kind of obsessed with the idea of the rest of the gaang leaving Toph and Zuko to watch over some cooking food and when they come back its burned and Katara starts fuming but Toph and Zuko are like “we’ve never stepped inside a kitchen in our lives and only have one eye between us, if anything it’s your fault”
Warnings: language, alcohol, and slight daddy kink (next part will have: language, alcohol, masturbation, daddy kink)
Summary: Harry doesn’t like when you tease him
A/N: So I was dancing around like the little hoe I am and I thought about Harry’s reaction… And it went like this. @marrymecas
“Holy shit” you yelled over the coming music “this is my song!” You smiled so brightly that Harry couldn’t help but follow you with his eyes as you rushed to the dance floor. It was astonishing that you weren’t even drunk, yet your actions we’re mirroring it so profusely. His smile was spread wide until he saw some men ogling over you. He knew you were extremely attractive and that you were loyal unto him, but something about having men stare at you when you were being happy and free, really got him going.
You looked at your boyfriend as you pushed your ass back, lightly into the air swaying them provocatively along with the music. You saw how riled up he was getting and you absolutely loved it. You and Harry don’t get to go out very much on account of both of your very busy schedules but when date night finally comes around you try to make the most of it. Teasing him being a substantial part of that.
Your tongue slipped from your lips as your mouth fell open and your head fell back. Throwing your hands up into the air and wiggling a bit more than necessary, causing your breasts to move more than need be. In Harry’s eyes, the only time they should be moving this much is either when he’s pounding into your tight hole or you’re riding him. He looked around the floor to see a majority of the other women dancing like this, but that didn’t matter because those women aren’t his.
The song ended and he had decided that you had had your fun. Walking promptly toward you, he grabbed your arm and led you out of the crowded pub. “Harry?” you questioned calmly. “What’cha doin’?” You softened the features of your face and looked into his emerald orbs. “We’re going home” he grumbled, not looking at you and continuing his path to the car. “Why?”
Once again innocently questioning him. “Didn’t like the way those guys were starin’ at you” he paused “not like you helped” he said under his breath. “Wanna say that again, ” you leaned in close to whisper in his ear. “ I said: not like you helped daddy?” His long paces ceased as the nickname left you mouth.
Harry grabbed your forearm harshly and turned around. “Thought I’d been bad?” He didn’t say anything, he just walked faster. Making his way through the sea of drunken people to the disgusting bathrooms, locking the door behind you both. “You have been bad. Teasing me like that in public” he snarled “and doing it on purpose nonetheless. Such a fucking brat” he shook his head in disappointment “making me teach you a lesson instead of going home and relaxing a bit. I was even gonna go easy on yeh, but you just couldn’t keep your mouth closed until we got to the car could you?” A shared silence fell upon the closed space “Answer.Now” he emphasized his words with a sharp tug of your hair. “I’m sorry daddy. I just wanted your cock so bad.” He tsked “you’ll get it” he halted “on my terms” licking your ear, he turned you around and pressed your front against the sink.
Harry ran his hands along your ass in admiration “all mine” he mumbled low. He stopped at the curve after feeling the absence of panties. “Are you serious? You were out there shaking this sweet little arse around without yeh fuckin’ panties on?” You bit your lip and nodded. “Yeah. Didn’t see a point, because I thought you’d just rip ‘em off anyway” you said plainly.
You wanted him to get rough tonight, because he hadn’t gone full dom with you yet so you wanted to see how far you would have to push him to get him to go there. I guess tonight was going to be that night. In a dirty bathroom. With a hundred people just outside. “Aw baby girl, you know me so well.” He kissed down the back of your neck down to your shaky legs.
You squirmed and whined but Harry wasn’t having it. He wanted to take his time with you but with every noise you made, his cock got harder and he knew his patience wouldn’t last very long if you kept it up.
He pulled the skirt from your body, quickly spreading your legs. His tongue going straight to your clit. He sucked it into his mouth and swirled his tongue around the bundle expertly. You tried to push your slick lips into his face, but he delivered a swift smack to your right cheek. “You really gonna try me tonight, huh?” you thought over your words before speaking with a wavering voice. “I thought you were supposed to be taking care of my needy little pussy, not talk through it all.” you attempted to steady yourself as his hands left your legs. “Okay” That’s all he said. Really? That’s all I got from him? you thought as you turned to face him properly. He thrusted two of his thick fingers into your entrance without warning, eliciting a garbled moan to erupt from your throat. He was going at a merciless pace, rubbing your clit with the pad of his thumb as he continued. You tried your best to be quiet as you neared your orgasm, clasping his fingers in a deadly grip. He curled them once, twice, three times, before pulling away from your body entirely. you gasped at the loss of contact as a pout crept onto your face.
Harry moved to wash his hands of your juices and drying them off. He leaned in close to your lips as if he was going to kiss you, but he stopped just an inch away. His hot breath fanning over your lips as he spoke “my princess is independent, she can take care of her own needy pussy” he spat out the last syllables insultingly.
He turned on his heels, standing in the doorframe for a moment more to stare. “I’ll be in the car” and those were his parting words. He really just left you half-naked in a public restroom, horny and confused. You huffed, putting your skirt back on “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”
Seriously makes you marvel at how much Apollo underestimates Persephone that her name means BRINGER OF DEATH and he never seems to ponder that at all. For even half a second. Like, what? Does he think its just an edgy name she gave herself to seem cool? That whatever she did to earn the new name wouldn’t be that freaking bad? That it couldn’t POSSIBLY ever end up biting him in the ass? Sorry- Do most gods you know have silly names or epithets that are NOT well earned in at least some capacity?
His head is so far up his ass he doesn’t take it with the tiniest grain of salt? This pink little flower girl is no threat, hmm? Maybe you should leave her the hell alone like she keeps saying?
I really await the time when either Persephone gains a position of power or she truly has nothing left to lose that she gloriously and intimately shows him exactly how she earned that name and makes him realize that every single moment she was not tearing his shit apart either physically, mentally, or socially was incredible luck and mercy for him that he did not make use of
She will make good on her promise to make him A F R A I D
I’ll never get over the fact that people think that the reason Game of Thrones failed was that the character who’s entire story was about wanting to go to Westeros to start a war, conquer the nation, and sit themselves on a throne ended up going to Westeros, starting a war, and conquering the nation for a couple of hours. Instead of thinking it failed because it needed, like, three more seasons to properly tell that inevitable story.
Does Eugene’s cgi model have a slight shade of stubble or not?
I was gonna make a post saying how much I love his cgi model for that little detail, but at the same time, I have no idea if it’s actually a thing.
in pictures like this:
he looks pretty much clean shaven except for the goatee and sideburns, but here:
you can see a VERY SLIGHT discoloration on his jaw. It’s barely there, but it’s noticeable enough.
Here as well! From his goatee to his sideburns, you can SEE a shade of stumble.
BUT THE PROMOTIONAL IMAGE IS:
Wh- WHERE DID IT GO?? I can SORTA see some hair, but overall, still clean shaven minus the beard.
I guess it’s like Rapunzel’s eyelashes where they change from scene to scene just ‘cause that’s what the technology allowed when making it (behind the scenes detail), so MAYBE it’s like that with Eugene, but idk.
Sometimes I see the mysterious stubble as clear as day, but other times, Eugene’s just got a freakin’ razor on him at all times and does a quick shave.
Still … WHEN it’s there, it’s a detail I really appreciation ‘cause he looks great either way.
I’m surprised people don’t talk more about a Steven Universe atla AU. Like Steven would absolutely be the avatar, and maybe Rose was a previous avatar who vanished right before war broke out, and maybe Steven doesn’t even know he’s the avatar right away because it was kept a secret, there’s just so much potential.
So I read somewhere that our dear Mr. Jade Leech is quite intense (I mean we knew, but we didn’t know the full scope of it) and apparently if someone betrayed him in the same way Jamil betray Kalim he’d throw them in the bottom of the ocean…. YIKES.
Now imagine yandere! Jade seeing his s/o kissing someone… I keep getting these wild ideas ya’ll, I can’t help it.
RIP Jade’s darling, they are gonna suffer.
I smell trouble, and you better make it double -
Would you like me to write this? I have quite a few fics in store I can’t wait! Even a birthday one, you know who you are.
Although I do find Damian’s interactions with Dick and Jonathan endearing the thing that made me not hate but back away from his character was seeing people ignore completely and or absolve him of bad behavior. He’s canonically still pretty young, he could change, there are awful kids who become kind adults. I get his backstory is tragic, but nothing turns me off to a character faster than, ‘they’ve never done anything wrong in their life and how dare you even think of criticizing them!’
this is random but I want to give a big shoutout to my Krav Maga instructor who pulled me aside between classes when my anxiety was super bad and asked what was wrong and then said, “Is it a boyfriend or something? Because we can take care of that, you know.”
Bro I get so upset when Mashima posts an artwork on twitter and a bunch of people in the comments are like “nooo we want ______” “I hate this ship/character draw _____” 😦😦 I know he doesn’t really care but how do people have the audacity to disrespect the author like this lmfaoooo 💀💀💀some people shouldn’t be allowed to be on social media deadass