gentle touches, so soft you barely notice them if you're not paying attention. your f/o traces the shape of your body while you drift off to sleep

saw this earlier and I'm sooooooo... this is so 1ØØpbúr coded fr. ugh you gotta love a man with a god complex. he's just obsessed with having complete control. he wants it, he needs it, he deserves it. he can do whatever he wants; he's a GOD.

Imagine bike riding with Melone.

You both head up to a safe remote location with your lofi playlist and favorite drinks.

The sky is clear enough to stargaze. Lying down on the grass you both talk for hours while enjoying your moment of peace.

Your f/o has been up to no good ever since you bought them that makeup kit. It was a little embarrassing at first, but now you’re proud to wear the lipstick marks on your cheeks every morning.

there's just something about the thought of wílbur on his knees giving head that is so intoxicating. him kneeling between your legs, his own spread and nearly not even on his knees anymore. his flushed face when his mouth is on you, trying to make you feel good. the way his eyes become lidded as he grows increasingly aroused just from having his mouth on you. it's how he tries not to grind against the floor or touch himself, even though he has one of his hands over his dick anyway. its supposed to bring him slight relief but all it does is make him want to rut up into his hand anyway. but if he does that, then he'll get distracted in his own pleasure and that's not what he's trying to do. he's trying to make you feel good. he loves every sound he can get from your mouth, and he does his very best to get as much as he can out of you before cum. it's like a drug for him, and you'd swear he'd been fucked out by the look on his face when he pulls away. he'd be a mess in the best of ways. absolutely irresistible.

Tømmy laying on Wílbvr as his weighted blanket and absentmindedly putting his own fingers in his mouth until Wíl grabs his wrists and holds his hands away, forcing his own fingers into Tømmy’s mouth

BASED ANON. I'm so obsessed w tómmy's oral fixation fr y'all don't even KNOW. this boy is CONSTANTLY sticking things in his mouth... it would only be natural for him to just absent-mindedly start to slip his fingers in his mouth if he has nothing else on him. He's just so cozy and comfy...

Wílbur wouldn't hesitate at all though and the switch between his own fingers being tugged away from him and instead being replaced by Wíl's long fingers pushing into his mouth and pressing against his tongue... It would happen so fast that tómmy wouldn't even have time to react, much less pull away. He tries to at first—mostly out of surprise and awkwardness—but Wíl just wraps his other arm around him and tugs him back down against his chest. Shushes and soothes him until he calms back down again bc don't worry tóms, it's just wíl. you're okay.

(tómmy doesn't really mind in the end. sure, it was kind of unexpected and unprompted but it's kind of nice, actually... he likes the proximity, how close they are together. it's cozy.)

normally I'm a pretty big dom wílbur fan but... There's just something so enticing about puppybur. wílbur sinking into subspace and all he can think about is being a desperate little puppy who wants to please tómmy so badly. he wants to be GOOD but also he needs release soooo bad.

he can't help but be whiny and needy and clutch onto tómmy like the world depends on it because tómmy is his anchor. his owner. he loves him, he'll take care of him and make sure he's ok and it feels NICE being taken care of, even when tómmy teases him and makes him whine.

he just loves being cuddled up to tóms so much and it feels too good rutting against tómmy's leg to even think about stopping unless tómmy reprimands him. (being called bad feels AWFUL.) But even then... It's so hard to hold back. He wants to be good so he is but it's SO HARD.

it's okay though, because he's lucky to have an owner as good to him and kind as tómmy is because he always knows what wílbur needs even when he's a dumb puppy and can't tell him. and when he finally spreads his legs for wílbur to rut into him... wílbur doesn't waste any time at all

I saw this photo and it is such dumbification vibes it's insane. The empty look in his eyes, staring at nothing in particular. The way his face is tilted slightly downwards. The open mouth... He doesn't have a single thought in his head, and that's just perfect :)

think about groupie tóm being adopted by the band and allowed to tour with them as a fan. but all it truly is is wílbur (and maybe even the others too!) grooming him and slowly changing him into the person he/they wants tóm to be

Lud and QT incest coding themselves... They're sooooo real for that.

now i can't stop thinking about older sister qt riding her cute n desperate little brother lud (giggles) he's so whiny and an inexperienced little teenage boy but it's ok bc big sister will help you and take the lead ^^

thinking about some more forced regression x reader fic. phil x reader where he catches you watching porn/touching yourself and doesn't like that at all. it's not immediately clear though how bad it is. he doesn't get angry. he doesn't get physical.

he doesn't do anything drastic. but you know he's weirdly bothered by it, even if at the time you were WAY more preoccupied with the sheer fact you had been caught in such a mortifying position. you were more concerned with scrambling to make yourself decent than the deep frown on his face.

even when he scolded you and said, "you shouldn't be looking at those kinds of things," you didn't think about it. it was weird, but you could brush it off. he was just being a prude. it was because he couldn't come to terms with seeing you as a full adult who has sex. it was the time and place. it was none of his beeswax but you could easily forget it.

except... he kept getting weirder. more clingy. more overbearing. at first it was just small things you could dismiss again. he woke you up in the morning. he made sure you were wearing clothes appropriate for the weather. he asked what you wanted for breakfast. he MADE you breakfast.

then it started to get weirder. he picked out your outfits for you and god upset when you argued about not needing it. he started speaking in that Parental Voice to you. he tried to FEED YOU. he refused to let you go anywhere without holding his hand! he followed you to THE BATHROOM!

That was too much. He was going TOO FAR. But you couldn't even say no anymore. You were in too deep... Phil had gotten way too comfortable pushing himself into your space and you had allowed it for far too long, because now he just shook his head and SIGHED. you just didn't know any better.

it was clear you needed him to help take care of you. you were just being stubborn. all kids go through that phase, and clearly you had spent far too long being enabled... look at you, thinking you can do all these different things and watching dirty adult stuff.

he just needed to do his job and remind you that it wasn't ok—whether you liked it or not—and then it would pass. he didn't like having to use force against you or to threaten you with punishments, but if that was what had to happen for him to get to take care of you, then so be it.

thinking about phíl handing off his daughter's hand in marriage and she's so excited! this is something she has been looking forward to for so long; she's so excited to spend the rest of her life with the love of her life! the idea of spending their first night together married makes her giggly and flustered bc they've never gone all the way before and she expects to have her first time be the soft, sweet, love drunk intimacy of a couple on their wedding night.

except phíl has other plans. he knows she's a virgin and while he was content knowing that before... he can't let her go into marriage not knowing how to please her partner. and as her father, it's his responsibility to prepare her for new experiences in life. so he does. he slips into her room at night and catches her off guard. she's so unsuspecting, she doesn't even realize what's happening at first.

but the riskier phíl gets, the less she can deny what's happening anymore. at first it's just questionable touches as he talks sweetly to her about how she feels about the marriage. he's so soft when he brushes his hands against her skin and let's one settle on her thigh. just firm enough to let her know she can't squirm away but not enough to shake her faith in him to not do anything. the proximity when he pulls her close is weird, but she can laugh it off... up until he starts kissing her neck and start pressing his fingers against where they should never have ever been. she can struggle and resist all she wants now though, because no matter what, she's not getting away. this is happening whether she wants it to or not.

after all, it's because he loves her. he wouldn't be so cloyingly sweet and loving when he eventually fucks his way into her and steals her virginity if it wasn't. he wouldn't praise her for doing so well and make sure she felt good too if it wasn't for her own good. he just wants to make sure she's prepared! he needs to take care of his babygirl because some boy can't ever be trusted to make sure her first time feels as good and sweet as he can :)

I feel like wílbur with a motorcycle would be so hot. just the image of him straddling a motorcycle with a helmet under his arm. maybe some gloves on... hhhhhhhhgh

Prompt req: would you be willing to do anything about CáptainSparklez? Like anything? Preferably ship content but can be solo content as well!

BESTIE. SAY NO MORE. I am no captain spárklez main but fuck if i don't love captain content. he is so fucking good. I am a tómmy main tho so... bear with how captom-centric i am LMFAO u didn't give me a specific format and i don't rly have the energy to write a fully detailed twt thread/scenario, so I'll give u a prompt and maybe I will do a thread sometime in the future :3c

so, for context, Tómmy and Captain are no strangers to weirdly flirty exchanges. That's not me making stuff up for a prompt, it's real. It's more on Tómmy's side bc Captain was always worked up and shut it down since he was a minor... But sometime after Tómmy turned 18 (i think) and Captain was invited to origins, they were going back and forth about how Captain said he was lonely... so clearly Tómmy's solution was to say "we'll hire strippers for you at vídcon" (like a sane, normal person). And Captain didn't even BAT AN EYE before replying with, "oh, is that what we're doing at vídcon?" (or something along those lines). Also, in that same interaction, Tómmy told Captain he wanted his hoodie but only if it was fresh off of him wearing it and smelled like him.

So... thinking about virgin Tómmy finally trying to bite the bullet and do something about his crush. He told Captain he would get him a stripper, but he didn't say WHO the stripper would be... He's so nervous but also determined, and honestly it's kind of cute how he awkwardly shifts around in the lingerie under his clothes as he waits for Captain to open the door. The rest is history. Captain was obviously a bit hesitant at first but... well, Tómmy did turn 18 already and clearly he wants it too. He's so quick to crumble... Tómmy is awkward at best when he tries to climb into Captain's lap to strip for him but it just makes it even more endearing and turns Captain on even more from how hard Tómmy is trying to be sexy. It takes all his restraint not to tighten his hands on Tómmy's hips and pin him down to fuck him senseless while murmuring praise to him of how much of a good boy Tómmy is. (He gets there though, eventually. Tómmy isn't leaving that room for the next 14 hours until he stumbles out the next morning sloppily dressed in Captain's hoodie.)

jaime is dyslexic and hates reading because of what his father did when he was a kid, but he loves stories. he lays in my lap and i read him stories from the history books in the library at Casterly Rock

Melone would definitely suggest La Squadra members Homeopathic medicines.

Slight cough or cold? Hepar Sulphur 30.

Stomach aches? Nux Vomica 200.

Throwing up after last night's party? Ipecacuanha 200.

Anxiety Pesci? Ignitia Amaara 1M.

Having breathing problems Prosciutto? Kalium Bichromium 10M.

He has an entire stock of dark bottles in the basement.