#Locking this up and throwing the key.
Note
Lips Anon! Hi Pookieeee
Okay so I've been seeing some asks about Mama's design and it's pissing me off.
Y'all, this is Tarja's take on Mama. NOT her official design.
Mama can be whatever you want, Tarja never said Mama's curls were loose or tight. Mama can be imagined as whatever the heck you want!!!
All of Tarja's reader inserts are Latina coded because in early Miguel fandom none of the popular works had a Latina reader that felt authentic. We Latina readers were starving! Before you think I'm making massive assumptions, I've actually been talking to Tarja for some time and we talked about this in depth.
Mama is coded as a Latina because she was originally meant for Latina readers.
However as Tarja's aucience grew, it expanded outside of the Latina audience. Which is amazing!
We've both noticed an alarmingly little amount of the realistic Latina pov in reader inserts so we made our own.
Just making this clear because frankly this is starting to get out hand. Please let us Latinas have something!
Tangent incoming. We barely get shit, we get stereotyped as this big busty booby spicy women but not for the right reasons. Sure a lot of Latinas have these features, but you always get skinny Latinas (not hating btw you go skinny queens) with these features. A lot of Latinas have a lil chub but where the fuck do you see that in media?
I'm speaking as a Latina who feels underrepresented, and Tarja has said the same, thus the creation of the reader inserts.
I'm not mad that people have a problem problem with the design, but when people keep thinking that this is the official design for Mama and get all pissy in the inbox, that's really fucking shallow.
Again, let us have this. Tarja's design is not the official, and if you don't feel represented...please scroll and don't bitch.
Thank you for reading! This is not meant to hate on anyone, I just don't like the amount of boundry breaking there is.
You go Queens 💕
I know this will be controversial to some, but in truth, it is kind of Annoying and repetitive to keep clearing this sort of things. I'm not being rude or mean (Feeling hella awkward if honest) , just it makes me sad and a bit angry that none had complained about it before, until MY take on her design dropped.
I just wanna enjoy writing for her. In one of the many asks way way before I stated that Mama was a latina, but as more people kept reading, her ethnicity and the like passed to a second layer, and I rather focused on her personality, trying to make her as a relatable character as possible.
I KNOW none looks like her. I just took physical traits I often see in Latina women. I know I won't please everyone too (and that's alright cause that's not my job either.)
I truly don't mean to sound arrogant or something, but I don't like repeating myself over the same thing.
28 notes
·
View notes
Text
ACE TRAPPOLA WHERE IS YOUR FUCKING MAID DRESS
#twst#twisted wonderland#ace trappola#I MISSED MAID DAY THEYRE GONNA LOCK ME UP & THROW AWAY THE KEY#sillies tag
7K notes
·
View notes
Text
A/N: Just a little something I wrote to procrastinate instead of working
CW: Smut, AFAB Reader, Penetrative sex
WC: 874
Thinking about needy Law who seeks you out when he is overcome by his urges. It doesn’t matter where you are or what you are doing; his visceral need to be inside of you overtakes all other priorities.
He walks up behind you, his presence an unexpected but welcomed interruption to whatever you happened to be doing at the time. He wraps his arms around your torso to hold you tight against him, the warmth of his breath tickling against your skin coupled with the soft pressure of his lips on your neck sending shivers down your spine. As his kisses trail down your neck and your shoulder, you can feel his breathing starting to get heavier as his craving grew.
Law’s hands begin to explore your body, touching and squeezing every inch that he could get to. You ask what he is doing, a smile evident in your voice, only to be met with the vibrations of his voice against your neck as he whines out something about wanting you.
He uses one of his hands to turn your face towards him and capture your mouth in a deep kiss– slipping his tongue into your mouth with small sighs and sounds of pleasure being pulled from deep within him. You find yourself turning around to face him, succumbing to the urge to fill his needs.
His hands trail down your sides until they reach your thighs, lifting you effortlessly as he places you onto a nearby surface– a counter, a table, wherever his needs take you. He would grip your thighs and roll his hips against yours, seeking any kind of friction. The grinding builds a growing heat between you two, accompanied by whimpers that escape your mouth which would be swallowed by his own.
Desperation fuels Law’s mutterings of ‘please’ or ‘I need you’ against your lips as he grips at the fabric of your pants, pleading you to let him continue. When you give him the go-ahead, he wastes no time in discarding your bottoms.
Your hands work with urgency, quickly freeing him from the constraints of his pants. As you grasp his cock, a guttural moan escapes his lips and his forehead falls against yours. His breathing comes out in ragged pants as your teasing touch elicits desperate moans from deep within him. Law’s own hand finds its way to the core of your own desire, his fingers gliding along your wetness with focus and precision, occasionally circling that bundle of nerves that has you whimpering out and leaning into his touch.
As you swipe the head of his dick, thumb smearing his precum across the tip, Law responds with a sharp gasp and a shaky moan, his fingers jolting and pressing against your clit in the process. His hot breath against your skin blends with your own shared gasp and moans that fill the air from the lewd acts.
Law wraps his hand around yours and guides himself to your entrance, wetting himself with your arousal. With a desperate need, he slides into you, each thrust a rough, intense motion that expresses the deepness of his desires. His face presses into your shoulder, muffling his whimpers against you as he loses himself in the feeling of you squeezing him so tightly around him.
Law’s hands find their place on your hips, pulling you against him with each forceful thrust. Whimpers and moans spill from his lips, filling the air with declarations of his pleasure and need. “Fuck… f-feels so good… can’t stop,” he whimpers, his hips pounding into yours faster and harder with each passing moment. “You feel too good, I need you so bad.”
Law’s thrusts grow needier, his rhythm more frenzied and his hips slam into yours as he gets closer and closer to the edge. Your own moans fill the room along with the sound of skin slapping against skin. Each thrust sends a jolt through your body, and you can feel his cock roughly dragging in and out of you as he fervently moves.
Law’s desperate whimpers fill the air, a string of curses paired with every motion. “Fuck, fuck, s-so close, ah,” he frantically whimpers, his movements becoming more erratic. In a final intense moment, he speeds up when suddenly a deep groan escapes him as he stills within you.
The warmth of his release floods you as hot ropes of his cum shoots into you. His grip on your thighs loosens, and his hips lazily roll into yours as he rides the aftershocks of his climax.
As Law gradually recovers from his climax, his breathing begins to steady. He does not show any signs of pulling away, though. Instead, he presses gentle kisses along the curve of your neck, each kiss soft and lingering against your skin.
“You felt amazing,” he mumbles against your neck, his voice dripping with satisfaction. His hands begin to explore your body once again, tracing patterns against your skin. “I think it’s only fair that I owe you something for that.” His hand follows a gentle path down your body until he reaches your core once more. A light press of your clit pairs with a gasp escaping you. “What can I do to repay the favor, him?”
#one piece#one piece x reader#trafalgar law#trafalgar law x reader#trafalgar d law x reader#trafalgardwaterlaw#law x reader#one piece smut#Nina Writes~✦#Someone lock me up and throw away the key#i need this man carnally
636 notes
·
View notes
Text
172 notes
·
View notes
Text
gravity falls au is NOW CANON!!
#i dont know how i feel about this one#dhmis#yellow guy#duck guy#duck dhmis#gravity falls#mabel pines#dipper pines#my art#oh yeah also i traced the book cover#if thats a crime lock me up and throw away the keys!!
267 notes
·
View notes
Text
Oh fuck, I'm gonna [REDACTED]
#POLICE SIRENS#DOGS BARKING#HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING#lock me up and throw away the key#i am a danger to society#gvf#greta van fleet#josh kiszka#jake kiszka#danny wagner#sam kiszka#jake gvf#josh gvf#danny gvf#sam gvf
188 notes
·
View notes
Text
when I first joined the bsd fandom after watching the show, it was about mid-April. I spend the first few days looking at fanart and trying to find blogs I liked, spying on the tags daily to see who was active, the usual.
I knew I liked Chuuya but it was funny to see how much fan content the barely-there background character got. I got it though. He's the first one I drew because I liked his design. Plus, I was seeing something about a new light novel with him as the protag having just come out.
What I didn't know was that his birthday was coming up. A few days before it I started seeing a sudden increase in Chuuya fanart. Birthday wishes started flowing in. They wouldn't stop. The day before, the day during, the day after, but also even beyond that. It lasted for a week. That was the most extended birthday party for a fictional character I had ever seen. People were willing to post their pieces days after the date had passed!
And then I really understood the power that Nakahara Chuuya possessed over this fandom.
#then i looked up bsd light novels to know what was up and really that was me locking the door and throwing out the key while i was inside#bsd#bsd chuuya#bsd nakahara chuuya#apparently i talk sometimes
120 notes
·
View notes
Text
Harrow: God’s Special Little Girl (Handpicked)
Gideon: God’s Special Little Girl (Whoops A-Daisy Baby)
Ianthe: God’s Special Little Girl (Self Identified)
#the locked tomb spoilers#the locked tomb#Ianthe trying so hard to fit herself into the framework of daughterhood to fit in with harrow and gideon#coming up with tower princes#sidling in on brunch#and all she gets for it is a hungover pat on the shoulder and god genuinely asking if she’s trying to bang gideon!#no respect around here no paternal interest#she’s going to put him in a divine retirement home and throw away the keys#Ianthe: fuck it we’re doing daughters now? I can daughter so good#narrator: she could not
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
Protect Black Women. Believe Black Women.
Megan deserved this justice! but this verdict will not erase the disrespect and misogynoir she has faced because of the shooting, and it wont stop people spewing hate at at her... but God i hope, for today at least, that Meg is surrounded by so much love and support and that she feels seen!
Believe victims. Support survivors. Believe black women. PROTECT BLACK WOMEN!
#lock his ass up and throw away the key!#megan thee stallion#believe black women#protect black women#misogynoir#tory lanez
785 notes
·
View notes
Text
westeros is so fucking funny. you commit a crime okay so here’s your options get your hand cut off or any other appendage the persecutor sees fit or go to the comically large wall made of ice and spend your days with a bunch of smelly incels and boys with mommy and/or daddy issues.
take my left hand please. no way i’m about to spend eternity larping with these fucking emos. fighting imaginary fucking goblins and ghouls. yeah right.
they got 14 year olds there that went to the wall because they committed a minor crime to help their family and then literal fucking domestic terrorists. wild. utterly wild. and they then are forced to become besties.
#lock me up and throw away the key#my fav emo#jon snow#nights watch#no way king sorry#lock me up#no chance i go to the wall#asoiaf#just girly things#asoiaf books#lord commander
88 notes
·
View notes
Text
#you are just a little toy for me to play with!i just want to lock 🔐 you up throw away the key 🗝️ and fuck the hell out of you rn#humiliated sissy#beta sissy#feminine sissy#sissy tasks#faggot sissy#submisive sissy#panty sissy#sissi femboi#sissy ferminization#sissifyme
108 notes
·
View notes
Text
THE GIRLS
I <3 them both they are both my faborites
#if its a crime to shade with yellow lock me up and throw away the key!#art#vocaloid#i forgot the black detailing on tetos outfit but ignore that im not editing it i fear#miku#hatsune miku#teto#kasane teto#mossert
105 notes
·
View notes
Text
i did not realise gamlen would say quite all that about mage hawke. btw.
#lock them all up and throw away the key it wouldve been easier if youd been normal like carver...#it was so unexpected because ive had the other version of that convo so many times 😭#i dont think keir and amity even told gamlen what was done to leandra so i got like none of that#man.#i didnt think gamlen could say anything that would actually land
76 notes
·
View notes
Text
Fuck.
#for the love of all that's holy#lock me up and throw away the key#i am SO unwell#fucking matt mercer is trying to kill me with these characters istg 😭#got me rattling the bars of my enclosure as we speak#anyone of them should totally get closer to me#leon kennedy#leon s kennedy#resident evil#resident evil death island#jotaro kujo#jjba#ganondorf#loz totk#vincent valentine#final fantasy 7
19 notes
·
View notes
Text
General Kai x Reader: Breathtaker
Warning: Mild breath play, degradation, chain bondage, throat fucking, rough oral
Author's Note/Disclaimer: I've never written breath play before. This was just a naughty idea I had that turned into a drabble, so if there are inaccuracies I apologize in advance, don't be afraid to correct me (gently) in the notes, and please know I don't condone any actual unsafe practices. This is just how I feel canon Kai would be in this sort of situation- but PLEASE DO NOT ATTEMPT.
That being said, enjoy~!
Kai is a Spirit Warrior: he doesn't need to breathe. Unfortunately, he may have forgotten that you do.
He has your head in a rough grip in one hand, the other pulling the chains wrapped around you taut. They were almost cutting into your skin, keeping your arms pinned helplessly at your sides and your ribcage restricted to short breaths- and those were rare, when you could manage to catch one.
All you could hear was Kai's soft grunts and moans as a background ambiance to the cacophony of your own gagging and the sloppy, overlapping sounds of his drenched cock sliding in and out of your throat. He was rough and fast, mercilessly slamming his hips into your face, never giving you a moment to breathe. Your lungs were beginning to feel the strain.
Stinging filled your entire ribcage. Your oxygen starved lungs were screaming for a breath, darkness was beginning to close in around the edges of your peripheral vision. Your gagging came during longer intervals, and eventually stopped altogether. Then the desperate survival instinct kicked in, alarmed muscles contracting your diaphragm, attempting to force hyperventilation so you wouldn't suffocate.
You heard Kai cursing softly under his breath, half you understood, a few other words in a language you didn't. And then he pulls his cock from your throat, slowly, making you gag and cough as you tried to adjust to the lack of his size, air flooding into your deprived lungs. Drool oozed down your chin as you panted, gaping for air as you never had before. Kai took the edge of your chin in his hand and tilted it up to face him. Your vision began to unblur slightly, and his face came back into focus, though there was still a aura around the glow of his eyes. In his other he held the edge of your jaw, rubbing the sore muscle.
"Sorry," he said, in a tone that was barely apologetic, "I forgot. Mortals have to breathe."
He snorted, squeezing your chin somewhat tighter in a way that made you wince, and then he snorted again, wiping your lip clean of saliva with his thumb.
"Stupid, drooling slut. Choking yourself on my cock. You're lucky I noticed before you passed out."
You would have defended yourself, save you had neither the breath, the energy, nor at the moment the will to tell him that it had been his fault, keeping your arms chained up like that and your mouth too full to speak- but then again, you also knew that this was Kai's way of toying with you. He enjoyed deliberately getting under your skin, making little comments and degrading you until your pride caused you to snap- and of course, that was exactly what he wanted. You played along, of course- but to a degree; couldn't let him get away with everything, or there would be no end to it.
Instead, you kept your jaw deliberately and stubbornly set, even as your chest rose and fell heavily. A smirk pulled at the corner of Kai's lip, the sadistic gleam in his eyes making them glow brighter. You knew the trouble that was coming, and it only made you more aroused. You felt your mouth watering with his hardening cock.
"Oh, but is that what you want, pet?" His voice had lowered into a dangerous rumble, the threat it entailed as sharp and real as if he had pressed one of his blades to your throat, "You want me to fuck that tight throat of yours raw? Until it all goes black?"
He pulled on the chains again, and you gasped, feeling the cold metal links constricting your diaphragm again. The head of his member pressed roughly against your lips, still wet after its first turn in your throat.
"Bite me if you need me to stop. Open up."
And you did, as wide as you were able- even then, Kai's girth made it feel as if your jaw would pop out of place with just a little more width- but it didn't. You gagged horribly, feeling as some of his length hit the back of your throat, but you held it. Another kind of pride, more perverted, filled you, to be able to swallow that much of him. Your air pipe constricted, and you tried to adjust, taking the moment to breathe through your nostrils.
Kai didn't allow it. He grabbed the back of your head again and shoved it forward, pushing his hips in the same rough, quick motion. You almost choked, your throat contracting again. Kai made some soft chuffing noise and picked up his pace.
"Fucking brat," he grunted, "always running your mouth. You were begging for this."
You would have moaned out an agreement, save his member was gagging any attempt. Your breath was too short at the moment to waste any precious oxygen on even trying. Again, the muscles of your diaphragm were beginning to contract. Tears ran down your cheeks, not from any sort of distress besides that on your lungs.
Kai chuckled. "This is a much better use for it, anyway."
Of course you agreed; either it was the lack of oxygen making you woozy, or arousal turning off your brain, but you agreed. You wished he would stop playing with your throat and start fucking you straight out, but you had to "survive" this ordeal first. Your chest was stinging, the build up of trapped breath in your lungs straining against the chains binding you.
Saliva ran down your chin, down your throat. Tears blurred your vision, small rivulets marring your cheeks, mingling with your sweat. Kai used those chains like reins, pulling you in as close and tight as possible, his other hand gripping your hair to hold you still while he worked. Blackness started to creep into the edges of your already tear-soaked vision. That space between your legs was burning along with the space in your ribcage, both contracting in starvation, both yearning for something Kai was denying- and then-
Your vision cut off, but you felt something rushing down your throat, thick, heavy, enough to have choked you if your airway hadn't already been blocked. Again, your diaphragm was making those painful motions, and you heard Kai's voice vaguely, as if it were an echo from far away, his cursing...everything was so, so dark, but peaceful...
And then Kai pulled out, your sore jaw popped painfully back into place, and then you actually began gagging and choking on his cum. It took awhile, Kai patting your back the entire time, but eventually your airway and vision cleared. You were shaking, Kai's cum and saliva running down your chin. The chains had been loosened. Kai snorted.
"I told you to bite me if you wanted me to stop," he said, "next time you might actually choke." He chuckled again. "Not a bad way to go, all things considered."
He wiped your face off with a rag, cleaning it a little as he held your chin. It took a moment, but finally you were able to force words past your raw throat.
"But...I could think of...a better way to go..." Some of this sentence had to be more motion than word, pantomimed by grinding against his knee.
That had been the wrong move. There was a cruel gleam in Kai's eye now as he looked at you, and he held you in place, pressing his knee hard against that spot. "Maybe next time, if you're a good little pet, I'll let you," he said, as he began tying up his belt again with one hand. You frowned.
"Getting...tired...old...old cow? Need to...be...put out to...pasture? Selfish...motherfucker..." You panted. It was almost a whisper.
Kai's ear twitched. Then he grit his teeth. Oooh, you got him now. You braced yourself, panting, trying to hide your grin as he grabbed the back of your head and forced your cheek against the cold ground, his other hand lifting your hips.
"That's it," he snapped, "take a deep breath. You're going to need it."
Then you felt the weight of his hips on yours, and then he thrusted in with one brutally wonderful motion, and you cried out, voice hoarse from lack of air- but you expected to be even more breathless after he was done with you...but of course, you wouldn't be satisfied otherwise.
#One of the most depraved things I have ever written#Lock me up your honor#And throw away the key#Kfp#General kai x reader#Kai the collector#Fanfic#Drabble#Nsft#Kfp villain x reader#Honestly sort of rushed it
12 notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
aktve
Stay Aktve.
harryphobia
And we fuck all night to the best song ever
aktve
Stay Aktve.
yaraplus-blog
Untitled
cooledtured
cooledtured