Call me crazy but... what would getting married to Abe be like?? I mean, he might not even believe in marriage due to his religious beliefs lol but if he did, it's gotta be weird!

Let’s face it we’ve all thought about it!👀🥰😂

Honestly I don’t think it would be as out of character as you think. In his mind you were already his property, so why not make it “legal”. Or course the wedding itself was just a formality… I think he would enjoy the ceremony more than he lets on.

There’s no doubt he finds you stunning.. but as you walk down the aisle, it hits him like a ton of bricks. You actually wanted to marry him? the universe was crazy sometimes… from captive, “unwilling pet” , to partner and now his wife?! No way couldn’t be him!

He still remembers the early days.. he swore up and down you were gonna be his.. you just didn’t know it yet. “ Yaint goin anywhere princess.. you know you love being here with me”

Luke used to call him delusional and poke fun at him for doing rituals involving you. Jars, candle work, moon phase spells.. Cynthia actually thought it was cute. Back when you were an unwilling guest.. she used to try to subtly warm you up to her brother. “ You know, normally we would have killed you by now” “ It’s almost disgusting how much he likes you”

By the time that the two of you were technically “together” the family had already accepted you. Luke loved to give him hell.. but still knew Abe always managed to get what he wanted. That didn’t stop him from flirting with you in front of Abe in the beginning… that ended with him tending to a black eye.

I don’t think being married to Abe would be any different than actually being in a relationship with him. Lets admit, that in itself would be pretty strange. If anything, subconsciously.. it makes him even more protective over you.

He never dreamed of getting married. He didn’t want to… what on earth made you so special? After a while he stopped questioning it. He knew it was over once he found himself actually caring about your wellbeing.

"he would not fucking say that" but you ever be looking at fanart and suddenly its "he would not fucking have abs"

a concerning amount of witchblr will be like "um actually new years was stolen by europeans from the ancient god scroobus mcdoobus" and then you actually try to research scroobus mcdoobus and it turns out he was invented in the 1940s by a conspiracy theorist who powdered every meal with ketamine and thinks that queer people are reincarnated fish

i don't think gym muscle counts. i think you should put on muscle from ploughing the field. rowing a boat. spending your days at the loom weaving intricate carpets. things of that nature

[ID: A page of a play. It reads as follows, "Theseus: Stop. Give me your hand. I am your friend. / Herakles: I fear to stain your clothes with blood. / Theseus: Stain them, I don't care." End text.]

Herakles - Euripides (Tr. Anne Carson)

Ms. Mia Fey

POOR THINGS (2023) dir. Yorgos Yanthimos

gn reader, tw: body and food talk, ghost isn’t super nice to himself but you’re nice enough for the both of you

“where’s the rest of your food?” you nodded to ghost’s plate, laden with one chicken breast and a couple of vegetables from the mess hall. he stopped short in the hallway, trying to control his blush even though he was wearing his usual balaclava. you looked at him curiously. he got lost in the warmth of your eyes that showed genuine concern about his food, scrutinizing his plate.

“‘m on a cut.” he grumbled, gravelly voice at odds with his thoughts. you looked down and fuck, he had gotten it all wrong. he had been too gruff, like a fumbling kid talking to his crush on the playground. you tilted your head back quickly, now armed with a cheeky grin, and he almost let out a breath of relief at the sight. stupid simon, he’d almost messed it up, but you always gave him unending grace. “why? i like you big.” you started walking, nudging his shoulder in a silent goodbye. he was rooted in place, his legs like concrete as he replayed your words. you liked him big.

“thought you were on a cut, l.t.?” soap asked the next day, in line with ghost who was currently loading up on carbs and protein. “little birdie told me they liked me big.” he meant to say it in a whisper, but somehow you heard. at the front of the line, you whipped your head around fast, sending a secret smile just for him. fuck it was worth it, even if he felt too large for the room sometimes. simon would never cut again if he could see that smile. you ducked your head, suddenly shy. you couldn’t believe your l.t. took your words to heart that much. maybe there was something more in all those glances he gave you when he thought you weren’t looking.

some quick sketches :-]

Happy spring to those of you who celebrate

you can literally just be aromantic. it’s free and nobody’s stopping you :)

Okay but that Abe and Martin thing got me thinking. Abe calling you and Martin his pookies and getting you both in sub space.😳😳😳

Oh my gosh I👏love👏this👏

This was honestly what I was thinking in terms of this dynamic. Abe can definitely bring out the sub in anyone lmao

I figure he’s prolly a bit of a narcissist as well so obviously, he would find Martin “pretty” Hot take down below..👀

Martin’s main role would be prep and aftercare… warming you up so that ur ready for Abe. The man can’t be bothered with all the “touchy” stuff, that’s where Martin’s gentle nature comes in.

Best believe that after a while Abe allows Martin to please him as well. The boy had no idea what came over him in those moments. It was if he was compelled to bend to his will. He’d call him “ good boy” and it made him feel a bit funny.

Martin never dreamed he’d find himself in a situation like this… got the longest time he thought he knew what he liked. You checked all of his boxes.. he could be himself around you. He was free to be equally as dominant as submissive. There was something about Abe that weakened all of his reservations… he wanted to gain his approval.

He could still remember the first time Abe referred to him with the nickname formerly reserved just for you. Perched quietly at the foot of the bed painfully turned on— he watches Abe recklessly pound you into the mattress . The sound of your moans and cries causes his stomach to contract… did he ever make you feel that way?

Doubts begin to cloud his mind, he starts to regret the whole arrangement. Abe rolls over to his side of the bed with a satisfied groan before fixing Martin with a curious gaze. It was if he could sense the young man’s distress. He speaks up..

“ C’mere Pookie… go ahead and clean this up”

Anyone else excited for botw2 and Ganondorf??

Sukuna is old. He is also weirdly cultured for the monster that he is. With so much time on his hands, he loves indulging in arts and literature, and as with everything else he tries, he's good at it. You wouldn't know this, of course, you are only his pet. The time you spend with him is limited and hardly consists of intellectual conversation. You are there to serve one purpose and you know that quite well. So when you wake up in his bed one morning, two things come as a surprise. First that you're even here. It's one of those rare occasions when Sukuna couldn't be bothered kicking or carrying you out of his chambers once your time together was up. Second, he's awake, bent over his desk and so concentrated on a little figurine in his hand that he doesn't immediately notice you've shuffled awake. Once your eyes focus, you see that he's holding a tool in his other hand. He's carving wood. You're almost hypnotized by the scene. The scene feels so private that even for a pet like you, who knows Sukuna in the most intimate way, it feels like you shouldn't be watching. But you can't look away.

"Awake?", he asks, without sparing a glance at you. You apologize for staring, and look for your clothes around the bed. You throw them on just precisely enough to cover up until you reach your chambers, just wanting to be as quick and innocuous as possible. You wait for Sukuna's approval to leave. He gives you a simple nod, once more avoiding to look at you. You leave feeling conflicted. Special, because he allowed you to stay and watch (even as little as you did), but saddened because he barely looked at you, once more solidifying in your mind that you're only interesting to him when you're naked and bent over. As long as you've been here, you could never stop wishing for his validation.

Sukuna knows when you get insecure too. He notices the way your eyes droop, the way you close in on yourself and seem absent in his presence. He justifies this excessive worry about you by telling himself he likes to be the only thing that bothers his pets. All the way until he realized he already is the only thing that can make you sad. This realization falls upon him one time he lashes out on you and sees the immediate change of heart on your face. Now, he isn't one to apologize, especially not to someone who is as low under him as his pet. But why does he feel guilty when he sees this one act of his ruin your day? When he catches a glimpse of you sitting in the garden with your head hung low, or leaving more food on your plate than you usually do. If only you knew the way you really made him feel.

He beckons you to his chambers, and you follow three steps behind him like a good pet does. You didn't expect this time to be any different than others. You've become used to serving Sukuna on days you loved him and on days you hated him. But when he tells you to close your eyes, you know something is different. You obey, of course, and listen to his footsteps as he fetches something from the room. His hand takes yours and opens it, placing a piece of wood onto your palm. You already know, but you wait for him to allow you to open your eyes. He lightly presses his thumb on your cheek under your eye, and when you look, you find a small wooden fawn, curled up and asleep in your hands.

"Master!!..", you start, but nothing else can leave your mouth. You turn the figure around in your hand, inspecting and admiring the details. He's given you gifts before, but not ones carved by his own hand. Not ones made with love.

"You don't have to squint anymore.", Sukuna says, almost jokingly. But his face is as serious as ever as he looks at you, his muse. He thinks of the first time he's exhausted you to the point of passing out right after your nightly meetings. You were relatively new and very unsure of your safety. He thinks of your small body curled up in sleep on the edge of his bed, knees pressed to your chest in a primal, subconscious attempt to protect yourself. His little pet, his fawn.

You slur on and on about how beautiful it is, how you don't know how to thank him, the usual when you receive a gift. And as usual, Sukuna shuts you up with a kiss. You welcome it and wrap your arms around his neck, giving yourself in to him and letting him take you to the bed.

And he takes things slow tonight. He's gentle and so, so giving. Every sensation is delicate, prolonged and heightened to exhaustion. You cling to him, pull him impossibly close, and come apart under the comforting weight of him. Afterwards, you hold his hand to your face and kiss it softly. His hands, so large and strong, capable of such violence, yet for you they craft gifts, cradle, caress, love... in a very subtle and distant way, of course. With these thoughts your hands slip away from his, you turn around and quickly drift off.

He looks at you now, sleeping so close to him. Trusting him with your back, and turning your curled up form to the outside world. As if he is no longer a perceived danger. He smiles to himself in victory, and plants a chaste kiss to your shoulder to wish you one final goodnight.

könig x reader nsfw

tit fucking, basically obsessed with your boobs, he's a huge pervert, mention of breast feeding kink

update: lactaction kink continued

inspired by this reddit thread i went through earlier.. also im a b cup so cant relate but still hot - sun

nsfw under the cut! mdni

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☼ god he’s such a fucking perv. he’s always looking at your chest, constantly breaking eye contact with you because he just can’t help himself. he loves low cuts and v-necks, but his favorite is when you wear baby tees. the way the fabric stretches over your cleavage, the cropped length exposing some of your tummy, he goes insane every time.

☼ sometimes he'll make you bend over to grab something just to look down your shirt. not having a bra on, he gets a glance of your nipples and he gets the quickest hard on. he imagines himself laying you on the table, fucking into you fast and hard while your boobs bounce in his face. hot tears of pleasure sliding down your face as you cum around him, babbling his name over and over. he'd pull out and pump himself a few times, shooting his load all over your chest, painting the prettiest fucking picture and he'd make sure to take a photo to use for later.

☼ he loves when you suck him off, soaking his entire cock in your spit before letting him tit fuck you. "god, wanna fuck these pretty tits, schatz," he practically growls, thrusting his hips while you hold them together, sticking out your tongue to lick his tip each time.

☼ even if you have a smaller chest, he's not doing anything before teasing you first. könig would kiss along your neck, dragging his lips down to your soft breasts, kissing your nipples before abruptly sucking on them. you gasp, back arching and pushing them further into his mouth. he massages the opposite with his hand, pinching your nipple with his pointer and thumb, loving the way you grind against him. the foreplay sends shocks straight to your pussy, making you soak your panties before he even touches you.

☼ oh fuck and if you get pregnant.. he develops a breast feeding/lactation kink. he's so ashamed of it at first, who is he to steal from your supply? but he can't stop thinking about it every time he sees you pumping, imagining you leaking as he pleasures you.

aaa games: we have some of the most CUTTING EDGE character customization options for you!! you can't make them fat tho, only cause we'd have to design more clothing models and adjust the animation for them and we just don't have the resources for that haha you understand right. that's totally the only reason we don't let you do that. anyways which of these 6 cocks would you like your character to have