& your belly

He’s figured out that while jerking his paw away won’t stop me from doing his nails, slowly rolling onto his back and gently pulling his whole leg away will stop me immediately because I cannot handle the cute.

*it looks like he’s baring his teeth but he’s not. His top lip got stuck on his gums.

Fake Chats #156
  • Seokjin: and I just want to say how incredibly proud I am of all of you and you've made my life the best it could me.
  • Jungkook: hyung, the chicken isn't an award. It's food.
  • Yoongi: you know, fills up your belly and you make those noises when you like something?
  • Namjoon: look, Taehyung's already fallen asleep. How long was that, anyway?
  • Jimin: 3 and 1/2 minutes, not counting all the times he paused to wipe fake tears.
  • Hoseok: what did we do to deserve this?
  • Seokjin: did you not hear all those wonderful things I just said about you?
  • Yoongi: nope. My stomach was growling too loudly.
  • Seokjin: ungrateful brats.
  • Jimin: Tae, wake up, Jin-hyung finished his speech?
  • Taehyung: it's time for bed?
  • Hoseok: chicken, here, eat.
  • Taehyung: oh, hyung, I'm glad you like my smile.
  • Jungkook: he heard that?
  • Jimin: Taejin strikes again.
  • Yoongi: oh no, don't start.

anonymous asked:

Write a Eggman X Mephiles fanfic

“Oh Eggy-san…”

“Don’t ever call me that again.”

“You’re so smart…”


“You’re so brilliant…”


“You’re so handsome.”


“I love the way your whiskers ruffle in the wind…”

“But we’re indoors.”

“I want to rub your belly…”

“But I’m not into mpreg.”

“Oh, just shut up and kiss me you fool!”

“But you don’t have a mouth. And I wouldn’t kiss you even if you did have a mouth, because the only thing you’ll be kissing is the door marking the exit. Now go away, I’m very busy with literally taking over the world.”


The Baudelaire’s refusal to be grateful for their unfortunate events seemed like such a good message for kids - so I made a thing.

Daddy wants to play

Daddy: “Hold still babygirl, Daddy wants to play with you is that ok?”

Baby: *smiles* Yes Daddy!

Daddy: “Good girl. Now Daddy is gonna tie you up ok sweetie? Baby can’t move today.”

Baby: *bigeeyes* ok Daddy.

Daddy: “Now open your mouth little girl, bite the ball, Daddy wants you to be nice and quiet, you understand baby?”

Baby: *opens mouth & nodds*

Daddy: “That’s a very good girl.” *smiles*
Now lie on your belly baby. Show Daddy his pretty ass.“

Baby: *turns around*

Daddy: “Such a good little girl. Hands above your head. You’ll do anything to make Daddy happy won’t you darling?”

Baby: *squirms* yes Daddy. Anything daddy .

Daddy: *gets on top of baby en pushes his big hard cock up baby’s tight little ass* “That’s my good little whore. Daddy loves his little slut so much!”

*evil grin*

“Now, what do we say little girl? Come on, talk to Daddy …”

Baby: *stutters* Ttt … thank You Daddy … thank You Daddy, p … please fuck my ass …

Daddy: “Good girl, Daddy loves you baby.”


Dear ‘Raffe (Short for giraffe),

It’s weird. Our relationship still excites me like brand new shoes although we’ve walked so far together already. I decided yesterday, amidst leaving subtle kisses along your neck and jaw as you snored your life away, that I’m going to give you all of me.

At this point, you may be wondering what I’ve been giving you all of this time if it isn’t all of me… and I can tell you… I’ve been giving all of what I thought I could. Something about last night, in the moments that I could feel your belly rise up and down, grazing my own ribs in rhythm, that I realized, with you, I’m not scared to be more, to be anything and everything. You revive, ignite, and create parts of me I killed, put to sleep or wasn’t aware of at all.

You make me proud to carry all of my identities. I feel pretty and handsome. I feel strong lifting you in the air or being bent over by you. You speak to every part of me.

You’ll stumble on this post  in a few minutes or weeks, depending on when you feel like perusing my Tumblr. I hope you understand how you make me feel in this moment.


~ Love


Thank you to anyone who has supported our journey and our

Youtube Channel (Tae and Lou). The support has been so appreciated.


imagine morning with jimin

his small fingers into your hair. he admires your face. his hand comes into contact with your belly under your sweater. a ray of sunshine strikes your eyes. when he notices that you have opened an eye, a little smile appears on his lips. ‘good morning princess, come play with me’

Sweet Girl

Shoutout to @permanentcross and @stylesunchained for all the help and listening to me whine.
This is my first piece of writing, so please be nice!


You knew this was a bad idea. Going to Harry’s house this evening, when you know full well you’ve been slowly growing feelings for him. Feelings for your friend, one of your best friends, feelings that shouldn’t be there.

You’ve been friends for years, but now he’s around more and you’ve spent more time together, you’ve began to feel that warm tingle inside your belly whenever you see him. You have to suppress a smile whenever anyone mentions his name to you. When you see a text from him you all but scramble to pick your phone up and reply immediately. You’ve fallen for him. And that is why going back to his house, just the two of you, is a bad idea.

You’d been out that evening with a small group of friends for dinner and drinks. Catching up, laughing and sharing bottles of champagne. Time had flown by and you’d all been saying your goodbyes before you went to call a taxi.

“You can’t get a cab all the way back to yours at this time, love. It’s bloody miles away.” Harry mutters, leaning over your shoulder to see the taxi company’s number on your phone.

“Don’t have a lot of choice, do I?” You say, turning round to face him.

“Come back to mine, I’ll drive you home in the morning.” He says so casually, not knowing the feelings you’ve got festering deep inside. You feel your stomach twist into a tight knot that feels as if it could never be undone, no matter how hard you try. You want to say no, because you know spending time together alone in such close proximity would just make matters worse for you, make your feelings grow more, even though right now you don’t think that it’s possible. But you know if you say no that he’d fight it, and right now you’re too tired to fight anything alongside the internal battle you’re fighting with yourself.

“Alright then, cheers.” You politely smile, despite your hesitations, before saying your final goodbyes to your friends and go with Harry to where his driver is parked.

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