No Bc I Can Fix Him

reading a well written fanfic but the characterisation doesn’t align with mine is always a tragedy

Ink demon magma sketch heh 👅

I THINK I’LL MAKE A SPECIFIC COMIC ABOUT HAMILTON BEING A DAD CALLED ‘ALEXANDAD HAMILTON’. BECAUSE I HAVE TOO MANY IDEAS

I was listening to Dear Theosodia and when I got to the part where Hamilton was saying “look at my son” I just imagined him running around with baby Phillip making everyone he met look at his child.

@sarah1281

BONUS:

fanfiction truly being the savior for everyones sanity

I love how good the ithaca saga characterizes Penelope. And I'm not talking about her being super smart and disgusting loyal, I'm talking about her being so clearly SPARTAN.

Like this saga was so wild and Penelope the whole time was just like, "Oh.. anyways-". I genuinely never seen a character so unbothered by pure insanity in every song they are in (which was only two😭)

Penelope in the challenge: "A supernatural storm just appeared dangerously close to our kingdom in an instant and left just as fast.... My husband must be here!"

Odysseus in the final song: "I treated people as subhuman and murdered hundreds."

Penelope: "Can you pick up our wedding bed?"

Odysseus: "... did you not hea-"

Penelope: "No, I heard. Now pick up the bed."

Odysseus: "No! I worked so hard on that bed!"

Penelope: "Perfect! I still love you."

Odysseus: "I'm a mass murdere-"

Penelope: "And I breathe air. Who cares?"

(Bonus: Penelope was in her room listening to the dying screams of the suitors and was probably like, "Sounds like the boys are having fun😊.")

Learn To Beg

An Adam x Reader fic

Omegaverse AU

Cw - Omegaverse and just whiny Adam / Dry humping / Adam being a perv / Small blood mention / Pregnancy mention

Adam can really beg if he wants something enough

It would have been funny if not so arousing, seeing Adam on his knees. Having such a large, intimidating person, who could easily throw you around like a ragdoll, kissing your calf while begging for something, anything.

“Please, sugartits,” he whined, nuzzling into your leg, “I know you said not to, but you just smell so good.”

You told him that you would be back. It wasn’t even twenty minutes. After all the times he fucked with you, you figured it would only be fair to return the favor.

Besides, he’s the softest a few days before his rut really hits.

“Just a taste,” he tried to nudge your legs open, “please? Can’t I let you feel good?” He whined again as you pushed his head back with a laugh. He gripped your legs, almost like they were the only thing keeping him grounded, as he tried to shove his nose into your cunt.

“Adam,” he huffed, “I don’t ask much of you,” you grabbed his chin, making him look up at you. Although, the sight made you pause.

He was flushed up to his ears, the biggest pout on his face, as he basically begged you with his eyes.

“I told you to wait and what did you do?”

He groaned, hiding his face back in your lap as he took a deep inhale, “I said I was sorry.”

You narrowed your eyes as you tugged his hair up to make him look at you. You swore that you felt his hips jerk at that, kinky bastard. “What did you do?”

He grumbled, avoiding your eyes. “Either you answer me or you can go through your rut alone.”

You both knew you wouldn’t do that. Not when you already felt light headed with how good he smelled.

He kissed his teeth, “Fucking- I stole your panties again, but-”

You gave him a look.

“But you just smell so good,” he pawed at your hips, thumb rubbing circles as another squeezed under your thigh, “You know I can’t help myself. Not when you smell so fucking delicious.”

You pushed him back with your hand, applauding yourself for managing not to fold like a house of cards, “You still didn’t listen. Why should I let you do anything if you don’t listen?”

He winced at the thought, “Fuck, baby, please,” he sat back on his knees, hands massaging your lower calves, “let me make it up to you, yeah? Do whatever you want. Make you see stars.”

How the Hell did Lilith and Eve leave him?

“Just let me put my knot in ya,” he licked his teeth as he looked up at you, “just once. Just need to feel you,” he kissed along your leg, up to your thigh, “Love how well you suck me in. How you scream my-”

He paused when you pushed him down again, “Try again.”

“What?” He looked a bit dazed at the sudden change. You were horny, he was horny, it was clear. He could smell it. “Baby, what are-”

“You want it? Beg,” you tried to discreetly rub your thighs together. He noticed, but couldn’t comment on it when you told him to beg? He’s Adam. He doesn’t beg.

“C’mon, sweetness, you know you want me. Why fight it?” He tried again, smiling sweetly as he inched closer. Only to be, of course, pushed down.

Again.

God, he was going crazy. He was drowning in your scent and he knew you needed him just as bad so why won’t you just let him fuck you? He whined, “Baby, what do you want?”

You cupped his cheek, leaning over to get close, “I want you to beg. Or you can jerk off in the shower,” you shrugged as you leaned back, Adam following you like a puppy.

He froze at the thought, his scent souring, “Okay, okay,” he bent over more, his head on your knees, “please. I just- Fuck, babe, I need you. Need to smell you. Smell how good you taste. How tight you are. Need to feel you,” he babbled as his nose followed the scent to your leggings, something he wished were gone so he could smell you from the source.

“I can’t think of anything right now, shit. Smell too good. You getting close to your heat, yeah? I could help. Wanna help,” he kissed along your thighs, leading to your crotch, “Could make you see Heaven, baby. I’d make you feel so good. You’d look so pretty, so perfect,” he whined as you shifted, your knee pressing into his groin.

He didn’t even notice that you were a flustered mess. Having him basically dig at your leggings while mumbling about how bad he needed you as he absently ground on your leg. Your scent making his mind muddled.

“Wanna make you feel good,” he whined, “Let me make you feel good,” he licked up where your cunt would have been, nipping at the cloth in frustration. His scent softened as he tried to convince you.

Your head fell back as you sighed, “Go ahead,” you patted his head before letting out an undignified squeak as he pulled you to him by your thighs.

“Thank fuck,” he pulled you in for a harsh kiss before kissing down on your neck, only barely missing your scent gland, biting at your pulse. “ ‘m not made for that begging shit. Made to make you feel good.” He mumbled on as he kissed and nipped at you. His hands tugged at your leggings as he pulled them off, pausing only for a second to glare at them as if they personally attacked him. “Just gotta get you out of this,” he peppered you in kisses.

Moving from your neck, to your breasts, then to your hips, he left a trail of marks. “You’re so cruel to me, you know?” He kissed your core before pausing to take a deep breath, “So fucking cruel.”

You held his hair, trying to keep your composure, and, of course, failing. “You- Fuck, you didn’t listen. Only get to if you’re good.”

He scoffed, “You’re mine. I should get to whenever I want,” he licked up, shuddering at the taste. “But you’re so fucking hot when you’re bossy and mad,” he mumbled something else as he started to eat at you, pressing open mouthed kisses as he savored just how delicious you tasted.

The room was heavy with both of your scents, the sound of him messily making out with your lower half filled the room, followed by your soft moans as you bit your finger. One hand grabbed your butt, keeping you in place while the other raked down your thighs to keep you from crushing his head. Not that he would mind, but he needed to breathe if he was going to fuck to later.

“Right there, please,” you whined, tugging at his hair. A low growl filled the room as he went back to eating you out, not wanting to be distracted. The vibrations sent a shiver down your spine, “So- So good for me. Feels so good. ‘m close. There- Fuck, right there.”

“Yeah? Gonna drown me in your scent? God, I hope you fucking do. Best way to die,” he mumbled as his hand found your clit, rubbing in circles as you tighten your grip on his hair.

You nodded absently, “Yeah, please, there. So close, I-” you let out a whiny moan as he continued to go at you, the overstimulation stinging.

“So pretty. Such a pretty, pretty girl, yeah? Gonna let me knot you?” He licked up as much as he could before moving up to kiss you, “Gonna let me mark you? Gotta show everyone who you belong to.”

You sighed, “Please.”

He grinned as he pulled down his shorts, not even needing to do anything because just hearing your pretty sounds was enough to get him hard. “Thank fuck,” he rubbed himself against your slick, “Been wanting you all day. Need that sweet puss, can’t fucking live without it.”

He pushed himself in with a smooth motion, groaning at just how tight you were, “Fuck, babe,” he let out a laugh to hide his moan, “trying to squeeze me? Shit.”

You whined at the overstimulation, not sure if it hurt or if it-

Yeah, no, you decided it felt good as soon as he started to thrust into you at a steady pace. He bit at your shoulder, drawing a bit of blood before kissing it, “So fucking tight. Just for me. Only ever me, right, babe?” You mindlessly nodded. He laughed at your expression, “Hardly started and you-” he paused as he let out a groan, “you’re… fuck, you…”

He huffed as he flipped you over as you huffed, pulling your legs down to the edge of the bed as he stood, “Gotta make sure you get it all. Gonna knot you real tight and good.” He pressed kisses up your spine, giving you goosebumps. He tried to hide his moans behind low growls, but you could hear the whininess behind them.

“So fucking pretty, aren’t ya? How’d I get so lucky?” He mumbled praises as he grabbed your hips with one hand, the other pinning your upper back into the mattress. “Gorgeous. So fucking gorgeous. All f’me, yeah?”

You didn’t answer, too fucked out from the overstimulation and, maybe, having your face shoved into the blankets. Adam clearly didn’t like that as he slowed, “Answer me when I talk to you, bitch.” He bent down, giving you a harsh thrust with each word, “Who do you belong to?”

“You,” you mumbled, tears pricking your eyes, “You. All yours.”

Adam softly laughed at your response, “Good girl. Now,” he sped back up, “you’re gonna take my knot, aren’t ya? Gonna be my breeding bitch? Fuck, you’d be so hot, all full of my cum. Too much so I’ll have to fuck it back into your sweet cunt. Bet you’d like that, huh?”

He groaned, his head falling to your shoulder as he started to lose himself, “So fucking pretty. All round, full of my kids. My pretty little wife. You’d be so good for me. I’d be good for you. Take care of ya. Keep you happy,” he groaned at a harsh thrust, “keep you full.”

He babbled on, his thrusts losing its rhythm as he muttered sweet praises into your neck, licking and nipping at your pulse. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum so deep inside ya that you can’t help but get pregnant. You wouldn’t mind, right? You love taking me, your sweet cunt says so with how much you’re sucking me in. Want my knot?”

You helplessly nodded, whining as you could hardly think of a coherent sentence, “Please.

“Then,” he hissed, “fucking take it,” he pushed himself as far as he could, giving a few more shallow thrusts as he rode your orgasms out. His head fell to your shoulder as he peppered your neck and jaw with soft kisses. He sighed, relaxing into you as his rut-obsessed brain quieted down.

Although, you knew it wasn’t the end when his dick was still hard and he smirked as he nipped your neck.

Y/n: *groans in frustration* Fuck me

Sherlock: *lowers his pants*

Y/n: *looks at Sherlock with wide eyes* wow

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They probably both act like teens despite being hundreds of years old.