man brute

He Who Would Be King

(Negan x Reader)

Request:  Can you please make an AU Negan where he is a king and reader has and arranged marriage with him and at first they don’t feel anything towards each other and they just have to consume their marriage (pls some smut) and after some time he grows found of her? Sry it’s so long

Warnings: smut

@nekodemon73 @kumpmk


The throne room suddenly looked more intimidating than it had ever before. You had been here with your father before, travelling to other kingdoms was part of being a princess. This time though, you didn’t come as a guest.
Never had you thought you’d end up like this. Your father had always giving you every freedom possible and you knew if the political situation wouldn’t be so bad, he’d never have arranged for this. Still, you couldn’t help but feel angry and betrayed. From all the people you had to marry him! This whole thing wasn’t fair. The man was a brute, rude and savage and you absolutely disliked him in every way.  
“Your highness.” You bow down as the doors finally open, showing the king, your soon to be husband. Of course he was late.
“Y/N.” He nods, not showing much interest in you at all, “Simon will show you your room. The wedding will take place later this evening.”
One of his man escorts you out of the room, leading you along the cold, dark corridors until he stops in front of a room.
“Were here.” He says, pointing to the door before taking his leave.
You already hated everything about this place and had only been here for half a day.


You hadn’t been looking forward to the wedding but now you wished the celebration never would have ended because you dreaded what came after.
The room was clouded in darkness, apart from the light shinning through the windows. You lay in bed, awaiting your fate that was soon to come.
Your heart jumps when the door opens and you see the outlines of your husband, entering the room.  
The bed shifts when he sits down next to you, his cold hands moving along the side of your body.
“Are you ready?”
“No but it’s not like I have a say in the matter anyway.”
“Glad to see you’re as excited about this as I am.” He says sarcastically with a low chuckle, “I would have avoided this if it was possible…on the other hand I do like to fuck you even if I don’t like you.”
“You’re a disgusting brute!” You hiss, scrunching up your nose in disgust.
“So I’ve been told.” You can hear the smirk in his voice, clearly enjoying himself more than he should.
His hands move under your dress, grabbing your breasts and moving his thumbs over your nipples. You squirm under his touch, starting to get turned on by his touch even though he barely started. One of his hands move further down, pulling your panties down. His fingers move between your wet folds, lightly rubbing your clit for a moment before he pulls his fingers back. You almost let out a sigh at the loss of friction but know better than to make a noise. You didn’t want to let him have the satisfaction he’d get out of it.
“Do try to enjoy yourself darling.” He tells you before thrusting into you with force, drawing out a loud whimpering sound from you.
He moves his hips in a fast rhythm, his cock hitting a spot deep within you, that leaves you a moaning mess in no time. Not the way you had planned things to be but he made you feel too good. So good you didn’t care about anything anymore.
“Negan…” You whimper, warm feelings rushing through you.
“Fuck…” He groans and grabs your legs, moving them up to your shoulders. The new angle lets you feel him even deeper and you start moaning uncontrollably as he keeps pounding into you. He pulls out almost completely only to slam back in moments later, burying his cock balls deep inside you.
You clench around him, your orgasm finally reaching its peak until you can’t hold back anymore. He twitches inside you, spilling his hot cum deep inside you moments later with a groan. 



When you woke up in the morning he was gone, which left you feeling a slight sting but it wasn’t like you had expected him to stay and cuddle with you.
Being alone and bored you took a book from one of the shelves and plopped down on the couch, easily getting lost in the words.
“I didn’t knew you read.” The voice startles you because you hadn’t heard him come in.
“You don’t know anything about me if we’re being honest here.”
“True…” He sits down next to you, papers in hand and starts going through them, “Don’t let me distract you.”
You had gone back to your reading, almost forgetting Negan was even there until you felt his hand in your hair, softly twirling your locks around his finger. Curious, you look over to him but he’s still focused on his paper, probably not realizing what he’s doing.
“Negan?”
“Hmh… not now baby, I’m busy.”  
You blush at the nickname but thankfully he’s not looking up to see your bright red face. Since he is still playing with your hair, you move closer, resting your head on his shoulder. He puts his arm around you, letting you cuddle up to him, nestling into his side.
The warm fuzzy feeling you felt deep in your stomach was hard to ignore. Something had changed. You weren’t madly in love but your initial disdain for the man was gone, replaced by something else. What exactly that was, you weren’t sure yet.

Every man is a safe, a vault of secrets and longings. Now, there are those who take the brute’s way, but I prefer a gentler approach– the right pressure applied at the right moment, in the right place. It’s a delicate thing.
—  Six of Crows, Leigh Bardugo
Fire Emblem Awakening units in a nutshell

Avatar/Robin/MU- WAIT WHAT. WHO AM I? WHAT’S GOING? WHAT AM I?

Chrom- Now I’m angry!

Lissa- I am NOT delicate!

Frederick- Chrom no

Sully- I’m going to wreck you gods damned, pegasus- dung, bastards

Virion- *Intense flirting*

Donnel- YEEEEEEHAAAAAW!

Stahl- I’m just your normal man, but with a great passion for food.

Vaike- Time for ol’ Teach to screw something up.

Miriel- Your stupidity astonishes me

Sumia- *trips* Oops! *crashes* Silly me!

Kellam-…hello?

Lon’qu- Back away woman

Gaius- Sugar…

Cordelia- Chrom…

Ricken- I’m NOT a kid! I…just need to grow a bit.

Maribelle- Ugh, go away brute! 

Panne- Man-spawns

Gregor- Gregor may look old, but Gregor young at heart

Nowi- Let’s play hide-and-seek!

Libra- I’M NOT A WOMAN. 

Tharja- Swiggity swooggity, coming for Robin’s booty

Olivia- *Blushes*

Cherche- I’m going to crush you :). Right Minerva?

Henry- Ooooh blood!

Today on: I hate how people describe D@veed D!ggs

Like, I’ve seen him described as a “brute” and “terrifying” and I don’t think that’s ok just because it’s from the same people who call him “cute”

Like, what about him makes him a brute? Is it his muscles? Is it the way he talks? Is it because he’s from Oakland?

And I know I’m no authority on this, but I’m pretty sure it’s more than a little harmful to describe a black man as a terrifying brute just for… having muscles? I’m honestly not sure why people are doin this.

And then there’s the whole “daddy” thing which is just? Weird? Like, trust me, I get that Daveed is attractive af. But he’s also a human being? He has a girlfriend. Hell, even if he didn’t, that’s not okay! I’m not bout to get into any discourse over the word daddy, but I just don’t think it’s right to call him daddy when you’re just a stranger on the internet.

Team Bite Mark (Part One)

Roberta Warren- The Leader

Skills: Takes no shit, momma bear extraordinaire, inspirational speeches, can machete through any problem, probably gives the best hugs, all around Apocalypse Queen.

Addison Carver- 2nd in Command

Skills: Expert with a Z-whacker, A+ snark and genre savvy, eyebrows so perfect they could kill a man, master of brute force z-carnage, bisexual badass.

Dr. Sun Mei- Virologist

Skills: Actual medical doctor (sorry Doc), possibly the last person on Earth with the capability to synthesize a cure, Blunt and to the Point, multilingual, is adorable when grossed out.

My outfit from day 2 of Border City Comic Con alongside the creator of said outfit, as well as many other epic outfits; badass steampunk guru and all around awesome human Thomas Willeford, otherwise known as Ironman:1889.

Photographer - Nequim Pin-Up & Boudoir
Skirt - official-kato-page
Boots - Fabulously Fetish

gunkanjiima  asked:

today👏is👏the👏ides of march❗️❗️❗️📆😜 Julius Caesar 💬might💬 have gotten💘the knife😩 but I’m ❌NOT❌🙅 going to stab🔪🔪YOU in the back👌🙏 because you’re my 👬HOMIE! send this to 1⃣5⃣ Rulers 👑of Greece that you 🚫won't🚫 stab in the back 🔪🔪 ET TU BRUTE?? 🙊

?????

This man of a familiar face was stabbed earlier… 

This must be his dying words before he bleeds out on the rug.

I liked that rug….

#fuck.

To call woman the weaker sex is a libel; it is man’s injustice to woman. If by strength is meant brute strength, then, indeed, is woman less brute than man. If by strength is meant moral power, then woman is immeasurably man’s superior. Has she not greater intuition, is she not more self-sacrificing, has she not greater powers of endurance, has she not greater courage? Without her, man could not be. If nonviolence is the law of our being, the future is with woman. Who can make a more effective appeal to the heart than woman?
—  Mahatma Ghandi [To the Women of India (Young India, Oct. 4, 1930)]
Meet the team [open]

“Alright newbies, let’s meet the team of soldiers you’re about to be learning under!” The drill sergeant bellowed out, waving his hand towards a group of three. They all certainly looked ready for battle that was for sure.

“This is Noah! He’s our tactical support. In and out. Quick and quiet. Good hacker, better healer when needed. He’ll teach you the finer points of cloaking and espionage.” The man standing before the sergeant’s hand was of a darker complexion and had bright pink reptilian eyes. For a moment he seemed as though you could put a hand right through him. Almost like he was made of mist.

“This is Varric! He’s basically the equivalent of a brute! This man is six foot six and is made of solid muscle. He staff and how he uses said staff can and will break any bone in your body upon impact!” Varric nodded towards the crowd. He was very handsome and caught the eyes of many of the women attending. “I’ll be teaching you the finer points of the battlefield and what tactics work best in certain situations.” He explained, allowing his thick Scottish accent to take over his voice.

“The third and final you will be introduced to y'all after you go through the trials of these two! Fail and may hate you.