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Tony and Peter are watching a video of them having sex that FRIDAY took
It’s the first time they’re watching any video of them and while they both think it’s really hot, they do so in different ways
Tony looks at the spit and tear dripping down Peter’s face, at the way he’s balls deep down Peter’s throat and Peter still tries to get more, at the way Peter begs for more when Tony has been pounding him raw already
Peter also sees all of that but what he’s actually most focused on is the way Tony’s hand is placed at the back of Peter’s head, not only to encourage him to go deeper but also to shield his head from smashing into the night stand behind him, the way Tony’s eyes keep flickering to Peter, clearly checking up on him while never stopping in pushing his dick deep down peters throat, the way Tony does minuscule pauses while pounding him to check up on his hole to make sure he’s not actually hurting him
It’s hot in a completely different way and also something Peter never noticed while he was caught up in the height of his ecstasy
Tony turns towards Peter to share the hotness of the video and is completely caught of guard when Peter stares at him with love written on his face and tears pooling in his eyes
Peter approaching someone for help in a club when he’s being followed by his violent ex
He chooses a man who sits alone and asks him to play along in being his boyfriend
He has no idea that the reason the man sat alone was because he’s not only the club owner but also notorious mafia boss Tony Stark and that he is in no way actually alone but rather surrounded by a whole lot of armed men
At first Tony thinks this is a ploy to get close to him. But he feels the shaking in Peter’s body and he sees the look the guy following him wears (at least until he finally notices the weapons hiding opposite of him)
Tony might be a mafia boss but he can just do something nice once right?
Tony lulled Peter with a deep whisper to calm him down. Pulling him tighter into his chest as he gave a nod to his men to apprehend the man. "He's gone, sweetheart." He says as the other is escorted out. He feels Peter sag in his arms from the relief. A small "thank you, sir." From the boy's lips. Tony orders him a drink to help the kid relax. They exchange names over a second drink. Once Tony saw him smile, he offered: "You're welcomed to stay on my arm as long as you want, sweetheart. I'll keep you safe." And Peter blushed and accepted because that's all he really wanted. To finally feel safe. To have stability in a relationship. This man looked experienced. Looked honest. Looked like someone he could fall in love with over a third drink.
did I ever tell yall I used to think charlie chaplin was a drag king. for like three years straight
we watched modern times in seventh grade n I saw this shot n just took it face value that he was a twinky butch. for three years
I only found out he wasn’t because in tenth grade the topic of old hollywood leading ladies came up w my friends n I went “I think it’s so cool how charlie chaplin did all those drag roles. she was cute too haha” n they all looked at me like I’d said something just truly fucking insane. which for the record I had
testosterone is a beautiful drug that is turning your daughters into puppy fags
Lock up your daughters
Lock up your sons
Lock up your puppy faggots
Girls lock up your guns
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Bro, we are cooked. The knight that dogs the prince's shadow like a dark and silent wraith just knelt to press his forehead to the prince's hand. Yeah, now he's uttering a prayer whose recipient is ostensibly God but in reality is the deified version of the prince that exists only in his mind. Aaand the prince just caressed his cheek to preemptively grant him absolution. I gotta... I gotta get out of here.
Little omega prince taking his knights knot even though he knows he’s not supposed to. Being locked together for hours on end and when it finally deflates demanding he be knotted again.
“My prince…take a break please. I don’t want to hurt you. My knot is yours and yours alone I swear it.”
“Yes, it’s mine. Which means I’ll use it whenever I want. Now. Again.”
Because what’s a bigger fuck you to his dad than making sure it takes, making sure the first royal pup born into the new generation is born of his knight and not one of the royals that were lined up and handpicked for him.
i miss you 3000
patrick saying his we made it moment is seeing people stay for saturday is making me feel sooo insanely emotional because it’s like. such a personal metric of success?? like. saturday was never a big hit, but they chose to end every show with it years ago anyways. even when they could see people leaving during it, they chose to keep playing it. because it meant something to Him and to Them, and to the diehard fans too. and just imagining, as time goes on, seeing people choosing to stay. actively seeing peoples opinions and hearts change over time and decide that its worth it to stay, to feel the love and importance that song holds for the band. it’s beyond just a symbolic show that your music is resonating with people and making it into their hearts- people staying Literally shows that. all us believers still believe everytime we sing two more weeks, y’know? and with every show, maybe they’re picking up more believers. and That is how patrick measures his success— in how many people are choosing to believe and to stay.
Prince who wears his knights armor and is cracking jokes and Knight who thinks his pretty boy needs to see exactly what being a knight is. Tells him to come visit down at the barracks and he’ll show him what being a knight really is.
Ofcourse he stupidly agrees. Thinks they’ll all rough house a bit, but it’s so much more than that. He’s thrown in a circle and his knight, his protector, is leading it all.
“See down here? We don’t have a lot of time for relationships and boys get pent up really easy. Don’t we boys? So we have a bit of a system. We wrestle, and loser is pussy for the night, and we’re not assholes so don’t worry. If wouldn’t fair if it was the same person every night, we rotate fighters.”
The prince is listening, nodding his head and something about this just seems so barbaric. A lot of them are bigger than he is, taller and more muscle. Towering over some of their own.
“Still think you wanna be one of us, pretty boy? You can backdown, go back to your room and pretend this didn’t happen.” There’s a few grumbles from the men, obviously not wanting him to leave.
And what kind of prince would he be if he backed down? No, a prince stands his ground and fights. Although, it’s barely a fight. He’s matched against 5 others, while the rest of the guard cheer. He watches as a big man pins two easily, tries to evade his own knight grabbing at him and shoving him to the floor.
“Your loss, your majesty. Are you going to make good on that deal?” He reads above him, cheeky smile on his face but ready to snap at the other men and tell them to leave if he changes his mind.
“I’m…a man of my word. I lost, let’s just get this over with.”
It feels like hours of hands gropping him, spreading him open. He feels a tongue on his cunt, lapping and sucking at him in a way he hasn’t felt before. His body is covered in a sheen sheet of sweat, he doesn’t even have control of his own hands. They’re grabbing his wrists and moving his tired arms to jerk themselves off. Two knights are taking turns fucking his mouth, all he can taste is the salt from their skin as his nose is buried in the musk of their pubes. It muffles his whines when somebody decides to shove their fingers in his ass, prepping him to take even more cock than he already is.
He’s surrounded by a frenzy of sensations. One knight might give him gentle kisses on his thighs while another bites down as if he means to take a chunk, one plays his nipple soft and gentle while the other is being pulled and twisted. He can barely think when his mouth is flooded with cum, when it splatters against his stomach and chest and leaks of his holes.
He’s panting, and tired and then his knight is ontop of him and he wants to tell him he can’t go anymore but he’s shushing him.
“You did so good for us, our perfect boy. Here’s your reward.”
And his knight works him through an orgasm that has his back arching and mouth falling open in a silent cry, the only thing he’s able to get out are the tears that are flooding his cheeks. He thinks he’ll never come back, never play knight again, but now the men are cleaning him up, petting his hair and lifting a water bottle to his lips, singing bis praise and placing gentle kisses all over his body. Swearing to always protect him with their life, and as his knight carries his broken but spoiled body back to his room, he thinks he might visit again real soon to play again.
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A Little Privacy For @starkerfestivals Mer-May : card below the cut
"Tony!" Peter whines, struggling to keep up with his boyfriend and his bigger tail. "Are we almost there?"
"Yeah, starfish, we are," Tony chuckles, slowing down to take Peter's hand.
"Where are we goin' anyway?" Peter pouts. "If your dad catches you out with me again-"
"Don't worry about it. Here, see for yourself," Tony grins, dragging him up towards the surface.
Peter gasps as they surface in a tiny cove. It's beautiful and secluded, and the sunlight hits the droplets on Tony's skin, making them look like gems. No one would find them here for ages. "Oh, Tones, it's beautiful!"
"Yeah, you like it?" he grins, wrapping his arms around Peter from behind and flicking his tail to keep them both afloat. He nips at Peter's neck, making him shiver. "Thought we could use a little privacy."
"Oh," he moans softly, tail swishing wildly with excitement. "Really? Are we finally gonna-"
"Yeah, starfish," Tony chuckles, twirling him around for a passionate kiss. "You're gonna be stuck with me forever now."
who am I kidding . its like exclusively dad lover in here. Dont expect anything else
projecting so hard here but kid who just learned about classical conditioning in ap psych using his new knowledge on his dad . . .
he's started giving his dad a kiss every night before bed !!! new and unusual behavior. dad is confused but fully welcomes it! at the same time, the boy's set an alarm that goes off before he starts getting ready for bed. now whenever his dad hears this alarm, he waits around stupidly expecting a kiss u_u
except ,, kids decided to be tricky one time and walks right by with nothing more than a soft "good night." dads FREAKING OUT . he stutters after his son, "hey, did i do something?"
"no?"
"...okay. goodnight."
effectively scrambling the poor mans brain. now he's frustratedly stroking himself to the thought of his son's soft mouth against his stubble. all alone . so sad.
thinking about riding a dilf in a big comfy bed with soft lighting while he calls me his good boy and buries his face in my neck
like i’m standing at the end of the bed looking pissed and he sets his book and glasses aside, smirks, and says “come here pretty boy” and i just whine and climb over to him
Secretary Peter had found himself starting to feel something for his boss's pet mer. The smiles he gives Peter every time he enters Stane's private office start to make him really think about what it means to have a pet mer as more than just a rich person thing. He knows he's most likely the only person to give him any sort of positive interaction with how he sees his boss antagonise the poor creature. It become so simple to just start planning to rescue him. It wouldn't be too hard with him having access to the boss's office for his job and the aquarium being held within it. The most difficult thing to do would be finding someplace for the mer to go afterwards but it would be worth it to finally see genuine joy light up the other's eyes
@starkerfestivals Mer-May mini bingo: Pet Mer
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Mer Peter finding the best pearls to give to fisherman Tony, his human crush, as a courting gift.
@starkerfestivals Mer-May mini bingo: Pearls
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Mermen husbands Tony and Peter searching out seashells together
@starkerfestivals Mer-May mini bingo: Sea Shells
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