Does Anyone Else Think About What It Would Be Like To Have Sex In A Graveyard? Is It Fun? Is It Sad?

For worlds cutest paws I am taking no arguments at this time thanks 👌❤️☺️

"elphaba please". You moaned feeling her long slender fingers softly thrusting inside of you. You didn't know how a simple greeting turned into elphaba pinning you to the bed whispering sweet nothings in your ear while assaulting your sensitive sweet spot. "You're doing so well for me baby". She said kissing your neck softly. Your body began to tense as you felt her fingers curl hitting just the right spot. Your eyes rolled and you but your lip choking back a moan until it escaped and she pulled it out of you. "Y ..you're wearing too many clothes". You whined feeling the build up more and more tightly closing your eyes. "Look at me baby". Elphie said speeding up just a little more, she softly caressed your cheek praising you for doing such a good job for her. You forced your eyes open a single tear of pleasure slipping down your cheek. She softly kissed it and held eye contact with you. " Elphie I....I'm gonna cum". You whined. "Cum for me my sweet". She said. Softly. Your back arched and your orgasm rippled through your entire body feeling the wave hit you. Your nails dug into her strong bicep holding you in place. "Fuck". You cursed beneath your breath. "That's my good girl". She said smiling kissing you softly.

Mommy has a pretty watchful eye on her little maggots we mustn't disappoint her.

Birthday Part 2

Nsfw 18+

Maestro loved to tease you, the older you got the worse the teasing became. They would always wear fish nets or an entire lingerie set underneath their gowns and wait for you to notice to get a delicious reaction from you. During the party you two snuck off and ended up in your room with maestro on your bed and you on the floor in between their legs. Maestro always instructed you, and you never dared to disobey an order from them. "Be a good girl and take mommy's tights off". They found out a week back that you had a mommy kink. Of course you never told but somehow they find out everything. You squeezed your thighs together while letting a whimper that was literal music to maestros ears slip past your pouty lips. "awww is someone feeling needy, do as I say and you'll get your reward. Disobey me and you get nothing. Mommy will quite honestly leave you to beg while i have a fun time with myself in front of you". They giggled maniacally under their breath. You did as you were told and the last thing you remember was your face in between maestros legs while their nails scraped the back of your head tangling their fingers into your hair while moaning the most delicious tunes your ears could ever hear. You loved hearing them so much it made you wet just hearing them. You could almost cum from the moans alone but you didn't want to upset your mistress. "Mmm, that's a good girl. Right there". Maestro rolled their eyes back softly while letting you explore every last bit of their warm wet cavern. You were so drunk on everything you didn't even realize when they came on your face. "such a pretty little thing. I'm never letting you go". They purred against your lips moaning from the taste of their juices on you. And for that you have to say best fucking birthday gift ever.

My thoughts exactly. Evil wants us to fail because they turn our favorite actors or actresses into psychotic people and expect us to not fall for them

james mcavoy had absolutely no right to be so fucking hot while playing a psychopathic murderer-kidnapper

Thank you @buffyromanoff and everyone who got me to 10 reblogs!

Sleepover at the bixler house be like

Bridget in her room with Y/N: so what do you wanna do tonight?

Y/N: not sure, but hey I saw your mom crawling around in the kitchen earlier is that normal?

Bridget: only on Fridays

Y/N: um tonight is Monday

Bridget:...

Y/N.....

Me: *sends a picture to liv while she's at work*

Her: *opens her phone to take a good look and blushes*

Elliot: you okay Benson?

Her: ye- uh- yeah. *quicky puts the phone away*

The Lake In The Moors

The sunshine was brighter than you've ever seen it before, in the kingdom everything shined brighter, the food tasted better. whatever you desired, the kingdom could provide. the village people always told you to stay away from the forest beyond the kingdom. they told stories of bad things living beyond. yet that never stopped you from exploring and going on adventures. so one night you decided to explore, of course logically it was more than dangerous and you could've gotten yourself killed but something about what lies beyond drew you closer and closer past your curiosity. a little thing about you that everyone in the village enjoyed was that you were a split image of your sister who is now the queen aurora, but by mind body and soul you carried your own personality on your shoulders. aurora mentioned a few times about her fairy godmother living in the moors, yet she never once showed you where she lived or what she looked like. it always made you sad because doesn't that mean she's part of the family? though you were beyond excited knowing that fairytales were your go-too's day to day and couldn't imagine the thought of not seeing a single magical creature before your days end. the moonlight shined in the cracks of the trees, the stars sparkled and shined like diamonds. nothing could ruin the moment, except the snapping of a twig and the caw of a crow.

shivers ran down your spine as you didn't exactly know where to go or even where to hide. of course you were a bit peeved since you only made it a few feet into the moors and were likely to die before you even saw an ounce of magic. "i must hide" you told yourself scrambling to get somewhere, anywhere. "aurora was right, i should've just kept my curiosity at a minimum". moments later you heard a sly chuckle. "that wouldn't have been any fun though would it." the deliciously low voice made its way past your ears through the frontal lobe of your brain. who could that enchanting voice belong too. you thought to yourself. "who's there"? you ask softly. "i'm warning you, you so much as lay a finger on me and the kingdom will come for me". you said trying very hard to sound authoritative but failing horribly. the footsteps began making there way towards you, not with haste, or with predatory means but slowly. almost curious yet confident. "the question should truly be, who are you my dear". the voice asked. "after all you are in my territory". it said once again. "i am princess y/n, sister of princess aurora." you said softly making your way into the moonlight. an opening in the tree line made a spotlight shine through the lake of the moors. "aurora is queen now." the voice said almost spitting back. "yes, yes she is". you said softly now seeing the silhouette of the figure that was standing behind the tree. "who are you might i ask"? you asked curiously. the figure finally stepped out from behind the tree into the light. your breath was almost taken from you but not in a bad way, you were taken back by the beauty of this...creature. " i am maleficent." she said lowly eyes darkening as if singling in on your tiny form. "f...fairy godmother"? you whispered. " what"? she asked. " your my sisters godmother, she talks so much about you, especially mentioning the part where you are very pretty". you said seeing her in the true light of her domain. you didn't know what was happening but your chest was getting warm and your cheeks showed your true expression for this creature. the look she saw from you wasn't fear... but admiration and contentment. yet the look she gave seemed devilishly playful and territorial. "oh i'm gonna have fun with you little bunny." she smiled wickedly. "that nickname nearly had you fainting already, i don't know what plans she had for you. just know that night you didn't get off the hook easily.

Dolls and Dummies (Logan Bennett) 

When I was a kid I always had a fear of dolls and dummies. My friends took me to see a ventriloquist show one night, and that night will always be marked as the worst night of my life. The moon was out , the wind was cold and it was about that time for me and my friends to head to the show. “C'mon guys I  don't wanna go, you know I hate dolls”. I said slightly irritated. Being kidnapped by my friends could have gone in a completely different direction, we could have gone to the bar to get shit faced at least, but instead I was shoved into the back of my friend's car and driven to the show. “Logan it’ll be fun i promise you, maybe you could even meet a girl  after the show”. One of my friends said laughing. “Fuck off”. I said, giving him the finger. The ride to the show was draining, and I felt like throwing up and getting hit by a bus, then seeing a doll or dummy insult a crowd to make you feel even more worse about your insecurities after the show and then laugh about it. Once we got there the crowd was already packed  and full of people stuffing their faces with popcorn, but mainly adults drinking to suppress their stress about their kids not behaving properly  and kids with cotton candy smeared all over their faces and talking about how the show is gonna be a good one. “Hey Logan, front row seats man”. I felt like dying there and then, I wished I could just leave but they were my ride home and the drive took at least an hour. I ended up sitting  next to a lady wearing a black Victorian dress with a black veil covering her entire face. I wondered why the hell she would be at a place like this if she was in mourning. Then again if this show is truly entertaining like the town describes, maybe it’ll be funny enough to make this poor woman laugh. The lights went dark and a low voice crept over the crowd. “Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls welcome to tonight's show, please make yourself known to the exits on your left right and in the back of the auditorium”. I for sure made myself known so I could make a quick escape if I got spooked or even looked like a bitch. Once the lights became brighter, looking to my right the lady was gone. “What the hell”? I looked around but she wasn’t there anymore. “Guys did you see that lady”? I asked, looking slightly insane. “What lady dude”? My friend asked. “I- nevermind”. I sank lower into my chair already feeling uncomfortable, now the only thing to make matters worse was a high pitched squeak that almost sounded like a voice. “Hello”? I looked around but saw nothing. “Dude quiet, we are trying to watch the show”. My adrenaline began to pump and I started to slowly freak out. “Guys i…I don't like this, I wanna go”. The lights became dim once more and this time I was the one on the stage. My body felt weird, it felt as if I was stiff as a board and couldn't bend normally. “What…what the hell is this”? I looked out to the audience and saw my friends staring back at me, but they didn’t notice anything wrong. It was like I was the only one who could comprehend the problem. I felt a sudden lift from under my armpits. I was in the air and sat upon the lap of someone who looked familiar. It was the lady I saw before the show. “W..what's going on”? I asked in a shaky tone. “My little one, you are my puppet, and I am your puppet master”.  I felt so sick and nauseous, the fear that I had came true but was even worse due to the fact that I became my own worst nightmare.

PUSSY DRUNK

Lemme know if y'all want me to make some Cruella fics cause I promise y'all I will. Im trying to switch up my style of writing.

This one could potentially be about cruella somehow stealing you away and becoming your sugar mommy. She likes to doll and dress you up and give you everything you want. You help her grift and become great friends with Horace and Jasper and one particular night she comes home exhausted and just wants her little puppy present for a perfectly particular activity ;)