mentions of rough and gentle sex, squirting, you're treated as a dog, drug use, stockholm syndrome

masterlist

-the rare days that johnny was nice to you. i can imagine him being in a good mood, maybe you woke him up with breakfast or the day before you behaved while in your cage.

"you've been a good puppy for me? eh?" as he got down onto your level, "crawl to me bonnie." you complied.

letting you sit with him on the couch instead of the usual, "dogs don't belong on furniture. down."

he'd put a movie on while you sat on his lap, his chin resting on your head as he squeezed at your thighs. he'd give you some of his weed, since you asked so nicely. "johnny, can i have some please..?" you mumbled quietly into his shirt, "alright' then."

-the day before, you squirted. soaked was what he was. his shirt was damp for your juices.

he smirmed up at you, lapping away as you squirmed away in embarrassment. "we're no stoppin' til ye dae it again.""

and then he bent you over and rutted into your rather harshly as you soaked the bed sheets.

-you two were making out as you bounced on his dick. whimpering into the kiss, moaning in his mouth. he chuckled as he pulled away, "you still ride me evne after i put a bullet in your fathers skull. fuckin' dirty slag."

he was right, you were head over heels. stockholm syndrome, you dreaded the days without him. thanking whatever god for giving you this chance.

the day you saw your mother and father dead, it could've been described as the worst day ever. but that couldn't stop you from ruining your mentality, while making out with your boyfriend over your dead parents bodies.

-"god, i love ye' y'know?" he was behind you. cuddling into you as you burried your head into his shoulder, crying the night away. his hands reached for your head, cradiling your head. "johnny.." you chanted. you chanted his name like a god, a prayer.

to outsiders, your relationship was disgusting, nothing to dreamt of. to you and john, it was a dream. what relationship should be like, you thought. you were so deranged and delusional. whatever he thought, you thought to. your mind wasn't your own.

-he carried you to bed bridal style. smiling down at you as you clung onto him. you were placed onto your shared bed, he joined you playing with your hair and removing the dog collar.

tonight you didn't get treated like an animal, wild and crazy. he treated you delicately, as if you were porcelain and could break at a gust of wind.

-his names for you on these days would be, "bonnie lass, doll, sweetheart" other times, "slag, dog, puppy, toy or cunt." as if you were nothing more than dust on a shelf.

you cherished these moments as if they were something that would be long forgotten.