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cutter-kirby · 8 months
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come on simon
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bralette-kisses · 20 days
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wanna come over and watch live action one piece?
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peachducy · 2 months
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professor layton azran legacy spoilers
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ready for reincarnation
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swampthingking · 27 days
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one question: how rich is jeremy’s ass
follow up question: is he going to try and buy jean’s freedom from the moriyamas
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stevenose · 3 months
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thinking about baron literally switching up on you during sex 🫶🏻 reader with a vagina, no pronouns used for reader!
to be honest, the accent is a little grating. he’s saying things that make no sense, creating euphemisms that confuse you and take you out of the moment. you almost shove your fingers in his mouth to shut him up, but his sweet moans are too good to muffle.
baron. weird name. lamram is even weirder. in fact, ‘lamram’ sounds fake, some kind of made up name only a bimbo like baron would think of. but you have no reason not to believe him. he’s incredibly unassuming. sweetest thing alive, you think.
but you’re really starting to doubt the truth of his confession that he’s a virgin.
and it’s not really because he’s a good kisser. and he is, very much so. so humble and modest and yet he kisses you with such fervor that it’s staggering. claims your whole mouth with his, those big hands coming to cup your cheeks and keep you pressed against him like you might leave. you wouldn’t dream of leaving. certainly not after feeling his bulge, resting pretty on his lap, your tv blaring something useless behind you.
and it isn’t because he’s huge. jesus, is he huge. and your reaction, a wide eyed, open mouthed stare, makes him smirk. you didn’t think a sweetheart like him knew how to smirk. but he frowns when he catches you looking, furrowing his dark brows. “is - is it all right?”
“yeah,” you tell him quickly. “you’re just really big, baron.”
he shrugs a shoulder and smiles, bashful. “didn’ really know that.”
your hand wraps around his shaft, so hard and soft and hot. veiny. long. it nearly looks like it’s on the wrong body, but that isn’t very true, either. it fits his body, certainly - those big hands, strong biceps, hairy chest. it just doesn’t really fit his personality.
“no one’s ever told you before, huh? how big you are?”
baron shakes his head, that wide eyed wonder forcing his brows upwards again. “‘s it too big? can - can y’take it?”
and, no, it’s not that his fingers curl up and find your sweet spot immediately when you guide him to stretch you open. or that he knows where your clit is. you can chalk it up to beginner’s luck, or maybe he’s watched a lot of vintage porn. his expression shifts again while you mewl on his lap - smile widening, like he knows something you don’t.
“am i bein’ good for ya?”
you nod, grinding down onto his lean fingers. “mhm, yeah, baron, feel so good - add another, baby, please?”
“baby,” he says, sort of laughing, all giddy. “could get used t’that.”
what really makes you think he’s not a virgin is the way his hips rut up into you when you finally get him inside.
you have the lead at first. moving your hips up and down nice and slow. letting him savor it for his first time. playing with his long hair and trying to ignore his forced out little sayings. you’re moving so slow, and you swear baron’s clenching his jaw, his eyes turning hooded instead of wide, and then he suddenly plants his feet and starts fucking up into you.
you gasp, caught entirely off guard, and baron seems surprised himself. “that right?” he drawls. “‘s it ‘kay?”
you nod, and he continues, his hands - once hold you in a soft, feather light grip - suddenly tighten. squeezing the fat of your hips roughly. not enough to bruise but enough to make you realize he’s much more confident than he comes across.
and then - the nail in the coffin - he stops speaking with that terrible accent.
you think maybe it’s just getting warbled with his pleasure until he sounds - well. sounds like any other guy you know. voice deep and soft and sweet and yet so entirely sexy while he drills you with that long cock, hitting you deep, angling his hips to keep his tip rubbing against your sweet spot.
“feel so good,” he groans, no accent detected. “ah, fuck -“
“didn’t think you swore,” you pant, brows furrowed in pleasure and a lot of skepticism.
“i - uh.” and the accent’s back. “y’just feel better’n an ice cream cone on a -“
“quit it,” you moan, bouncing down on his cock. “you’re not a virgin, are you?”
he stares for what feels like eternity. and then he shapeshifts - relaxes, his face turning soft but eyes staying dark, gaze fixed instead of dazed. and he fucks you harder, lets his hands wander, lets his fingers tangle in your hair before pulling you in for another kiss. your stomach flips and you don’t feel scared, just shocked. confused. very horny.
“i’m not supposed to do this,” he says against your lips, smooth like butter, grunting from exertion. his free hand skirts down along your side before settling at your clit, rubbing circles into it. his dark eyes bore into yours and make your skin set alight. “but - but i- i’ll be honest, sweetheart, i needed this.”
“i - i guess that -“ you gasp, tilting your forehead to rest against his. “you- you’re not a virgin, then?”
the man scoffs. “do i fuck like one?”
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diggykit-kat · 2 months
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(Y’all want somthing NSFW THEN FINE! But not with fucking orphaned you dickheads)
Adam x Fem!Reader (human) HCs
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How did you know Adam's bitch ass? Well because of every very horrible Wattpad mafia story, but instead of your father having no money he was a white Christian military veteran, who knew you wouldn't get into heaven because you didn't want a god who could wipe you out the most disgustingly or horrendous way possible, so he sold your soul and married you off to an angel without you knowing.
One day you just woke up and found him eating leftover ribs in your kitchen. He was none the wiser about his presence in your house. You stared at him in disbelief. You felt like throwing a plate at him. But you think the wings were suspicious enough to know this had to be due to your dad's recent death?
"So what? Are you some kind of omen or something about my dad's death or are you here to bully me into being a Christian?"
"No, but I can make you see heaven."
"Is that sexual or a threat?"
"Depends on what move you make kid." He leaned up against the fridge, MY fridge. Still eating MY ribs.
"I'm (your age)"
"Yeah well I'm at least 10,000,000...+"
"That...that's just wrong man..." I shook my head
You eventually got used to his ass even though he played loud music in the middle of the night and denied to leave the room when you needed to change because he was your “Bitch” directly.
(Let’s just get to the point we all know what your whore ass came for-)
In bed, Adam is prevalent and enjoys being in control. He has a commanding presence and loves to take charge, often leaving you feeling overstimulated but satisfied.
He can be quite forceful and rough in the bedroom, but always makes sure to check in with you and make sure you're enjoying yourself. He loves to push your boundaries.
When it comes to touching you, Adam can be surprisingly gentle. He loves to caress your skin and leave soft kisses, bruises, hickeys, love bites, you name it. all over my body. He also enjoys using his wings to wrap around you and hold you close during heated moments.
( this is lettally for any character that isn’t slightly human) Heat. Yep. Yep. Oh don’t like it? Well fuck you, men in a rut is hot🛐🤭
When he is in a rut he. is. in. a. rut. Fucking furniture flying across the bedroom, maybe some bruises from being banged against the wall? What- a bed is too soft, he needs something to make sure you won’t move one bit. He needs you to stay still for him. Like the doll you are.
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jincheeto · 7 months
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I love them all bisexually
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humanmorph · 4 months
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i do still (occasionally) (also when keith mentions it) think about how noone really interacted with phrygian much outside of their humanoid shape much (room, place, objects etc), and when they did it usually went with a general sense of that being so strange / weird / kind of offputting. and of course part of it is that it's jokes from the cast & saying things like 'i don't want to party inside of you' are just kind of funny, i guess*, and on the other hand (watsonian) i can buy it from the characters who were raised with/under anti-branched propaganda, HOWEVER
Get over it!! Get over it!!!!! Skill‼️ Issue‼️
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mentallyinwalmart · 6 months
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MEME CONTAINS IRON FLAME SPOILERS‼️
Xaden: how long have you been venin? When did you turn?!
Jack Barlowe:
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uwuchidraws · 7 months
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"if the holo's enough I'm all yours"
full pic here (or here if Twitter’s being weird again)
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A great episode for briefs representation
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xiewho · 2 months
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im in tears at the end of the episode bro there was no need for lou to make it as detailed and horrific as it was. i swear he couldve just shat his pants like mid class but you know what. the shit had flair and i respect it
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loidloid · 10 months
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yall we’ve never seen twilight beaten like this it’s getting scary
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jasontoddssuper · 7 months
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And if i said Miles and Hobie?
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stevenose · 2 months
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Baron thoughts?
I’ve been thinking a lot about food play with Baron since it’s a theme in the movie
Having Baron out on a picnic in a flower field, coaxing him out of his shirt and taking out one of the ice creams you packed in the cooler, the vanilla soft and you cover him in it and lick it up and he’s a sweet sticky mess because of it :( soft tummy and chest messy with it while he’s twitching and whining . Scooping up some of the soft cream to feed him from your fingers and pretend to miss his mouth just to have the excuse to lick up his cheek or jaw and he’s such a cute mess, arching into you and begging for something else than ignoring his cock until you finally give into your sweet boy and his soft begs :(
this is SO TRUE. helping him take his shirt off, shushing him when he wonders if anyone will see. pushing his shorts up to give you more of his thighs. and then tilting the cone down, letting it drip onto his stomach, chest, thighs. swirling in the hair he has there, making your mouth water. he gasps at the cold and gasps again when you lean forward to lick a stripe from his waistband to his stomach.
“‘m not an ice cream cone,” he muses.
“no, you’re sweeter.”
he opens his mouth to retort - this is hardly sexual for him, he doesn’t quite understand the game you’re playing - but when you drip some vanilla cream down onto the crotch of his shorts it clicks for him viciously. his hips buck and he whines, hardening instantly, so needy.
you give him some help - leaning forward to lick a broad stripe up his shorts, coating your tongue in the creaminess of it. he watches you with wide bambi eyes, so innocent and so, so turned on. he didn’t know sex could be like this. he’s stunned. even more so when you scoot down a bit to lick up his thighs. they’re sensitive, something he always complains about when he’s riding his bike. that they tickle even when they’re pressed together. baron cries out as you kiss them, sucking cute little hickeys into the skin.
“please?” he whines, bucking his hips. “need ya, please sweetie?”
your fingers find the button of his shorts. “just lie there and look sweet for me, baron.”
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nicksproutart · 8 months
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BYE
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