#this whole thing f*cking sucks

[kitkatwinchester]

I F*CKING HATE THIS!!

Like.

I love Allisaac, and I love Dethan, and I enjoy Aidia because of how much Lydia brings out Aiden's softer side, but I DON'T TRUST ANY OF THIS BECAUSE OF THE STUPID F*CKING NOGITSUNE.

Like, I love that Allison gave Isaac the garage code (I also love that she took out her dad's firing pin, because THANK GOD. Allison gets credit for actually being smart and having plans and can now go in the same grouping as Scott, Stiles, and Lydia because she was the only non-idiot in that situation), because that's so wholesome and sweet and has the same vibes as Scott leaving his window unlocked for Stiles, and I loved their kiss, and the way she just stroked him so gently when he said he was all healed.

But also, Isaac is 100% under the Nogitsune's influence and that makes me nervous.

And then Ethan and Danny! Like, that was about to be such a sweet and emotional and inevitably open and honest conversation, and it automatically got darker the second the fly got in him, and as much as I love the "I'm gonna shower, and so are you.", and as cute and adorable and fun as that is, it makes me nervous, because F*CKING NOGITSUNE.

And then Aiden!! F*cking Stiles (Void Stiles? Real Stiles? I don't know, he's unconscious so I can't tell) is in the middle of the parking lot (we love your Banshee abilities so much, Lydia, I'm so proud of you <3), and it's 100% a trap, because now Aiden just got a fly in him, and Lydia's gonna be there with two monsters that she doesn't want to kill or hurt because they're also both her friends/family/loves and I just...

F*CK I HATE THIS!!

And now Derek's gonna be under his influence too because that fly flew right into his cut, and he was actually kind of making headway and might have been able to figure something out about what the Nogitsune's plan was, except now he can't, because he belongs to the Nogitsune, and I HATE IT!!

I HATE THIS I HATE THIS I HATE THIS!!

ALSO!!

PLEASE STOP WITH THE FLIES! I'm gonna have nightmares about that, I swear to god.

I don't like when things crawl into orifices. Why is that such a thing in supernatural stuff? Why do beings always take control of other people by crawling into their ears or eyes or cuts or mouths or whatever?? I DON'T LIKE IT!! I'm not gonna be able to sleep tonight.

This is awful.

I hate it.

F*ck everything.

Here's an adorable Scira gif from some episode in the future to make me feel better.

(They're so wholesome and sweet I love them. I really hope the Nogitsune doesn't get to Scott, too, or we are WAY screwed...)

[koushirouizumi]

I'm sorry (not for saying this) but even the Kizuna set included that full color poster with all 12 main Chosen, and that was a new art too.

[xetlynn]

Hey! I was wondering if you could do a Eren, Jean, Connie and Reiner x reader. Maybe it could be a get together turned reader getting a train ran on her. But If it’s too much I understand 🫢

Yes... and done! lol

AOT IMAGINES: Eren, Reiner, Jean, and Connie

Game Night!

⚠️WARNING🔞: SMUT!

[aot] [main page] Contains: Filthy smut, filthiest, m!reveiving oral, f!receiving oral, gangbang?, voyeurism, slight exhibitionism, anal, doggy, riding, facef@cking, just a whole lot.

“We have a game night going on tonight, you gonna join?” Eren sneaks up behind you, looping his fingers in your jeans to pull you toward him. “Mm, I don’t know I have lots of homework.” You lie, looking up at him with a small smirk. He scoffs, holding onto your waist. “Don’t leave me alone with them, I’m sure we’ll get to have our fun after…” His eyebrows wiggle up and down causing you to chuckle, shaking your head at his horniness. 

Eren and you have been friends for four years, Jean introduced the two of you since they’ve been friends since middle school and now roommates in college. Ever since last year the two of you have been hooking up on and off. Never getting into something serious but also not messing around with anyone else even though you guys have full permission to do so. 

“You’re an idiot but what time?” Pushing away from him to grab your backpack out of the backseat of your car. “Around 7, so you’re coming?” He secretly not so secretly checks you out while facing the other way and being bent over. Biting his lip to avoid saying something dirty. 

“I guess I will be there. As long as you promise to give me something in return.” You sling your bag over your shoulder, giving him a sultry expression. “Oh I’ll give you something alright.” He pulls you into him by putting his arm around your neck and playfully kissing the top of your head.

 “Okay, I’ll see you later, you freak.” Giving him a quick peck on the lips before hurrying away to your first class of the day. 

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“You gonna fuck her tonight, while we’re all here?” Jean crosses his arms, annoyed that his friend has no decency. “Yeah, maybe we can even give you guys a show. If not, I know you’ll get just as excited with hearing her.” Eren rubs his hand down his torso, pretending to get himself off. The ash-brown haired boy sighs, rolling his eyes. “I should’ve never let you two meet if I knew this was going to become a thing.” 

“I’m glad you did, actually.” Eren plops down on their couch, taking his phone out automatically seeing a text from the person they’re conversing about. “Yeah because you get your dick wet now.” 

“Don’t sound too jealous, I’m sure I can share just say the word.” He winks just as Reiner and Connie enter the house with groceries. “What about sharing?” Connie raises a brow, curious. 

“Nothing-” “[Name], he’s jealous because I get to dick her down every night.” Eren cracks himself up with his own words, texting you back at the same time. “Honestly, I get it.” Connie truthfully admits, throwing the bags down on the counter. “I don’t mean to be so crude but yeah, she’s pretty attractive.” Reiner chimes in with dusty red cheeks, sort of feeling guilty for talking about you in such a manner since he’s only met you a total of four times. 

“See, and I bet you she’d be fine with it.” Eren shows a picture of you sucking his dick unprompted making Jean look away in disgust. “Dude, I don’t want to see your fucking penis.” He slaps his friend’s hand causing him to drop his phone. “Such a priss.” Eren snorts, picking his phone back up. 

“When did you tell her to come over?” Reiner changes the subject while pulling out large bowls to put chips in them. “7 so like thirty minutes.” Eren answers, placing his legs on the coffee table. “Did you tell her to bring some friends?” Connie perks up as he asks the question. “No, I don’t need her squealing, obnoxious friends coming.” The long haired brunette scoffs. 

“He’s only saying that because they don’t like him.” Jean smirks, going to the kitchen to help his friends with setting everything up. “They don’t like him?” Reiner raises a brow, not exactly surprised but just wondering what the reason was. “They caught us fucking one time and got envious since their boyfriends didn’t have a huge dick like me.” Eren partially lies. They did catch them fuck once but that was definitely not occasion. 

“He got wasted and told [Name] he loved her then the next day acted like nothing happened.” Jean exposes the guy who’s jaw slacks open, not expecting to be called out. Connie and Reiner laugh. “I don’t understand why you don’t just date her.” Jean shrugs his shoulders, unaffected by the hit to his bicep. “It’s easier this way, no commitment.”

“Doesn’t it make it… more difficult?” Reiner comes and places the chip bowls down. Connie brings bottles of Corona still in the cardboard pack. “Nah, it’s easier. Trust.” Eren crosses his fingers before going back to texting you who was actually down the street already. Being earlier than told to be like you usually were. 

He stands up, heading over to the door as the three finish getting stuff situated for the card games. Normally Armin and a few others would join but they had stuff to do so Eren insisted on inviting [Name] for one time. 

Your black car pulls in a spot in the street since their driveway was packed with their four cars. You come out wearing a simple black skirt and dark green tank top with a black cardigan over it. It was casual but also night. It made Eren’s dick twitch in his pants knowing you could keep that skirt on during sex later. You give him a wave, locking your car behind you as you walk towards the house. He gives a wave back, whistling at you. “A skirt?” He mutters, tilting his head. You smile. “Easy access.” You whisper with a wink as you walk past him and into the house. He mumbles something under his breath, his eyes rolling into the back of his head, following behind. 

“Hey guys!” You address everyone with a polite grin. “Hey, [Name].” Jean gets up to give you a hug. “Hii horse face.” You joke, squeezing him in the hug before letting go. “Nice to see you two again.” You go over to Connie and Reiner to give them hugs as well. “Thank you for having me!” 

“It’s no problem, it’s nice to see you too.” Reiner pats your back gently. “Yeah, we love having you here.” Connie adds. 

“Awe I love being here.” You sit on the couch with Eren and Jean, Connie plops down on the ground as Reiner grabs a chair from the mini dining room they have. 

An hour into playing cards humanity and slight drinking. Not much, only having one corona each and not even finishing them. Eren begins to get antsy, his hand traveling all over your body. Not really being able to be discreet due to sitting on the couch you have to push his hand away.

 After the sixth attempt of touching your inner thigh you stand up. “I’m going to get a water.” You announce, climbing over Eren and accidentally flashing Connie who was now laying on the ground. He didn’t mind one bit though. 

“Get me one too.” Jean says leading a train of the other three wanting one as well. Eren takes this to his advantage and he joins you. To “help you get water bottles.” 

As you're bent over in the fridge, have to dig around protein milks and other drinks to where the waters are in the back. “Man it’s like you’re trying to get fucked in front of my friends.” Eren comes up behind you, rubbing his clothed crotch against your ass. You get startled, hitting your head on the top of the fridge. “Ow!” You cry out, standing up to slap the boy who was laughing. 

“Sorry, sorry, c’mere.” He kisses the back of your head holding your waist to keep you close against him. “Gosh you just want an excuse to touch me.” You whisper, pushing him away from you going back to the fridge and squatting down to quickly grab the five water bottles. 

“We should just go to the bedroom now.” He turns you around, starting to attack your neck knowing it was a weak spot for you. Purposely making it extremely laborious for you to decline his righteous offer. 

“I- no, we're hanging out with your friends Eren!” You meeped out, attempting to force him off of you. “We won’t mind.” A voice speaks from beside the both of you guys. Your heads shoot over to see Connie standing there, taking a swig of his beer. “I mean as long as we could join.” Connie teases, throwing his bottle into the trash then reaching over to grab his water. Your face heats up at his proposal even if it was only a joke it sort of turned you on at the thought. 

You and Eren make eye contact and he sees your pupils dilate making him snicker. “If you’re up for it, let’s get the others. She seems soaked just by her facial expression to your little suggestion.” Eren grabs you by the waist. “Go to the room, get ready for me.” He whispers in your ear, not giving you the choice to argue with him. 

Eren had always made jokes about letting his friends hit while he watched or you would even threaten fucking Jean just to piss him off. So you were beginning to actually get your hopes up. 

As you scurried right to his room, knowing exactly where it is since he would sneak you in at night to have “sleepovers” that just turned into him fucking you for hours. 

Reiner and Jean look confused on why you left in the middle of the game. Both standing up to talk to Eren and Connie who were heading back. “Is she okay?” Jean questions worriedly. “She seemed like she was in a rush.” Reiner mutters. 

“Oh she’s perfect.” Eren throws water bottles at the two of them. Connie was practically beyond himself, not believing this was real. He was only joking because of the shit Eren was talking about earlier. “Why’d she- seriously? Right now?” Jean scrunches his face, not irritated that Eren chose now to fuck you. 

“Wait, wait, listen to him Jean before you get all upset.” Connie puts his hands up then motions Eren to go ahead. Eren licks his teeth before speaking. “She wants us to fuck her. Together. Take turns, you know? Get your little wackers wet. Finally experience life as a man.” Eren begins to ramble, Reiner’s face turns red at his lewd choice of phrases. Jeans mouth opens, going to say something but nothing comes out. Connie laughs, jumping up and down while hitting his friends excitedly. “Are you serious?” Reiner blurts out. 

“Mhm, I was there!” Connie says. “She’s getting ready for us right now.” Eren grabs his hair-tie from his wrist and puts his hair up messily. “Let’s not keep her waiting.” He leads his three roommates into his bedroom where you waited nervously on the edge of his bed. 

Your cardigan is already discarded on his gaming chair. Not knowing what else to do with yourself while you sat there, impatient while also nervous. When the door opened you tensed up, standing up to see the four men walk in. 

“Hey, pretty.” Eren goes over to you, pulling you into a sloppy kiss. “You want this, hm?” He double checks this is something you’re interested in. You nod your head shyly. “Remember what we talked about, babe?” He reminds you and you sigh. “Yes, I want it.” 

“Good girl.” He kisses your jaw. 

Reiner, Connie and Jean watched with dry mouths and erected cocks just begging to be free of their pants. You look over Eren and smile at them. “Well this isn’t a show, come on.” You reach your hand out and they instantly listen. Connie being the first one to connect his lips to yours. Reiner’s thick hands groping your waist and chest as Jean just made out with your neck. Eren stands back for a moment letting his friends enjoy his girl. 

After they took turns manhandling you Eren pushed them off to strip you down quite quickly, not even giving you a chance to understand what was happening. Not even leaving any room for surprises.

“I need you to show them how you suck my dick. Give them a preview of what’s coming.” He takes you by your neck and you whimper in response before dropping to your knees. Your body shivered from the sudden coldness, your nipples hardening. 

As you took Eren’s pants and boxers off for him he took his shirt off to expose his abs just the way you like it. His dick sprung up, hitting his lower stomach, your mouth watering at the sight. Pussy clenching around nothing, your thighs tightening together to soothe the ache. 

In the corner of your eyes the three boys slowly got undressed, rubbing their own cocks  while staring down at you. Observing your every move you make on Eren’s hard-on. 

Your smaller hands grab onto him, giving it gentle kisses with your licked lips. His member fidgets with every first touch you’ve made. You look up to him with a smile before sticking your tongue out, flattening it when his member lays in his mouth. He lets out a fluttery groan. 

“So perfect, angel.” He grabs ahold of your hair once your head starts to bob back and forth. 

The smutty sounds of his dick hitting the back of your throat and the sultry sucks of your hollowed cheeks. Eren pets your hair, fixing it after he grabbed it. “Th-there we go, just like that.” He huffs out. He turns to the three who are bewildered. “Jean, come here.” He orders, Jean slowly does so, standing on the right side of you. “Take his dick in your hand, angel.” 

You cooperate smoothly while swirling your tongue around Eren’s cock. Taking Jean’s member in hand, feeling it. He had similar size to Eren, maybe a little shorter but almost the same. You take Eren out of your mouth for a split second. “Spit in my hand.” You tell Jean who looks taken aback at first but does what he’s told. 

You get back to blowing the long haired boy as you begin to pump Jean slowly. Speeding up pace when you get a little too focused on Eren. Your hand tightening. “Oh fuck.” Jean throws his head back in pleasure from the vulgar handjob. 

“I’m getting close…” Eren takes your head with both hands and humps into your mouth, his dick now roughly thrusting in and out. “Take it, take it, make sure to swallow.” He whines deeply, his coarse words making your pussy even more drenched than it already was.

Eren shoves you further onto his cock, your nose touching his stomach as his seed fills down your throat. “Yeah, good girl, good girl.” He whispers, hearing your gags and moans. Your empty hand scraping down his thigh. 

He roughly lets you go and you let out coughs, recuperating. Getting your breathing back to normal. Eren lifts your face up. “Open.” He orders. You do so, he moves your head around making sure there was nothing left in there. He spits in your mouth before kissing you.

“You’re a bit mean.” Connie chuckles darkly. “She likes it.” Eren pets your face. “Don’t you, angel?” He crouches down to your level and you nod your head. Your hand still held onto Jean but it wasn’t moving. Jean didn’t mind though. His head was already filled with ideas of what he wanted to do with you. 

“Damn…” Connie murmurs. 

“Take it away Jean.” Eren smacks his friends back. Jean wanted to hit him back but instead his focus turned to you. “Stand up, sweetheart.” He spoke nicer to you than Eren just was. You take his extended hand and he helps you up. “On the bed.” He motions. 

You climb on the bed and sit on your needs, looking vulnerable but oh-so-gorgeous. Your lips plumped from Eren using your mouth so tastelessly. Your boobs on display for the whole room to see and your thighs are plump and soft-looking. “Lay back, I’m going to take care of you now.” Jean touches your shoulder and you adjust yourself. Putting pillows down where your head was going to lay so you could also watch what was going to happen to you. 

“I want a little taste.” He smiles, his calloused hands pulling your legs apart. “Beautiful cunt, don’t you boys think?” Jean moves out of the way for Reiner and Connie to see. Eren even glances over Jean’s shoulder as if he doesn’t see it on the regular. 

“Didn’t see you as a munch, horse boy.” You commentate, poking fun at your long time friend. “Yeah, yeah.” He kneels down, grabbing your hips and yanking you to the edge of the bed. You yelp at the unexpected action. He snickers. Jean kitten licks at your clit, toying with it up and down then side to side. You hum in response to it. He then sucks on it, keeping it between his lips. He earns a gasp from you. Feeding his ego. 

“Oh my goodness.” Your leg goes over his shoulder as he embarks on a new set of pace with his tongue. Lapping up all of your juices, exploring every crevice of your delectable pussy. 

“Shit, shit, that feels amazing.” You squeal, grabbing his hair with one hand and your other playing with your nipple. He pulls back for a singular moment to breathe it all in. “It tastes so sweet like candy.” He informs the two that watch. They were so invested in the scene before them that they weren’t even paying attention to their own cocks. 

Jean attacks your nub once more, his face moving side to side giving even more friction to you. Your pussy talking back to him, the wetness squelching with his eating. “I think she needs more attention, huh?” Jean chuckles, entering a singular finger inside your hole. “Ha-hah, add another.” You breathily moan, bringing him closer with your calf up against the back of his head. 

He does as you asked, his fingers pumping slowly in and out, matching what he did with his mouth. His fingers inspect your walls, curling to reach your g-spot. You jerk your hips up in response. “Are you getting close, angel?” Eren comes up next to you on the bed, rubbing his dick while watching your pornographic expression laid across your face. The scrunching of your nose indicating that you were about to reach your first orgasm of the night. “Mhm, ‘s so good, Eren.” You wail, chest heaving up and down. “Don’t tell me that, angel. Praise the one doing you.” He kisses your forehead.

“Jean, your doing fucking amazing.” You gritted out, tugging on his hair. “Mhm?” His voice vibrates onto your clit causing that chain reaction, your pussy walls pulsing and clenching down on his fingers as you squirt right into his mouth. 

“Fuck!” You scream, rolling your pelvis down to ride out the wave. “God damn.” Reiner huffs shakily, not ready for his turn after that. 

Once you let go of his hair Jean pulls back, his fingers leaving you empty. The three boys watch your little desperate hole gape, moving for absolutely nothing. “I need a sample real quick.” Connie flips you over without a warning and spreads your ass cheeks before he dives right into your already sensitive pussy. You let out a loud moan, your hand attempting to push his head back to no avail. His tongue and lips attacking your cunt like a mad-man who has never eaten before in his life.

 “Oh my god!” You cry out, your face hiding in the sheets, teeth biting down on the pillow. He pulls back so he can go back in and motorboat himself between your ass. “Fucking hell.” Connie says. “I’m sorry Jean but I can’t wait anymore.” He says to his roommate who just puts his hands up in understanding. Not stopping Connie whatsoever. 

The buzz-cut headed man spits down on his member, lathering it around with his hand.

 “Sorry for this, [Name] I’m just too impatient.” He apologizes quietly, you go to turn your head but he pushes it back down with his hand and without notice his dick is fully sheathed into that tight hole of yours. Your walls ping in pain for only a small moment. It was already distracted by the malicious, supersonic thrusts, in and out of your cunt. His hand smacking down on your ass cheeks.

Eren grins at the sight, he knew you enjoyed taking it rough. Eren stands up, getting his phone from his pants pocket and then going over to you. “Say cheese, angel.” He cooed at you. You lift your head up with a fuck-out smile, Connie doing a rock-and-roll sign with one hand as the other was gripping your ass roughly, his tongue sticking out. Eren clicks the button a few times, getting different angles. 

Your legs shake at the force of him pistoning in and out of you. Getting close once again just from Connie Springer fucking the absolute shit out fo you. “This pussy is ruining me.” He grunts, his thumb sliding down from your ass cheek to in between the other. Carefully maneuvering to your puckered other pink hole. “You like your asshole being toyed with? Ever stuck anything in here?” Connie asks as he slid his thumb around it. “No.” You shake your head. He smirks. “Glad I can be the first one.” He sticks it in with no remorse and your back stretches out. “Ho-holy fuck!” You scream out.

His thumb toys around your asshole, not going too deep but enough to know he’s there. You arch back down, wiggling closer to him as your tummy tightenings. “Gonna cum…” You mutter. “Really? You going to cum because of this dick?” Connie begins to repeatedly hit the back of your pussy, over and over again. “Mhm, go-gonna cum all over that dick, you dick!” 

“I’m a slut for this cock.” You huff. “A slut, huh?” He furrows his brows, slapping down on your ass another time. “Yeah a dirty fucking slut.” You answer him. 

“Yeah you are.” He laughs as your body begins to jerk and jolt. Waves of pleasure hitting you all at once and you let go. Your pussy creaming all over his dick along with squirt spraying out making a huge mess on the sheets with no one to catch it this time. “Gonna cum.” Connie lets you go, pushing you forward to take his dick out. His hand jerking it off really fast. His noises get stuck in his throat as he cums on your reddened ass cheeks. 

You lay there quietly, catching your breath after your second orgasm. Eren takes a picture of your cum sprayed ass, your own liquids dripping down your thighs along with the messied sheets all in frame. He lifts you up by your hair and shows you the picture. “Send me that.” You tiredly say. “Of course.” He snorts. 

“Who do you want next, angel? Jean or Reiner?” Eren quizzes you after wiping your ass with his cum rag that he had laying next to the bed already washed for tonight. “Both.” You lift yourself up, wagging your finger for the boys to get on the bed. Your face was a mess, tears stained cheeks, the little makeup you had on practically gone. 

You had laid Reiner down on the bed and had Jean stay at the edge of the bed. “Be patient.” Was all you said to him before you climbed on the dirty-blonde who was being super quiet. “Nice seeing you.” You say, reminding him of when you first entered the house. His face flushes. “You too.” 

You giggle, you stand on your toes as you squat all the way down. Looking down at his dick it was girthier than all the other guys. Nice size as well. You bite your bottom lip, excited. 

“Hold it up for me, handsome.” You tell him, his hand slowly goes to the base of his cock, standing it straight up for you. 

You hold onto his chest with both hands as you leveled yourself down on him. Aggravatingly slow until it filled you all the way. You fixed your footing before you bounced up and down. Still holding onto his pecs to keep yourself balanced. “Thick, thick dick.” You moaned out, your skin clapping each time you bounced down onto his thighs. “Tight pussy.” He grunts in response, slapping your ass. “Mhm, you think so?” You ask, it almost sounded sincere. “So perfect.” He whimpers. 

His hands go to your waist to help you keep going. You were rotating your hips perfectly but Reiner needed more. He enjoyed watching your perfect tits moving like water in front of his face but he had to fuck you. 

Reiner plants his feet down on the bed, thrusting his hips up causing you to fall forward on him. “Sorry, you were going too slow.” He holds you close with an arm over your waist, rutting his hips up into you. “It-it’s oka-ay!” You assure him, your legs drop letting him do all of the work now. “Hah- fuck!” You held onto him by his neck as he fucked you. Your face hiding in his chest. 

Eren takes another picture from where Jean was. “Get in there man.” Eren points to your ass. “She’s an anal virgin, perfect for you.” He winks. Jean’s cheeks turn pink from his friend's filthy mouth. 

Eren and you both lied, he’s been in your ass before, but you guys both knew they would enjoy hearing that you never did it. Reiner notices what Jean was about to do so he slowed down, letting you lean slightly back up. Jean comes up behind after making sure his dick was lathered with a mixture of his pre-cum and spit. He takes some of your own cum that was on Reiners dick and adds it to his own. 

Reiner stops but keeps you on his chest as Jean slowly enters your asshole. You let out a cry, gripping even tighter onto the blond. “You okay?” Jean stops just right past his tip. “Keep going, keep going.” You encourage him. 

He thrusts forward until he bottoms out. Reiner felt Jean's dick on the other side when he began to move. You practically felt them rubbing up on another inside you. Connie joins you three on the bed, standing over you to get an even better view. Eren as the pro-photography he was becoming takes a few more photos from different angles as you get fucked in the ass and pussy at the same time. 

You notice Connie and you grab onto his thigh. “C’mere.” You pull him close and he puts his leg on the other side of Reiner so he is right in front of you now. 

“Fuck my throat.” You crudely tell him. Connie smirks, taking your head with one hand, sliding his dick into your mouth. “Give me the phone Eren.” Connie reaches out and the brunette hands it over. Connie takes a video of himself facefucking you as you yourself get fucked. 

Eren does a peace sign in the background, rubbing his cock with his other hand. 

+Extra+

The four boys were in the kitchen as you were sound asleep in the room after being cleaned up. “That was insane.” Jean takes a drink of water. Reiner nodded in agreement. “I told you man, she’s something else.” Eren laughs, leaning against the counter. 

“She really knows how to take dick. I would’ve never guessed it either.” Connie talks to himself as he watches the video he took. “You were hiding that from us for too long.” The bald-headed boy hands the phone back to its owner. “Well I had to do a build up somehow. Didn’t even know what you were missing.” Eren grins proudly. 

“Wife her up.” Jean points a finger in his friend's chest. “Yeah because now that I know that exists… I might have to steal her away.” Connie puts his hands up defensively before leaving the kitchen.

“Hate to agree.” Reiner chuckles.

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This took me... 4 hours to make? Smut takes me a very long time... I hope it was good though omg. Second time making a smut imagine:0

[whimsyfinny]

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: Charlie discovers the Winchester boys to be struggling with keeping the bunker tidy, looking after themselves and being able to do their job simultaneously. Luckily she has a friend who’s from a Hunter family that is in need of work and can help them with research. Or so she thought that’s what her job would be. When Dean sees your more domesticated side, his head won’t stop swimming with all the wrong ideas.

Slow burn, enemies to lovers, smut

Warnings: None (Yet) in chapters to come there will be smut (and lots of it) and possible violence/blood/gore

Chapter Word Count: 2803

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A/N: My first Supernatural fic so I hope it doesn’t suck ass. Only proof read by myself, so pls let me know of any errors so I can correct! Also I know at this point in the series Dean is more serious, however I love pre-Hell Dean so imma bring some of those vibes in here. This is also posted on my AO3.

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Please read the below first:

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

I’m Not Your F*cking Maid

Chapter 3

The rest of that day was pretty uneventful. Charlie practically threw my sad lone duffle bag through the front door and left before I could give her a piece of my mind for just leaving me here. I helped Sam put away the groceries he’d bought, emphasising that ‘we don’t put things down, we put them away’, otherwise we end up living in filth again. I also cleared some space around the study area that seems to be the centre of the bunker, and much to my dismay, threw out even more take-out boxes and beer bottles. I arranged all of the research that had been left on the desk in a mess, organising it into piles of read and unread; or at least what looked read and unread to me. The whole time Dean sat at this very desk and was watching cartoons on Sam’s laptop whilst his brother was in the shower, letting me do all the dirty work as he just sat there and relaxed. When I was finally done, I slumped down in the chair opposite him and slid all of the neat stacks of research towards myself. Dean looked up at me, his relaxed ‘cartoon-watching’ expression fading slightly.

“What are you doing?” He asked. I looked up at him like he was stupid.

“What do you think? I’m catching up on what you guys have been researching.”

He closed the laptop and folded his arms across his chest, the cotton of his flannel pulling tight over his large biceps.

“That’s such a waste of time.”

“And why, pray tell, is it such a waste of time Dean?”

“It’ll take you days, maybe weeks to catch up on what we know - either me or Sam can give you a rundown on what’s most important in an hour,” his tone was very matter-of-fact, like he didn’t want to be argued with. I sighed, crossing my arms on the table in front of me, leaning forwards.

“That’s great, you can still do that, but the more clued up I am as to what is going on then the more chance we have of finding what you need,” I paused for a second, a thought flashing across my mind. “Come to think of it, you haven’t even told me why I’m here, other than to ‘do research’. What are you looking for that has you so stumped?” Dean sucked a breath in through teeth, shifting slightly in his chair.

“The Fist Blade,” his tone had a thickness to it that I couldn’t place.

“The First Blade? As in Cain and Abel? THAT First Blade? ”

“Bingo.”

“But surely that’s long gone by now, it’s been two millennia at least. Nothing can last that long…can it?” I asked almost rhetorically. Dean shrugged.

“That’s what we want to know too,” his eyes flicked up and caught mine, his gaze burning into mine for only a moment with such intensity I felt my breath catch in my chest. The dark purple bruising on his face around his eyes made that forest green even more vibrant and alluring. There was a pause - for some reason I couldn’t look away and I had to catch myself before glancing at his bruised lips, which I knew already were devilishly charming. Right as I gave in to temptation and saw the corner of Deans poor split lip twitch into a smirk, Sam saved the day by striding in, towel-drying his hair. He paused, looked at us and frowned quizzically, almost like he was more surprised that we weren’t throwing furniture at each other. He didn’t say anything on that topic though, because as he looked around he noticed I’d cleaned. Again.

“(Y/n) you really have to stop cleaning up our mess,” he smiled, hanging his towel on the back of his chair as he took a seat next to me, his long legs grazing mine slightly.

“Sam just say ‘thank you’,” I tilted my head up to him - he was still enormous even when he was sitting down. He laughed slightly, almost bashfully as he looked down for a second at his twiddling thumbs before locking his eyes with mine again.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” I returned his smile at last, holding it for a few seconds before continuing: “So Dean has just been explaining to me what you’re looking for. Surely the First Blade is long gone by now? How would it have survived this long, and still be functional - not just some pile of dust?” Sam huffed out an already exasperated breath, slouching back in his chair and crossing his arms over his chest, much like how Dean was sitting.

“I have no idea, at this point I feel like we’re grasping at air,” we all mumbled in agreement, suddenly sitting in a solemn sort of silence. It was short lived though as Sam leant forwards, pushing his damp hair from his eyes and trying to lighten the mood.

“Guys why don’t we just leave it for a few hours and get something for dinner? It’s getting late and we should really eat.” Dean suddenly sprang forwards, sitting up straight and lacing his fingers together on the desk with a grin on his stupid face.

“Good idea Sammy - I can’t wait to try her cooking. If she can cook half as well as she cleans then we’re in for a treat.”

“You son of a bitch!” I jumped up, grasping the first thing I could find (a file on God knows what) and smacked him across the face with it. Deans head turned with the force - albeit not much - and another stupid grin crept onto his stupid lips. He chuckled his deep, chesty laugh and tenderly touched his already sore face, wincing slightly.

“Just for a second I forgot you hated my guts,” he drawled, rising to his feet.

“Well you don’t do yourself any favours by talking to me like that.”

“Yeah? Well maybe if you weren’t such a hot head you’d be able to take a joke.”

“A joke? You call that a joke? Jokes are supposed to be funny, Dean, there wasn’t even a punchline,” I had started to raise my voice slightly and he gave me an extremely puzzled look.

“Hold the fucking phone - are you mad at me because I ‘insulted’ you or are you mad that there was no punchline?”

“I’m mad at YOU, because you’re just trying to rub me up the wrong way on purpose!”

There was a pause, and a smirk and a twinkle in Deans eye.

“Well I’m sure if you ask Sam nicely he’ll rub you up the right way.”

“DEAN!” Sam and I both cut in at the same time and when I glanced at him I noticed a faint pink glow on his cheeks.

“What?” He threw his hands up, “Sam you’ve been acting like a schoolgirl around her since we met her at the diner, always jumping to her aid first. Just admit you have a crush ok?” Dean gave his younger brother an ‘all knowing look’ as Sam covered his face.

“Dean I’m going to pretend you never said any of that and just move on,” Sam turned to me and said in a hushed tone “I’m so sorry,” before looking back at his brother, who was now reaching for his jacket. “And where are you going?” Sam quizzed.

“To get dinner, that’s what this whole conversation escalated from right? About what we were going to eat? Well I’m going to get takeout, what do you both want?” Dean said, throwing his hands into his jacket pockets.

“Dean sit down,” I chimed in, my voice sterner than I intended.

“What?”

“Just sit the fuck down. Both of you. Carry on researching and making yourself useful,” I said, moving away from the table.

“Why?” Sam did as he was told but Dean looked at me like I’d asked him to eat tofu.

“Because I’m not letting you boys eat yourself to death with E numbers and MSG. I’ll cook something,” and as the words left my mouth I saw Deans eyebrows raise so much I thought they might push his hairline back. Before he could get a single word out Sam spoke on behalf of both of them:

“If you’re really ok doing that, (Y/n), you’ve already done so much today-”

“Sam it’s fine, I really don’t mind. I actually enjoy cooking, and since Bobby’s been gone I’ve had no one to cook for. So yeah it’s ok,” I smiled at him reassuringly, and he smiled back.

“Ok, if you’re sure,” he paused, looking to his older brother who had removed his jacket and was taking a seat again, “I just didn’t want you to feel like you had to just because Dean-”

“Really Sam, I’m fine with it. I was planning to cook even before the jackass opened his trap.” The younger Winchester gave me a final ‘ok’ before I spun on my heel and walked towards the kitchen, not even bothering to give the older Winchester a second glance.

I guess it’s time to find out what these boys have lurking in their pantry.

*

I’d been cooking for maybe half an hour when I was finally done and called the boys to the kitchen. I set three places at the table, and placed down three beers and enough cutlery for all of us, alongside various condiments they might want. I was just serving up as they walked in, muttering to themselves about something they’d researched. As they both sat down, I placed two plates in front of them and watched their faces light up.

“STEAK!” They both had wide grins as they picked up their cutlery and immediately dug in.

“Don’t get too excited, it’s nothing special. Plus the fries were frozen and the mac ‘n’ cheese was instant,” I said, placing down my own plate and taking a seat between them.

“Don’t care, ‘s home cooked,” Dean said with a mouthful of food, reaching for his beer. Sam just nodded vigorously in agreement.

“Well ok then,” I smiled to myself, I guess a little happy that they were happy. And for once that Dean had nothing smart to say. Yet.

*

Dinner was pretty uneventful - and short - as the boys practically inhaled their food. When their plates were empty they just sat at the table in a happy silence, rubbing their full bellies.

“Considering you just used what we already had and didn’t go shopping for anything, that was fucking beautiful,” Dean said, stifling a burp. I looked at him in surprise.

“Oh… Thanks Dean,” I half smiled down at him as I stood to collect their plates. He put his hand out to stop me, taking them from my grasp and pushed gently on my shoulder, urging me to sit. He returned the half smile, standing up.

“No problem. Now let me do this, you’ve done enough for us today already. Take a break,” his voice was low and strangely kind towards me, and I was almost lost for words as I felt his firm chest brush against my arm as he took the plates from me, his body heat reaching my skin through the fabric. Was he being serious, or just leading up to be a dick in a rather roundabout way? Who knows. But I should try to appreciate the moment at least.

Dean washed up whilst Sam dried everything and put it all away, and I sat sipping my beer as they bustled about for a few minutes. Once they were done, Sam took his seat back at the table and Dean grabbed the tea towel, roughly wiping the surfaces and flinging it over his shoulder when he was done.

“And now it’s pie time,” he said suddenly, sparks of joy in his voice. I grinned.

“Oooh, can I have some?” I asked. Dean turned to look at me like I’d asked him to shoot a puppy, and Sam muttered an ‘oh boy’ under his breath.

“Can you have some?” Dean repeated my request back to me, those sparks of joy in his voice no longer there.

“Yeah…please? I saw it in the fridge earlier, there’s definitely enough to share,” I stated, starting to feel like I was missing something here. Sam cleared his throat and I turned to look at him, an unusual expression on his face.

“Uhhh…(Y/n), Dean doesn’t share his pie. Not even with me.” Dean slammed the fridge door closed, said pie now in hand.

“You’re Goddamn right. The pies mine, now back off,” he gave me a warning look as he grabbed a fork and sat back down next to me again.

“Fuck me; really? What are you, a child? Who the fuck won’t share a pie made for four people?” I asked, getting exasperated with Deans bullshit. I knew the kindness wouldn’t last.

“Me.”

“Fuck you.”

“Guys, I’m gonna go and get some sleep - I’ll be back in a few hours. Thanks for dinner (Y/n), it was great,” Sam stood and pinched the bridge of his nose, not being inconspicuous at all about being done with bickering between Dean and I. He smiled softly at me before he left, patting my shoulder as I said a quiet ‘sleep well’ to him before he exited the room. Then it just left me and Dean. Again.

“Just one slice,” I asked abruptly, watching him shovel pastry into his face.

“No.”

“Please?”

“No.”

“Dean I made you dinner and tidied your shit, the least you can do is give me a slice,” I slid forward in my chair, inching closer to him in a new attempt to get him to share.

“No.”

“Pretty please?”

“No.”

“Fuck,” I threw my hands up before leaning forwards a little more so I was now close enough to smell him. And annoyingly he smelt divine - his cologne mixed with the scent of old leather and woodsmoke, perhaps a little gunpowder too. I breathed in, trying to get to the sweet smell of the desert he had, but all I could smell was him. I tried to ignore it. He was still a douchebag.

“One bite?” He sighed and turned to look at me, noses almost touching as I flinched back, not realising how much I’d shuffled towards him. He sighed, dropping his head slightly.

“Ok, just one bite,” he said as I did a very quiet squeal of delight. I reached for the fork in his hand but he held it up out of my reach, shaking his head.

“No. Not you.”

“Dean, come on.”

“Open.”

“What are you-”

“Open your mouth,” he said sternly, those evergreen eyes finding mine.

“Wait wha-”

“Open your Goddamn mouth (Y/n)” he said, his voice turning gravelly as I felt his breath on my face. I felt heat start to flood my cheeks and I couldn’t tell what emotion it was coming from, as I had started to feel a lot of things all at once. What made my head spin a little though was hearing my name fall from his lips - he hadn’t said it before, at least not to my face. And I hated myself for liking how it sounded. I didn’t say anything to him as I eventually did as I was told; opening my mouth and instinctively sticking out my tongue a little. I wasn’t sure where to look, so I looked at him - the concentration on his face as he scooped up an acceptable amount of pie to part with was amusing to say the least. Happy with my tiny portion, he turned to me and put the fork on my tongue, to which I closed my lips around as he slowly pulled it from my mouth, leaving the amazingly sweet desert behind. With my eyes now closed, I couldn’t help but hum in delight, savouring every flavour before I swallowed it down. Slowly opening my eyes again, I wasn’t expecting to see Dean still watching me, lips slightly parted as his gaze flickered between my eyes and my sticky lips, which I was now licking clean. He seemed to catch himself quickly though, immediately scooping up more pie for himself and cramming it into his own mouth. I sat back in my chair, picking up my beer and draining the bottle.

“Next time you buy a pie, Winchester,” I started, standing and tossing the bottle in the bin, “buy one for me so we don’t have this problem again.” He looked up at me just as I turned to leave.

“No promises,” his lip quirked slightly - so slightly that I wondered if he’d even smirked at all. I scoffed, giving him one last look as I rolled my eyes before I left the room to continue researching.

“Fuck you.”

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Chapter 4

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Hello, good morning/afternoon/night. The anon tired of all the horny bottoms here. A request with alpha reader being the only unmated alpha in the castle, that tries really hard to keep instincts/lust in check, around others maids? No problem, but the dimisisters are a whole other thing.

Everytime Bela ask for her assistance with her paperwork she wants to spoil her and make her feel good because the poor thing looks and smells so stressed (and delicious)

When see Cassandra being a nuisance and all mighty she wants to bend her against the closest table and fuck her, choke her, bite her just using her like a stress doll.

Go along with Daniela flirty remarks just to make her cockwarming while reading a book and not moving at all until she promise to be good and stop teasing her while working, then absolute wrecking her.

Bonus: the dimitrescu palming their back because their plan worked and now they need to convince alcina of not killing you.

I will very thankful for that buddy, pal fella.

I can’t blame you at all! Loving some sub dimis!😚🙌 Bela’s part alone got a LOT longer than I expected, so I’ll need to split this into 3 separate posts to avoid tumblr f*cking me over! XD links to those two parts are (once published) at the bottom of this post!

Let’s get into it! ;)

Masterlist 1

Masterlist 2

You groan silently into the pillow between your teeth, head thrown back as you work your own hand around your cock. You’re painfully hard and ache for relief.

Relief, which you can only get temporarily no matter how hard you try.

A blonde, a brunette and a redhead are all that are on your mind, and it’s as if each day you spend at the castle, it is harder to control your own thoughts and urges. Your body screams at you to claim the three, to use and fuck them hard, to utterly take them for yourself.

And it’s getting harder and harder to deny yourself this urge. This need.

The three omegas are all delicious and exquisite in their own ways, and all equally challenge you to keep from grabbing and claiming them. You’re an alpha- you’re meant to claim!

Of course, you’re not exactly supposed to claim them. Even should you manage to get your hands on the three seductresses, you are sure you will be executed by their mother within moments after. It’s not exactly as though you picture the overprotective mother to be fond of an alpha of relatively low status, a mere servant, defiling and claiming her precious omega daughters.

Yet you fantasize daily, your hand wrapped around your pulsing cock as you think of them.

Bela’s sweet lips wrapped around you, her stress and paperwork forgotten. Instead, the hard working blonde turned into your little office pet as you relieve her of some of her tasks- the only one on her mind, to suck you off and behave like a good girl for you.

Her skin looks soft from what you can tell- pale and slightly pink at places like her nose or neck.

You wonder if her pussy is equally pink for you, soft and wet. Is she sensitive? You like to think so, based on the few times she has whimpered and moaned softly from your fingers massaging her tense shoulders.

Cassandra, her pussy wrapped around you a she is made to take the harsh treatment you offer her, legs spread and breasts squeezed like stress balls. The mighty and stuck up huntress turned into nothing but a fancy sex doll for you, made to take all the cum you so desperately want to pump inside of her.

Bent over and used, ass spanked and groped, her holes used and stuffed by your large cock. She’d make such a good toy for you, brought from her high chair and all her brattiness and entitlement fucked out of her.

It’s time someone teaches the woman some humbleness and manners, respect and basic courtesy, you think. Clearly, this someone must be you.

And sweet little Daniela, overly flirty with you, teasing you senselessly. Her pointed fingertip caressing your chest, even daring to tip to your inner thigh. Her thick ass brushing against you when she bends in front of you on purpose…

The woman is such a tease, you simply must teach her some manners and discipline her for this. Bring the impatient little brat down to earth, use and fill her as she so desperately seems to want.

You groan again as you cum, a fine layer of sweat covering you. You have no idea how much longer you can stand this unfair torture that is denial.

Bela

Your eyes set on the eldest daughter of Alcina Dimitrescu as she works eagerly, her back straight, her eyes focused on the task she faces. You can practically smell how exhausted the poor woman is, yet she keeps working. Stress surrounds the sweet blonde, mixing with the pheromones she emits. You wish for nothing more than to claim and offer relief to her, protect and comfort, love and dominate her.

She pulls her hair to the side then, having smelled you come in. A clear sign for you to get your hands on her tense shoulders, as you have multiple times in the past few days.

She moans softly at your hands on her shoulders, massaging and kneading her skin yet again. You feel your reactions to her seductive sounds, but do your best to ignore them.

Silently, you’re thankful the woman isn’t facing you, so that she cannot take notice of the obvious bulge between your legs and your hard nipples.

“You’re so tense, Milady”, you speak breathlessly. She hums, eyes closed as she leans her head back gently. You resist the urge to drag your tongue along her throat and place kisses and marks along the way, yet eye the skin eagerly. She looks so soft for you.

“Work has been piling recently”, she answers simply. Still, you hear the exhaustion in her voice. The poor thing needs a break, desperately.

“May I suggest drawing you a bath, Lady Bela?”, you can’t help but ask. She looks up at you, as though considering this. For a moment she fidgets with the pencil in her hand, then hums, agreeing to your proposal at last.

The stunning blonde straightens up again when you take your hands from her shoulders and head to the attached bath chamber.

Upon looking in the mirror, you notice your flushed face. Her little moans and whimpers really do a number on you…

For a moment you consider taking care of your problem between her legs. She’s focused back on her work, doesn’t even spare a glance in your direction as she focuses so hard.

For a moment this makes you smile; she is such a good girl, really. You want nothing but to take her for yourself, shower her with love and spoil the already quite entitled woman further.

Your cock aches beneath your uniform, as though demanding your attention.

You groan quietly in frustration as you turn the faucet at the bathtub, allowing warm water to fill in. Next, you add soap and oils, even light a candle in the room. She still doesn’t glance in your direction, though you hear her hum happily at the smell of fine candles and expensive oils.

Another sudden ache between your legs has you lean against the wall, just out of view for her. You can’t help but reach under your uniform and grip yourself tightly, then stroke. You need to make this fast…

You bite your lip to stifle your own noises and pants, and arch your back slightly when within minutes you manage to feel your orgasm bubbling up within you.

The water in the tub is nearly completely filling it.

Again, you think of Bela’s little moans, her tiny gasps and whimpers when you knead her tense shoulders and work on removing each aching knot in her.

You ache to walk into the other room and pull her flush against you, your cock in her. You wonder, what beautiful sounds can you draw from the sweet blonde?

Would she also gasp from having your thick head push inside of her?

Moan when you thrust, and when you speed up?

Shriek when you find her G-Spot and bring her so much pleasure?

A little lost in your own world, you barely notice the water rising up.

Nor do you hear Bela sniffing the air from the other room and pressing her legs together at the aroma partly hidden by the scent of candles and oil.

Your grit your teeth when your pleasure is short lived, and you are forced to stop yourself mere moments away from orgasm, instead quickly readjust your clothing and stop the water from filling the nearly overflowing tub.

Just as you wash your hands, Bela walks in, her eyes set on you, a tongue darting out to lick her lips.

You’re still hard as a rock, although are thankful this is hidden by the sink you’re leaning against.

“Undress me, maid”, she commands softly, lifting her hair and turning around for you. You gulp as you step close to her, hands trembling slightly when you undo her corset.

She smells so good, and you’re completely exposed to the sweet omega pheromones emitting from her this close up. You grip her corset tightly as you take it off, forcing yourself to stay focused.

Next is the zipper of her dress; with slightly trembling fingers you manage to pull it down, revealing the smooth, pale skin of her back. You gasp when she turns around, golden eyes set on you. She looks desperate, almost.

“Bring me my wine glass?”, she asks, rather than commands. You gulp- you’re painfully aware of her thigh against your bulge. “Yes, Milady”- you’re happy about any excuse to move away from her as it gets harder and harder to control yourself.

Yet, when you return with the glass, you nearly have a heart attack at the image in front of you.

Bela in the tub, soap bubbles barely covering her. A slim arm hanging out the tub, gentle, soft fingers dangling in the air. Her head leaned back, her eyes closed. Her neck exposed.

You bite your lip. When she hears you walk close to her, golden eyes open.

She hums when you tip the glass to her lips. “Mhmm, this is relaxing”, she moans. You feel your cock twitch between your legs and can’t help but grind them forwards slightly.

She hums when your hands set back on her shoulders. You can’t help but touch a little more than you should, exploring her neck and collarbone. Bela shivers as she notices you lean close and inhale.

Your head spins with her scent surrounding you. Every instinct in you is urging you to claim the omega in front of you. Each second becomes an unbearable, seemingly futile fight.

She’s naked, right in front of you, ripe for the taking.

Bela gasps when she feels your hand sliding down into the water, just above her chest, and your nose brush against her neck. Slim thighs press together underwater.

You can’t hold back and are tired of doing so for this long.

“You’re beautiful, sweet omega”, you hum. Bela gasps at this, suddenly overly aware of your status as an alpha. She smells your scent and pheromones all around her and feels your warm hand sliding up and down against her skin, not yet taking her, but certainly implying you’re close to doing so.

She gasps when your warm tongue drags against her neck, where the scent is the strongest. With a whimper and low moan, the submissive woman tips her head to the side. You can no longer hold back.

Bela grips the tub’s edges tightly when she feels your teeth dig into her, a claiming mark set on her and signalling the passionate and deep connection between an alpha and omega. Her back is arched and her thighs press together even tighter.

She feels so warm and your head spins as she moans your name breathlessly.

“I-mhmmm, yes!”, she gasps, feeling your hand fully dive under the water surface and cup her left breast. You feel her hard nipple between your fingertips.

“You’re all mine, my precious omega”, you whisper possessively against her neck. She’s blushing, and the submissive woman nods quickly. “Yes, my alpha”, she answers breathlessly when you squeeze her breast.

Bela gasps your name when you lick up against her neck again, feeling the claiming bite beneath your wet muscle. She feels much more connected to you, and as though her senses are on fire.

She turns her head, eying the bulge in your uniform, and smirks excitedly. Too long has she too deprived herself of you, sneaking glances and moaning softly whenever you’ve had your hands on her. Oh, how the poor omega has waited and ached for you to claim her.

Your other hand slides down and cups her other breast. Bela moans sweetly for you.

Upon feeling light fingertips against your covered crotch, you groan. She’s eager for you, just as you are for her.

“Let me help you”, she whispers, golden eyes looking up at you. You can’t deny her offer, eagerly undress and relish in her small gasp when your large cock slaps against her face. “Open up that pretty mouth, Bela”. It’s the first time you’ve said her name like this, with no formality. It feels right, to both of you.

The blonde does so with gusto, yet shrieks in surprise when you push yourself down her throat eagerly, stuffing it and denying her air lest she breathes through her nose. Golden eyes water at the size of the dick in her mouth- it has you feel pride bloom in your chest.

Then, the blonde feels you lean down more, your fingertip brushing against her thigh. She pulls them open, the water warm against her throbbing pussy. When your fingers rest on her clit, you feel and hear her moan around you, her eyes shutting again.

With slow thrusts into the beauty’s warm mouth, you begin to circle your finger around her clit. Bela’s warm and soft beneath your skin, her nipples hard and fingers gripping the tub.

“You’re a good girl, aren’t you, Bela?”, you coo. She gags as she attempts to answer and you chuckle.

“Good girl, you’re taking me so well”, you moan. You’re getting close already, riled up from your own stunt just before the bath.

With hungry eyes you watch as her throat bulges a little when you push yourself deep in her mouth, tears running down her cheek as she gags for you. “You’re perfect, my beautiful girl”, you whisper. She moans and whimpers at this, hips bucking up.

“What’s that? Do you like that, Bela?”

She feels you pull out her mouth for a moment to trace her thick, wet lips with your tip, then push yourself back inside. She gags and whimpers yet again, eyes pressing shut as your full balls keep slapping against her face. She wants to be taken and bred by you so badly.

Bela squirms when you keep targeting her sensitive clit, her legs slung over the side of the bathtub. You don’t care about the mess it creates, the wetness on the floor tiles.

All you can focus on is her heaving chest and little moans and whimpers, her gags and flushed face.

You manage to have it go on a little longer, your hips thrusting forth and back, your head thrown back, yet it’s a futile fight when you’re feeling this close.

Feeling her cum and squirt from the treatment of her clit, you finally allow yourself to let go too.

Bela gasps the moment you slip out her mouth and cover her chin and chest in cum, some even landing on her cheek. She giggles at this, and with hooded eyes you watch as she swipes it off with her finger, then sucks it into her mouth. The blonde is a lot naughtier than you originally expected her to be…

The submissive blonde rises on shaky legs when you pull her out the tub and shrieks adorably in surprise when she is instead pushed up on the sink.

When you stand between her thighs, she wraps them around you eagerly. “You’re breathtaking”, you praise, hands exploring her body, lips meeting hers in a passionate kiss. She moans against your mouth, hips rising slightly.

“Please, I-need-“, you shush her with your lips, feeling her hum against them. You know just what your little omega wants from you, and you’re not about to deny the beauty nor yourself.

Bela reaches down eagerly, her index and middle finger spreading her southern lips erotically as you push yourself inside of her.

She’s quite tight around you, and warm, and so very wet. Her eyes roll to the back of her head upon feeling you inside, the feeling of a cock filling her a rare one. You’re not surprised, given her Mother’s distaste of men.

Bela gasps when she feels your lips around her nipple, kissing and licking lightly as you begin thrusting your hips. Golden eyes flutter close again as she leans her head back against the wall and tangles her hand in your hair.

“Y-Yes! A-AAh!”

“Go-oood!”

“A-AH! AH! More!”

Your hips pick up their pace with each of her breathlessly spoken phrases, until you hold her hips tightly and thrust up into her, using her cunt almost like a fleshlight for your cock. Bela’s a mere moaning mess for you.

“Yes! Yes! More!”, she screams, moans and shrieks tumbling from her wet lips.

She twitches in your arms when you angle yourself differently, hitting the most sensitive spot inside of her with each deep thrust. She’s gripping you so tight, you can’t wait to fill your beautiful new omega up.

“You fe-feel s-so goood…!”, she slurs out, her breasts bouncing with each thrust inside of her.

You grab a fistful of her blonde hair, admiring how in the light it almost seems like a golden halo surrounding her.

Bela gasps when she is pulled to you by her hair, your lips brushing against hers yet again.

“Do you want to be bred, little omega?”, you ask, nearly out of breath and trembling as you hold back from cumming in her already. You want the sweet blonde to cum first.

Bela arches her back when you rub her clit yet again, the little bundle of nerves warm and sensitive below your thumb. Her legs start shaking in no time.

She nods quickly to answer your question, tongue darting out to lick your lips. “I need it in me..!”, she answers, her hips bucking helplessly at the pleasure she receives.

She’s so sensitive after her orgasm, something you’ve noticed as you lifted her out the tub.

“Ple-Ah! AH! A-AAH!”, she gasps and moans with every thrust made into her and stimulating her.

At last, you feel her cum, tight pussy gripping your cock as you too orgasm and shoot thick ropes of warm cum inside her slightly stretched cunt.

[…]

At last, you’re finished with the blonde, her naked body pressed against yours in her bed, her chest rising and falling evenly as she sleeps.

Lovingly, you trace the mark left on her neck.

Cassandra’s part, once out, will be linked: HERE

Daniela’s part, once out, will be linked: HERE

[zeta-in-de-walls]

Transcript of Dream’s message

Hey, here’s a Transcript of what Dream said regarding DSMP. Where he confirmed S2 would not happen. I tried to get it accurately as I could while still being pretty clear.

DSMP... okay let’s talk Dream SMP. I’ll just be completely, blunt, I don’t think there will be a season 2. I mean, That’s not 100%. Obviously that could change, there’s been so many discussions about it and there’s a lot of people. Even though its called Dream SMP, it’s not just like a me thing, there’s a lot of people that are part of it, contributing and who have contributed to it. I feel, I’ve discussed this in discord and expressed my opinion on it... and a lot of people have expressed themselves about it. I want to do what everyone wants to do but at the same time I also don’t want to do anything that doesn’t feel like me. Dream SMP was originally started with just me and my friends f*cking around on the SMP but it’s different now. There’s a lot more to it with the DSMP. And the DSMP obviously was iconic and had so many awesome things to it. So I think realistically there won’t be a Season 2. If there was it’d be different and it won’t be for a while if there was. But, I think realistically there’s not so don’t get your hopes up.

And again that’s another thing that’s like hey you know I’m sorry. That’s something like false expectations. But The thing is, everything was done everything was ready. Everything was coded for DSMP Season 2. I had a whole document with all the new features, all the new plans, we had came up with the initial story etc etc. And just like, it didn’t happen. And then after time passed, stuff wasn’t happening, the finales and stuff. The finales took a lot longer than expected and there was stuff that didn’t ever come through with the finales. 

And I honestly lost motivation. One thing I said when we discussed it later on was like definitely once it ended up not happening it was my fault but the reason that it got to that point was because nobody was as motivated and nobody was as into it for a long period of time and everybody got busy with irl stuff. There were periods of time where I would message people and people wouldn’t reply about doing stuff and periods where I got messaged and wouldn’t reply. But then there was a multi-month period where I didn’t know what to do. I was sitting there like ‘I don’t know if we should reboot, I don’t know if we should do fresh stuff’.

And then of course Techno and obviously that complicated things. Our plan for a while unfortunately before Techno passed was to do like a memory related thing in order to have new relationships and friendships and stuff. But then obviously that was something that Phil pointed out like something he didn’t think about then mentioned later on was like oh that kinda sucks because you know it would be erasing stuff Techno had done and stuff. That kinda affected the plans. Do we change what we do? Do we whatever?

Yeah. As far as I know the server’s still up and has been up. Anyone’s that’s on and whitelisted can do what they want and stuff. I know Karl’s talked about doing lore outside of the SMP for his final stuff and I think Quackity’s talked about the same. Because It’s less reliant on other people to do things. Yeah, I don’t know, that’s kinda my thought process on this so I don’t want to whatever. 

And again I just want to go back to a time where we were all saying it’s gonna happen, it’s gonna happen. It was. Everything was done, everything was ready and then. It wasn’t really, it wasn’t just a me thing being like ‘well guess we’re not doing it’ There’s like a lot of stuff that happened and obviously stuff that happened which complicated things, like publicly as well. Some of the stuff... I’m sure you know what I’m referring to. That happened right around when Dream SMP season 2 was in the works and being finished. And so that obviously genuinely demotivated me a lot and made me like alright well whatever. I don’t care. I just want to hang with my friends and go back to my roots and do what’s fun for me.

And everyone that did reply whenever I kinda said that stuff fairly recently on the SMP, like a month ago or a month and a half ago at this point, everyone that replied was very positive like ‘oh yeah it sucks but we just want to be able play an SMP with our friends and stuff. And like yeah, that’s totally fair but that doesn’t necessarily have to be the Dream SMP, that can be anything.

[dramioneasks]

I have been in an absolute reading slump since finishing Entanglement by blankfish. I have reread it now 5 times even though it was never finished and just can’t quite find anything that I can read that will interest me like that story. I love the “forced love” aspect of their relationship having to be married and hating each other but their tumultuous relationship just sucked me in the whole dang time and I really need a good story like this one again

Any suggestions? The “hate sex” in this story was also *chefs kiss*

The Bounty by gracediamondsfear - E, 3 chapters - The war has been raging on for years. Draco is on the run and hiding out in Monte Carlo and Hermione is an Order bounty hunter sent to retrieve him from a Wizard Strip Club. Now they’re stuck together in a hotel room for a few hours and have to do their best to keep from driving each other crazy.Just another trope filled excuse for smut.

Only You - treasurethelittlethings - E, 17 chapters - A Dramione Only Fans AUDraco Malfoy and Hermione Granger are both ‘For Your Pleasure’ content creators on a social media app for the adult entertainment industry.When Hermione loses her orgasm, she goes to Draco for help. But will he accept? And if he does, will their respective feelings get in the way of everything they’ve ever known?

I Still F*cking Hate You by Ada_P_Rix - E, one-shot - “Get in the room, Granger.” Malfoy’s voice had dropped an octave. He was clearly at war with himself just as she was, but he at least appeared to be coping with the new reality of their situation better than her. “I have no intentions of stepping foot inside your room.” Her voice trembled just a little too much for Malfoy to think that she was actually telling the truth. He shook his head, a small, smile playing on his lips. “Your mouth says one thing love, but your eyes tell me something quite different.” His thumb grazed over her knuckles in the ghost of a touch. Fuck. She sighed, looking down. “You know nothing.” She was tapping her foot again. An anxiety thing. She could not let him win. She could not let him win. “Look at me, Granger.” His voice suddenly became demanding and dear god, she listened. Her need to people please and seek praise had reared its ugly head in the most inappropriate of ways. She looked up. Wished she hadn’t. “Get in the room, Granger,” His arm swing the door open a little more, his eyes never leaving hers as he waited for her. “Now.” OR: Hermione and Draco are Head Bridesmaid and Best Man for Luna and Theo.

Both of us by Storie_lover - E, 13 chapters - A few years after the war Ministry installs the Marriage Law to unite the society and bolster the decreasing numbers of birth rate, dropping lowest in the last two hundred years. Matching pairs are approved by Ministry on the basis of surveyance and magical core compatibility. Law demands to procreate within first two years of marriage. However allows to divorce in case of vindicated infidelity....

Clever Witch by Witchy_Writer3 - M, 40 chapters - The war has been going on for 8 years, the Order and the Death Eaters are stalemated. The turning point? Malfoy returning after years of studying dark magic abroad. The Order will fail unless he can be neutralized. Many try and all of them die. Malfoy is untouchable. When Hermione Granger is caught in one of his raids, Malfoy sees it as his crowning achievement. He forgot the fact that she bested him in class every year at Hogwarts and was named ‘brightest witch of her age' for a reason. 8 years of war has made Hermione even more clever and secretive... She has many new tricks up her sleeve. Nothing can go wrong… Right? Draco and Bellatrix were not on the Malfoy estate when the golden trio were brought there by the snatchers. As a result, Bellatrix never tortured Hermione over the sword of Gryffindor, the trio never figured out the location of the two founder horcruxes and the battle of Hogwarts never took place.

Is There A Line Between Love And Hate? by snickerdoodle - E, 52 chapters - Drunken nights lead to foreign behaviors, but they have the ability to leave behind unresolved emotions. Draco and Hermione find themselves in an irreversible situation. After all, once is a mistake, twice is a decision.

-Lisa

[dangancode]

Rain Code Chapter 0, and why its Twist F*cking Sucks.

This is going to be the start of a series I call "My Gripes with Master Detective Archives: Rain Code". Unfortunately, they are quite numerous, but I figure it's better for me to split them up rather then write one massive post complaining about it.

Because yeah, I did the writer's equivalent of a rage quit on this game, and it breaks my heart. Not only because the writing doesn't work, but because IT HAD THE POTENTIAL TO.

And what better place to start this then the Massacre on the Amaterasu Express, and why shock value is not good writing.

Spoilers for Chapter 0 of Rain Code, and also for Danganronpa 1, 2, V3, and UDG.

Right off the bat, we're introduced to five other characters besides our infamous protagonist, Yuma Kokohead. Aphex Logan, Melami Goldmine, Pucci Lavmin, Zilch Alexander, and Zange Eraser. They're introduced, provide a bit of exposition to Yuma and the player, and their dynamics seem pretty solid so far. Each of them has room to develop, there's hints that Pucci might be a love interest of sorts to Yuma, and some of even show off cool powers that definitely might come in handy in later cases. But then what happens?

They're all f*cking killed. They last twenty minutes before every single one of them, including the culprit, all die off-screen.

SO YEAH. IF YOU'RE ANYTHING AT ALL LIKE ME, YOU'RE MAD. Not upset, not devastated seeing characters you like die.

F*CKING. MAD.

What Kodaka seems to have forgotten when writing Chapter 0, is that there's a reason the deaths in the Danganronpa series work. THEY EXPLICITLY PUT THE IDEA OF MURDER INTO YOUR HEAD. From the very moment Monokuma is introduced in DR1, he says directly, without any sugarcoating, that the only way the characters can get out of permanent imprisonment is to kill someone and get away with it.

The writers don't say who will die (ignoring the whole 11037 thing), because they don't NEED TO. They know the player is smart enough to use context clues and figure out, "Hey, Sayaka and Makoto have been getting awfully chummy, chances are she's probably kicking the bucket." It makes sense, there's payoff, and the moments leading up to that are meant to build connection between the player and the characters.

WHAT PAYOFF IS THERE IN RAIN CODE CHAPTER 0'S TWIST?!

There is none, because Kodaka forgot to give us, the player, any semblance of a hint aside from the chapter's title that maaaaaybe these characters aren't gonna live much longer so try to avoid getting attached.

And no, saying "it's made by the same people who made Danganronpa so it's on you for not expecting that" does not suffice here. Even if Rain Code were established to be part of the same universe or whatnot (it's not), why didn't they give us a bit more warning?

WHAT IS THE POINT OF INTRODUCING THESE CHARACTERS IN THE FIRST PLACE IF THEY'RE ALL GONNA DIE WITHIN TWENTY MINUTES OF MEETING THEM?

The short answer is: shock value.

Take a look at Kodaka's writing, and you'll find that he adores shock value. Between the protagonist swap in V3, the divisive "it's a lie!!" ending, and a handful of deaths throughout the series (Taka, Hiyoko, Yuta Asahina), and it becomes entirely clear that payoff isn't his top priority. It's pulling the rug from under our feet, watching us land on the floor, and when we say, "WTF Kodaka?!", his response is probably, "IDK what to tell you fam, you really should've seen that coming."

No, my dude. Of course I didn't see this twist coming. Because you did a terrible job with your foreshadowing. You introduced five characters whose only purpose is to improve your marketing by showcasing a bigger cast on the game's cover art, vaguely hinted at potential development in later chapters, and then did ABSOLUTELY NOTHING WITH THEM.

As a writer, I despise shock value. Not hinting at a twist properly beforehand almost never works, and when it does, it falls in line with what we know about the story and the stakes. But by the time the stakes are set up in Rain Code, Aphex and the others are already gone, so their deaths don't really matter.

If Aphex, Melami, Pucci, Zilch and Zange didn't exist, THIS STORY WOULD'VE PANNED OUT THE EXACT SAME WAY. Nobody mentions these characters again anyway, SO WHY DO THEY EVEN EXIST?

Oh, and I've barely discussed the culprit himself, "Zilch-Alexander-but not-really-it's-just-some-unnamed-hitman-who-looks-and-sounds-exactly-like-him."

You mean to tell me that the real Zilch just happened to look EXACTLY LIKE THIS RANDOM HITMAN? A hitman who, much later in the game, is revealed to be old pals with Yomi Hellsmile, the symbolic leader of Amaterasu?

You're telling me this isn't actually a hitman, he's an insider from Amaterasu who managed to not only get out of Kanai Ward, but only left to kill four detectives, use some intricately designed train to pull off their murders, and then frame the trainee who just happened to have amnesia so his alibi is already pretty shaky?

You're telling me he got past all of the security regulations that Kanai Ward had in place preventing people from getting in or out, and instead of taking this opportunity to spread Amaterasu's influence, HE WENT STRAIGHT BACK THERE AND EXPECTED TO BE GREETED WITH OPEN ARMS?!

Are you starting to get why I have issues with this chapter?

It would've been so much simpler to say "Zilch was bribed by Amaterasu to betray the WDO". Melami or Aphex could even mention something along the lines of, "Not all detectives care about the truth. Some only care about lining their own pockets and making themselves look better in the eyes of the WDO." Which would make it easier for us to understand that detectives don't always have everyone's best interests in mind.

And if it's absolutely necessary for the sake of the plot, to fuel Yuma's desire to solve injustices and learn how to use the Mystery Labyrinth to uncover the truth, why can't it just be ONE DEATH INSTEAD OF FOUR?

I discussed this with a friend of mine on Discord, but rewriting this chapter so that only Zange dies would be incredibly easy. Zange realizes their drinks are drugged, and when everyone else falls asleep, he confronts Zilch. Of course it ends badly, and by the time the others realize he's dead, Zilch's status as the traitor becomes even more apparent. One Mystery Labyrinth later, and Swank kills Zilch for blowing cover, saying something like, "You said this would go off without a hitch." It would make Amaterasu seem more like a threat, since they're willing to go to such extreme lengths to compromise the WDO's involvement in Kanai Ward. Aphex, Melami and Pucci would all join the rest of the detective gang along with Yuma, and the story would proceed as normal.

Do you see how easy that was? I'm not trying to say this would've been better than how it actually played out, but I certainly would've enjoyed the game a bit more, at least.

Anyways, I digress. Rants are exhausting, but I definitely feel better getting all of this off my chest. Of course, you're free to agree or disagree, but I'd really prefer not to be called an egomaniac just because I disliked Kodaka's galaxy brain storytelling on this one.

Have a great rest of your day or night, I'm gonna go lay down now. :')

[dearweirdme]

Man, Jungkook cracks me up so much x)

See, I've seen, even in passing, all the current discourses about Seven: the pronoun thing (seriously, how is it even a discussion?), the BTS tag thing, the promo stuff, I've witnessed people (WEIRDLY always the same solo stans, even if they're jkkrs) say the most vile shit about him, pretending he has no creativity or identity of his own, questioning his artistry and whatnot, and i'm like...

Am I the only one that sees that song as just Kookie trolling the hell out of everyone like he always does?? Seven is hilarious. That MV is hilarious. Him singing earnestly how he's f*cking everyone and their cousin when we know he behaves most of the time like a five year old is objectively hilarious.

I honestly don't know how anyone can take it seriously. And, don't get me wrong, I love that song. Both versions have been on repeat since they came out. And I love him. I love his voice, I love his vibe, I love how he pours everything he has in everything he does. And I absolutely adore his sense of humour, and how he can and will do the most random things just for shits and giggles. Seven, imo, is part of that. Like he heard it and went "Yeah, imma sing that, just imagine their faces, it'll be priceless". It's honetsly giving me Lonely Island energy. And I'm all for it!

To y'all who're using that song to judge him, say that he's betrayed everything that BTS stands for, that he's a basic straight himbo, that he has nothing to offer artistically-wise - as if the past ten years and his solos/GCFs/covers/etc had never existed -, f*ck you, you suck. Go rain on someone else's parade.

Jungkook stays an unbothered queer trolling king 👌

(yes this ask has no point, I'm just venting sorry)

Hi @syneepsis !

I enjoy your approach to this. I agree that to Jk there is no seriousness involved in this song. I think he took the chance serious and saw a great opportunity, but he is totally detached from it personally. The way he talks about it makes that very clear to me.

I absolutely see how he’s taken the funny side in the mv. He’s hilarious 😂. That moment when he pops out of the coffin cracks me up every time. I think the way he performs the choreography is also very much him having fun with the moves and exaggerating for fandom. It’s not serious to him. It’s similar to how I always feel whenever he tries to be flirty with army on his lives. It’s like he’s laughing at himself for doing it.

We know what serious Jk comes up with.

Jk is a great performer, and I think that’s what he’s doing here. It does not take away from his song, it’s not like it’s a very deep song anyways. It’s just a nice song, it sets Jk up very well for his album release, which is what I think the whole purpose of this is.

[whenimgoodandready]

WHY IT WAS A GOOD IDEA ADRIEN/CAT NOIR WAS NOT IN THE FINAL SHOWDOWN

So the Season 5 finale of “Miraculous Ladybug” just ended and the final battle with our heroes and villain has come to an-(record scratch) Wait! I’m sorry, what did I just type!? Did I type “heroes”!? Ooooh! (laughs) My bad! It was only one half of the dynamic duo that was involved! Silly me!😅I will agree that it does suck that both heroes weren’t there for the takedown of Monarch due to Adrien being stuck in his prison cell of a room with cameras watching him and justifying his claims to Plagg on why he couldn’t transform to escape and help Ladybug, but honestly though, it’s probably a safe bet Adrien/Cat Noir wasn’t there. Why you ask? Two words my fellow Miraculers:Cat.Blanc!

(NOTE:I originally was gonna add in “Ephemeral” to the post, but that event wasn’t so much a disaster since we all know Gabriel/Monarch wanted to “recreate” the world and not destroy it like how Cat Blanc did)

As we know from “The Last Day Part 1:Conformation”, both Marinette/Ladybug and Gabriel/Monarch found out about one another’s identities and engaged in battle revealing a lot from Bugnoir discovering how the Kwami’s don’t appear from the new reconfigured miraculouses to what Monarchs wish was from the combined Ladybug and Black Cat Miraculous. After failing to get through to him and Gabe still obtaining the miraculouses, he recreated the world! What did we get when Adrien/Cat Noir discovered Gabe was his enemy?

THE F*CKING APOCALYPSE!

If Adrien/Cat Noir were in that fight, he’d discover the horror of his own father being his own arch enemy and done that!

Granted, the whole controlling the sentibeing thing by twisting the ring wasn’t established in “Cat Blanc” cuz that was only Season 3 and it only became a thing in Season 4 after they found a way to answer us on why Adrien was so submissive, but there’s still no doubt that would’ve happened again if Adrien/Cat Noir was there! Plus it’s been shown it’s use for the ring was weakening from “Collusion”.

It’s also been shown how “emotionally unstable” Adrien is whenever he gets upset. Like this from Season 4’s “Sentibubbler”:

Then in Season 5 as, after Monarch let himself be cataclysmed to desperately escape, Cat Noirs shockingly grown to use it impulsively. He’s almost killed two brainwashed civilians already!

The same way he reacted (in despair though) when he was akumatized as Cat Blanc. He couldn’t bear to hurt his girlfriend or his own father, so he decided to just “do away” with himself only for it to backfire and destroy the whole world. Where did he get this kind of mindset from?

Plagg!

This can go into a negative way too

Plagg needs to control himself or he’s gonna end up making Adrien hurt (and kill!) somebody with that kind of power! Otherwise, Adrien will eventually discover the truth (possibly from Lila/Cerise/Iris) and he’ll go into such a breakdown (discovering his girlfriend (who was also his crime fighting partner) lied to him and that it was his fault he killed his own father!) with his emotions spiraling out of control and end up destroying the world (again!). Either that, or he’ll turn evil which was “theorized” by Marinette.

[kitkatwinchester]

YOU'VE GOT NOTHING, B*TCH!!!

And THIS is why Garrett said you shouldn't try!!

"Because a whole pack of Alphas went after McCall, and he was the one left standing."

Because he's F*CKING SCOTT MCCALL!!!!

AND HE'S NOT JUST ANY ALPHA!

HE'S A F*CKING TRUE ALPHA!!!

And he is the Alpha of the MOST LOYAL PACK in EXISTENCE!!

Because the McCall Pack CANNOT BE BEAT!!

And Scott McCall CANNOT BE BEAT!!!

WHY DO YOU THINK HE'S WORTH THE MOST MONEY, HUH?! (At least, I'm assuming, because I'm pretty sure no one else at this rate is gonna beat 25 MILLION--although let's not sleep on Lydia being not far behind with that 20 million, because LYDIA MARTIN <3.)

Because he's the HARDEST TO KILL!

BECAUSE HE'S SCOTT F*CKING MCCALL!!

TRUE ALPHA OF THE MCCALL PACK!!!

YOU'VE GOT NOTHING, B*TCH!!

...anyways.

I WAS RIGHT ABOUT GARRETT! (Evil vibes.)

AND I WAS RIGHT ABOUT BRETT!! (Werewolf.)

AND I WAS RIGHT ABOUT PARRISH!!! (Definitely something.)

AND I WAS RIGHT ABOUT THE KEY WORDS!!!! (People we've lost.)

But...I think that's all I'm gonna be right about for the foreseeable future, because I am out of predictions, and I have NO idea who The Benefactor could be.

None.

No idea who would be able to keep track of all of the supernaturals in Beacon Hills this well and be this technologically and supernaturally connected and be quick and clever enough to steal money from the Hale vault.

Mostly because all of the people that I think are capable of that are in the McCall Pack and therefore (likely--I know we're still missing a list) on the list.

I also thought Kate was involved, but she's on List #2 (...as is Kira's mom, I just noticed, so that sucks), so that's out of the question.

Speaking of Kate, god, when Araya was yelling at Chris to say the code, I was soooo hoping that he was gonna speak Allison's code instead. Especially after she said "say it for your daughter, Allison". Like, I know he's mad and hurting and probably has a lot of mixed emotions about Kate, but the POWER MOVE it would've been to have Araya say that and to have Chris say "We protect those who cannot protect themselves."

I hope he does say it later, 'cause that would be awesome and would make me love him even more.

But, regardless, I love him, and I trust his mixed emotions to sort themselves out and do the right thing in the end, because we need to figure out how to save Derek's powers.

I feel like these Season 4 episodes have seriously been so solid so far. Like, this one was a lot more set-up in a lot of ways, but as a result, it was also a lot of puzzle pieces coming together, and the filmography and editing and emotion that was done with that was spot-on, and it really made for an incredible episode.

I REALLY love Season 4 so far, and I'm so excited to keep going (especially because I'm now two episodes away from an episode @slice-of-magenta told me has an amazing Sciles moment in it and I am PUMPED. XD <3 <3 <3 <3)

Anyways BAD*SS TRUE ALPHA SCOTT F*CKING MCCALL ALL DAY LONG!!! <3 <3 <3

(TRY US B*TCH! YOU GOT NOTHING ON TRUE ALPHA SCOTT MCCALL!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3)

[trammellesstangent]

OCD is like having an awful roommate whose life goal is to get on your nerves.

It follows you around making random threats and comments to make you scared and uncomfortable, and over time it learns your vulnerabilities. It focuses in on these and when it sees it gets a reaction it knows to go harder and more often. It is encouraged by your pain.

This really sucks, trust me, I know what it’s like to saponify my skin with bleach, to be forced to drop out of school, to be driven right to the f*cking edge by it. But the good thing is, the roommate can get bored.

If the little asshole says it’s gonna stab you with the kitchen knife, you know it’s an empty threat. All its threats are empty. So if you can manage to hand him a knife, to say “so do it”, he has nowhere left to push you and goes to play Xbox or something for a while. And yes, it’ll be terrifying for you because you’re literally telling someone with a knife to stab you and you’ll probably have a panic attack, but the little man just lost a tiny bit of encouragement.

It takes a long time for him to learn that you aren’t much fun to bully anymore, and for you to really know he’ll never physically hurt you, but eventually he’ll realise its not worth putting in much energy for. I don’t know if he ever moves out or leaves you alone for good, but it gets to a point that when he approaches you, you just say “piss off” and he does.

He only makes a halfhearted attempt to irk you a few times a day so while you don’t really like him, you aren’t desperate to stop hearing him. And sometimes he’ll notice if you’ve had a rough day and will be a bit more persistent, and sometimes you’ll just not be in the mood and he gets under your skin, but that’s the minority of the time, and I always think, most people can deal with a whole lot for a little while.

Also, it’s such an awesome sense of satisfaction in giving this prick the finger and telling it to go back down to the stinky swamps of hell. There are no consequences to it, and it’s great.

So you can learn to ignore him, and he’ll learn you’re not that fun to pick on.

[smokeybrandreviews]

Empty Seat

I don't like Drake. For a long time, I couldn't articulate why. I always thought it was because he sucked at rapping and never understood why this guy, f*cking Wheelchair Jimmy, was talked about like he was one of the Greatest. After listening to this newest album, I finally understand my indifference; Drake has no identity. When you hear an Eminem song, you know it's an Em song. You hear a Jay-Z track, you know it's HOV. Same with Nas. Same with BIG. Same with Pac, Rakim, Method Man, Busta Rhymes, DMX. The list goes on and on. Every artist who's in the GOAT conversation, you know their music immediately. You can identify that signature even if you can't put it into words. Kid Cudi made a whole ass rock album, but you could tell that was still Cudi's vision. I don't get that energy from Drake. He is whoever the most popular, profitable, sound is at the moment. This man doesn't have his own style. He doesn't have his own flair. He doesn't have is “own” anything, outside of wining about women. Drake is basically the generic build whenever you start up a new RPG, but for hip hop. I'm not saying that's bad, just disingenuous. How can you be “The Guy”, when you don't even have a presence? How can you be considered one of the greats, when nothing you make is on par with your peers? As an artist, you're supposed to grow and evolve. You're supposed to develop your own trademark. Slick Rick is the storyteller. Em is a pure lyricist. Snoop has that voice. Jay has his delivery. Andre has the flow. Wayne has that wordplay. What the f*ck does Drake have? I have no f*cking idea. Is he "good' at all of those things? Sure. Is he great at all of those things? No. Is he great at any of those things? No. He's high tier, i'm not taking that away from him, but dude's music is not very memorable. I can't recite a single bar from Drake. I can, for sure, recognize that music to Nice For What but, put a gun to my head and tell me to rap any lyric from that record and i'm dead. I don't hear people quoting Drake like i hear dudes quote Juicy and that sh*t came out thirty goddamn years ago. Mans leaves no impression with his music, outside of his beat choice, and it's like, really? This is the guy? How? Bro, his best album wasn't even HIS album. Mans got The Game treatment when The Weeknd basically gifted dude Take Care. That sh*t was done. The Weeknd sang the entire album for reference and Drake just Jenifer Lopez'd his vocals over those songs. The absolute height of Drake's career, the best effort he's ever put forth creatively, and the entire album is just him pretending to be the goddamn Weeknd. That's Drake's entire career in a nutshell. Mans is the great pretender. I dig that album art, though. Sh*t kind of dope. Probably the best thing about the entire album.

[jechristine]

Beef was so good it's a shame the people behind the project f*cking suck, the whole David Choe thing made me sick

Agreed 100%

[fantasyland96]

I can’t get over the sex I had the other day. I was spending the night at my boyfriends and I was half asleep. We were cuddled up (I was little spoon ofc). His hands are rubbing up and down my body. He moves in hand so it goes under my sweats and is grabbing my ass. Then he slowly moves his hand down and starts playing with my clit. His other hand covers my mouth and he whispered “sssshhhhh remember, you have to quite. Can’t wake the roommates”. He flips me so I’m on my back, takes off my sweats and panties, and continues playing with me. He leans in and says “I want you to cum for me” …ofc I did as I was told. Then he tells me to get on top of him but lay on his chest. It’s a new position I’ve never tried so I was excited and holy f*cking shit it felt amazing! He grunts and says “I just want to fuck you so hard” as he flips me over so I’m in doggy. He starts fucking me so hard I had to bury my face in the pillow so i wouldn’t scream. He pulls my up and sticks his fingers in my mouth as he grunts “suck them” I must’ve cum 6 times through out this whole thing. He cums and looks at me says “good girl” and then I went to sleep. Lol I don’t even remember him coming back to bed. I knocked out after some bomb ass sex.

[smokeybrand]

Roses

As we come to the end of another anime season, i feel compelled to actually spotlight a few surprises. Lately, I've fallen out of love with the whole genre. I'm forty years old and have been watching this sh*t since i was, like, four. Godzilla and Transformers were my gateway drug into what we called Otaku culture, way back when i was young. Basically, Weebs before Weebs. Still, being so young and seeing suck stunning visuals and, oh my god, the violence! I am Eighties Baby so sh*t was REAL lax back then. I grew up on Guyver, Fist of the North Star, and Wicked City. Akira changed my life at eight or nine years old and I've been a staunch supporter of the sh*t ever since. Nowadays, that quality is lost. The last few seasons have driven home the fact no one wants to spend money on sh*t. There are a few exceptions, of course. Frieren is a f*cking classic, gorgeous beyond words and f*cking emotionally damaging, and Eminence in Shadow is probably some of the funnest Shounen I've seen in some time but those are few and far in between. Kaiju no. 8 has all the makings of brilliance, and the budget to match. Anything Mappa or UFOtable releases is going to be pretty but probably lack anything resembling substance. It's hard to nil down both and, more often than not, it's the animation quality which suffers, which is why i wanted to make this post. There are three shows this season which are brilliant but lack in the visuals at times. They are definitely worth your time, even if they look cheap as f*ck.

No Longer Allowed in Another World

Look, I've been touting the virtues of this show since the manga dropped a few years ago. Seriously, if you search this blog for Love,Death, and Isekai, you'll see an entire review of the manga. I posed that sh*t two years ago. I've been a shill for the manga ever since. When it got the anime treatment, i was disappointed by a few things (they gave Tama shoes. Why? Why deprive of such slutty foot game?) but the show, itself, looked cheap. I was disappointed for, like, three or four episodes. All the way until Sensay used his powers for the first time. Then i understood why the animation was sh*t. Those few instances, almost always splash pages in the manga, got all the money. I was let down. Just like i was with Chained Soldier, Chillin in a Different World, and I Got a Cheat Ability in a Different World. I knew i couldn't drop this show like i did those others because i know where the narrative goes so i stuck it out. The animation gets better, slightly, but it never really impresses. Still, the characters and world -building are more than enough to carry. Definitely check this one out based on the story, alone. Expect bright posts of exceptional quality, but it's mostly passable at best.

I Parry Everything

This one is a mixed bag for me. I definitely enjoyed the show but i felt like it could have been better. It's not overly stunning in terms of visuals, but you can tell work was put into this, More than anything, the character work is the draw here. I love this show based strictly off the interaction between the main cast. There are some interesting world-building stuff going on in the peripheral but, for me, it's how they all kind of bounce off each other which makes this worth a watch. Strong character design, too. Like, the look of this world is pretty well envisioned.

The Ossan Newbie Adventurer, Trained to Death by the Most Powerful Party, Became Invincible

This is arguably the worst looking on this selection and, somehow, the one i found myself committed to the most. F*cking Ossan is a whole ass contradictory! There should be some bombastic f*cking fights and spectacles all over this thing and, nope! It looks like and old Hanna-Barbera cartoon from the f*cking Seventies most of the time. Still, the performances, narrative, world-building, character work, plot, and just overall heart of this anime, more than makes up for the trash visuals. It's like the opposite of Solo Leveling; All narrative substance, no visual quality at all. I toughed this grody sh*t out until the end and felt almost as satisfied as watching the end of Frieren Th overall plot and character performances are THAT good!

A Nobody's Way Up to an Exploration Hero LV

This is another one that I've actually been reading. There is some absolutely STUNNING art in the book, certain scenes that have these wonderful layouts which i could see being straight up epic in animation. They are not. Bro, i was about as disappointed in this sh*t as i was with I Got a Cheat Ability in a Different World, and that's saying the most. I wasn't expected Tomahawk steak but i figured at least an Angus ribeye, you know? I got Hamburg steak instead. Like, it's fine, i guess? I can see why it's popular and do recommend a watch but come on? If this thing had a budget, i could see it being a classic.

Dandadan

I'm just throwing this in here because the first six episodes leaked and it is everything. Anime of the year. Perfect, top to bottom. It's visually striking in every way and the plot is as zany as the manga, No complaints. No gripes. The mention doesn't even belong on this list, I'm just dumby hype about it. Watch Dandadan. It's inspired!