I fucking love when you see some selfshipper who has a fixation with The Most Random character ever like yes I do think your ship with Bernard from Megamind is really cool I wish you nothing but the best
Oglivie they could never make me hate you. It's very clear that he lacks social cues and or etiquette but that could be for a multiple of reasons, maybe he had a dysfunctional family or he didn't have that many friends growing up or my personal favorite he's autistic as hell. He's not trying to be a duche he's not trying to be rude. He gave one of his patients HIS PERSONAL BOOK because he felt bad he felt terrible because he almost lost him he apologized and went up to surgery with his. The look he gave the McKay's unhoused patient meant something idk what her but trust guys it meant something.
I want more scenes of the women of The Pitt deciding they are absolutely fucking done with This Shit.
I literally cheered every time Dana refused to back down from Robby's bullshit. She saved Emma's life Robby, you can fuck right off about it.
You can see the moment that McKay looks at the patient who assaulted Emma and thinks to herself, "Oh, fuck this guy." And that smile on her face when she walks away is the definition of freedom.
Kwon looking Langon square in the face and telling him to set boundaries before leaving a shitty job she has already decided she doesn't want.
Hear me out, Dennis doesn’t start out dominant. It’s a gradual transition, the more you build his confidence in everyday things, making your coffee in the morning, trusting him to get the right thing at the store for you, switching your laundry when you forget, the more he realizes you want and need him there. The more he wants to appreciate you in every way he can. Till one day, he just takes control instead of you. (Or ignore this, I’m so far from a writer but he gives the vibe of finding control when he knows you want him for the long run)
I like to imagine a nurse reader who knows Dennis from the events of the first season, becomes interested in him, asks him out, and they start a relationship.
Over the months we don't see them together, he gains more confidence at work and with you (doing all those things and more). At the beginning of their sexual relationship, you were the one setting the pace and taking on the role of a gentle dominant (I think Whitaker has a knack for compliments and being a good guy).
Over time, he might want to try new things, being a little more dominant… I see him as a bit arrogant when he has power (and I love it!), that he degrades me and rewards me if I'm his good girl/good boy.
Imagine him cornering me against the kitchen counter after a stressful day and forcing me to tell him how much I want him, while he puts his fingers in my mouth for me to suck on and I feel his body even stronger than before behind me (Those arms, that body!)
Who would have thought Huckleberry would have that in him.
I'm not a writer, I'm just really crazy about Dennis Whitaker.
From season 1, I've been a firm believer in Whitaker being dominant. I like a man who's a little insecure but actually dominant, blame me.
After the last episode, watching it, I'M GOING CRAZY, SO HAPPY TO KNOW THAT WAS IN HIM. This doesn't have to make sense, I just want Whitaker to be mean to me, I'd appreciate it.
Sebastian/Farmer | Established Sam/Farmer | Hints of Sam/Sebastian
word count: 3k
summary: Sam’s got a kink, a wonderful girlfriend, and a best friend who are willing to help him realize his fantasy of being cucked. repost from my old blog
WARNINGS: MDNI, afab!farmer, consensual cuckolding, filming, dom/sub dynamics, use of “daddy”, “slut”, “whore” and “cuck”, m!receiving oral, squirting, creampie, f!receiving oral, cumeating, exhibitionism, degradation/humiliation, denial, choking/gagging, sam/seb content, three bisexuals enjoying sex in a living room, sdv has something like snapchat okay?, barely proofread
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You don’t think he’s serious the first time it’s brought up. Mostly because Sam had brought it up after hanging out with his best friend, and casually teased that it looked like you wanted to fuck Sebastian. A joke you’d heard before and had even shot back at your boyfriend on a few occasions- it was funny, that’s why you didn’t believe it to be anything more than a joke.
So you’re surprised when Sam brings it up again the next morning. He’d cooked you a lovely breakfast, coffee made just right and toast not burnt, which wasn’t necessarily suspicious but made much more sense when he asked a question you weren’t expecting.
“You know what cuckolding is?”
You did, but you had no clue where this conversation was going to go should you confirm. So you look up at your increasingly nervous boyfriend, hands submerged in the sink as you continue to wash the plate in your hand, mumbling a soft “yeah” as he nods down at you.
“Do you have any thoughts on it?”
“No, but I’m starting to get the vibe that you do.”
“Yeah,” he chuckles, a wet hand moving to the back of his neck in a nervous habit. “I- uh, I do. Wanted to ask how you felt about having sex with Seb so you could make me your cuck.”
The plate falls from your hands, sinking to the bottom of the porcelain with a soft thud as you just stare at him. Fuck his best friend in front of him, set the scene for Sam to get willingly cuckolded and fulfill a fantasy of his? A fantasy you didn’t know he had, and you’d been dating for a couple years. This was a lot for seven in the morning.
“We so totally don’t have to, I haven’t asked Seb anything, since I wanted to talk to you first and if you weren’t okay, then-“
“Sam relax!” You chide gently, drying your hands as he takes over washing your plate. “Please, babe, calm down.”
“You think I’m a freak.”
“Always have, baby, but I love it.” The assurance has him looking less nervous, but you can tell he needs a bit more reassurance. “I’ll fuck Seb if he’s down. But we gotta talk about boundaries and stuff too.”
“I’d personally want to see him absolutely wreck you, baby. Like, whatever he wants as long as you’ll allow it.”
You didn’t mean now, but you supposed any time was a good time to have this kind of conversation since Sam had opened the door, brought you inside, and you locked it behind you both when you had agreed to the idea.
Which leads you to Sebastian. You needed to talk to Robin about a home renovation anyway, then popped downstairs to where Sebastian was hard at work. Or deep into a game. His focus face was the same either way so it was difficult to tell but based on the time of day, you’d assume it was work.
“Hey, Seb?”
“Hey, give me a second and I’ll be able to give you my full attention.”
It’s a standard Sebastian greeting, one that has you sitting down in the other chair at his desk and enjoying the time off your feet. He’s humming as he types away, and you look up at the ceiling while planning the rest of your afternoon before your dinner date with Sam. You’d need to stop by Pierre’s and check the crab pots in the river on your way home, probably some extra time in the barn with the goats before taking a shower.
“Alright, what’s up?”
“We need to talk about Sam,” you start, looking at Sebastian as he looks at you. “He’s got this fantasy and I need your help.”
“He said you’d be by. Couple days later than I expected, though.” You’re going to let that slide, leaning back in the chair as he watches you. “But yeah I’m happy to help you cuck him. Did he tell you about the two thoughts?”
You nod; having been told that Sam would love to be surprised with a video in addition to the actual sitting and watching you fuck his best friend, meaning that you’d have sex with Sebastian twice. And while you’re not sure this won’t end on a weird note, you’re still open and excited for what was to come. Sebastian was very attractive, getting a pass to have sex with him was a gift you wouldn’t turn down even if the circumstances were unexpected.
“We can get part one done now, if you’re not busy,” he offers, pushing his chair back a bit and putting his hand over the bulge in his pants. “Surprise your boyfriend with a cute video of you sucking my dick?”
You agree without hesitation, sliding from your seat while requesting that he not get any of his cum in your hair since you had other things to do that day.
“Gonna choke on it like you choke on Sam’s?”
“What don’t you two talk about?” you ask as you kneel in front of him, sighing when Sebastian tells you that there isn’t a single secret between the two men. The only thing Sebastian doesn’t know is if you have any kinks that aren’t some of Sam’s, but those are things that can be discussed later. Not when you’re working together to push his pants down to free his semi-erect dick and he’s reaching for his phone so he can record the event.
“If it’s too much, tap my thigh or something, alright?”
At the notification stating there was a message from Sebastian, Sam halts his cleaning around the house to see what it was. He’s giddy when he sees it’s a photo, quickly opening it to see what was there only to almost drop his phone when he sees his darling girlfriend with Sebastian's balls in her mouth, shaft resting on her face, with the caption: Sure she’s only yours?
But he needs more, and they come in small chunks that have him literally praying that there’s a full recording that he’ll get. The POV of his girlfriend taking another cock in her mouth and gagging around it, having her head held in place by Sebastian’s large hand until she was struggling to breathe and leaving a mess behind when she came up for air. Sebastian calling her a messy little slut before telling her to clean up her mess makes Sam harder than he anticipated, his hand going into his pants to try and relieve some of the ache as he waits for the next one to come in. The third comes in a couple minutes later, and he smiles when he sees her gently kissing the tip of Sebastian’s cock before slowly taking it into her mouth, while Sebastian requests that she suck him “like she sucked her little boyfriend”. No caption on that one, but that was more than okay. She looked so good with cock in her mouth, and he knows that she’ll look just as good when it’s his own cock as soon as she gets home.
But then he has to wait for the next one - hoping there would be another one. Standing in the middle of the living room, cock in one hand, phone in the other as the broom rests forgotten against his chest. Edging himself is difficult when he could replay the videos he’d gotten, but if he’s going to get a cumshot video (Seb said he’d try) he’d want to cum to that.
It’s much longer than he’d like, but when he does receive the video he’s waiting for, it’s enough to have him spilling in his hand as he watches Sebastian cum in his girlfriend’s mouth with a hearty groan before he pulls out and tells her to show her boyfriend how good she is. And she does, opening her mouth to show off the cum sitting on her tongue before Sebastian sticks his thumb in her mouth and tells her to swallow, and the smile on her face when he pulls his thumb out and calls her a good girl. The caption?
Make sure you give our girl a good kiss for me bro.
And now Sam had to wash his hands and wipe his cum from the hardwood of the farmhouse. His lady farmer was very particular about her hardwood staying in top shape.
It’s only a couple weeks before part two comes to fruition, which took a fair amount of planning between you and Sebastian. More in depth discussion about hard limits, finding a free evening where there wasn’t a hangout or family dinner planned, and waiting for the emergency contraceptive to be delivered by mail. Once everything was in place, Sebastian came over for dinner.
Sam must’ve known what was about to transpire after dinner, because he could barely sit still through the meal. You only sip your wine with a smile, looking at Sebastian as he looked at you.
“I think we should watch a movie,” Sebastian states, and you nod with a smile as Sam deflates a little bit. “But I’ll help with dishes first.”
“No, it’s all good. I’ll clean up, you two go get a movie started.” The instruction from Sam has you nodding, letting him top off your glass before he shoos you and Sebastian from the kitchen and towards the living room. A couple DVDs are pulled from the shelf and put on the coffee table, but neither you nor Sebastian put any effort into actually picking a movie. You wouldn’t be watching it anyway. And you think it might’ve been the wine, but there was something different about the way Sebastian was looking at you tonight.
It’s only a few minutes before Sam is sitting beside you on the couch, curious why nothing was playing until Sebastian tells him that you were waiting for him to pick. And he does, pushing the disc into the player before he settles beside you with an arm around your shoulders. About five minutes into the movie you shift, leaning more into Sam but draping one of your legs across Sebastian’s lap. You’d worn a skirt with no panties to ensure easy access for him, and bit your lip when you felt his finger trail up your already wet slit to your clit.
“You’re such a dirty slut,” Sebastian murmurs, drawing Sam’s attention to where his friend’s hand was up your skirt. “Boyfriend right there and you’re dripping wet for me. Sammy not do it for you anymore?”
You can only grin, letting Sebastian pull you closer but push you back so you were laying on Sam’s lap. Your skirt is pushed up, giving a clear view of Sebastian’s hand moving as his fingers fuck your pussy, and you can feel Sam’s erection stir beneath your head as his hand pets your head. You can tell he wants to move, relocate to the armchair where he can get a clear view of what Sebastian was about to do to you, so you take a hold of his shirt as you look up at him.
“You’ll stay here.”
“But babe, I-”
“Cucks don’t get to cum, Sam.” Your tone is firm despite the smile on your face, and that has him nodding with a pink face as Sebastian pulls his hoodie and tshirt off. You take your shirt off as Sebastian gets out of his pants, and you bite your lip as he comes to stand before you. Your mouth opens as soon as he commands it, his hand pushing Sam’s away so he can hold you in one spot to fuck your face.
“If I feel teeth, I’ll spank that cute little pussy ‘til you’re sobbing.” You hum your acknowledgement around his cock, aware that Sam has fished his phone out of his pocket to try and record. The way Sebastian is bent over the two of you might make that difficult, but your concern is the thick length punching against the back of your throat as his grip on your hair tightens. “She’s an obedient little whore, how come you haven’t tamed her yet Sammy? Aside from the obvious.”
Sam doesn’t have an answer, and Sebastian pauses with his hips pressed to your face and carefully tilts Sam’s head back by his chin so he’d look up at him.
“If you’re a good little cuck, maybe you can suck my cock tonight, too.” And he’s pulling back, giving you a chance to breathe but tapping your cheek with his spit slick cock before he moves to settle between your legs. “But I can only handle one slut at a time, and she's my priority.”
“He’s used to coming in second,” you add, smiling when Sebastian leans in to kiss you as he pushes into your cunt. You’d had sex with Sam earlier in the day, so the stretch wasn’t as brutal as it could have been, but you know Sebastian is reveling in your discomfort at his size. He’d warned you that he could be mean, a bit masochistic, and here you were.
“Oh, am I bigger than your little boyfriend? Stretching your pussy more than you’ve ever had to hurts?”
“You’ve seen it,” you remind, looking up at Sam as Sebastian starts moving. “You know you’re bigger, Seb.”
“Wanted to hear you say it, honey. Now I want you to shut up and look at your boyfriend as I make you cum with my big dick.”
And you do, looking up at Sam’s awestruck expression as Sebastian fucks you roughly. Your shoulders scrape against the denim of his jeans as you rub against his thigh with every thrust. You’ve seen this look of adoration before, never once thinking that he’d be able to look at you like that while he watches you take his best friend’s cock, but seeing this helps you feel better about how this would end. Definitely not weird considering how into this both he and Sebastian were.
“Gonna cum already?” He asks, stopping when you nod. He fucks you harder, hand rubbing your clit furiously as you beg him for more. “Show your boyfriend how hard you cum for me.”
You know the men are just as surprised as you are when you squirt, wailing Sebastian’s name as you do while Sam lets out a “holy shit” and Sebastian just grins at you. That took a lot out of you, but that doesn’t bother Sebastian as he fucks you through it and continues to fuck into you.
“Cute little whore pussy squirting for Daddy. You know who owns you and your pussy, isn’t that right?”
“Uh-huh,” you whimper, hand gripping the back of the couch for some kind of stability as his thrusts increase in force.
“Whose pussy is this?”
“Yours! It’s your pussy!”
“Who am I, baby? Who owns this pussy?”
“You, Daddy!” There’s a slap to your pussy that has your eyes rolling back, Sebastian’s hands gripping your hips as he nears his own end. “Please cum in my pussy Daddy!”
“After I put a load in you, your little cuck can eat it out and thank me for giving you such a big load.” You nod at the suggestion, biting your lip as it started to become too much. He was close, the flush creeping up his chest as his rhythm started to get more sloppy. “Fuck, gonna cum. Get on the floor, cuck, you can have some of my cum too.”
Sam moves quicker than you’d expect, and your head drops to the couch just as Sebastian’s hips still against yours and you feel the familiar warmth that was ropes of cum shooting into your pussy. A wave of his hand has Sam scooting closer, and you watch with vested interest as Sam opens his mouth for Sebastian. He had to have sucked a dick before, and you’re going to ask about that later, since right now you’re enamored by how eagerly he takes Sebastian’s dick into his mouth to clean it off as Sebastian had instructed.
Then Sam is watching you as Sebastian pulls you to sit in his lap. His cum is starting to drip from your pussy, but one crooked finger from Sebastian has Sam closing in like a starved man. The soft frenzy of Sam’s tongue at your opening was such a nice contrast to the harsh smack of Sebastian’s skin against yours, you can’t help but push your hand into his hair to bring him closer to your cunt so you can push for more contact. Sebastian whispering in your ear that you were in charge eggs you on in the best way, and his fingers on your clit bring a soft moan out of you that has Sam humming into your pussy.
“So good, Sam,” you mumble, leaning back against Sebastian as you continue to grind against the blonde’s face. You were close already, and you knew Sebastian could tell based on how he rubs your clit faster. “Fuck, s’good.”
“The cuck can make her cum, whaddya know?” Sebastian teases, moving his fingers from your clit when your body tenses in his arms and gently massaging your sides as Sam eats you through it. Sebastian kisses your cheek before he moves you to the space beside him, mumbling something about getting home before it gets too late that has you reaching for his arm to stop him from getting up.
“You should stay,” you mumble to Sebastian, looking down at Sam who nods his agreement while wiping at his mouth. “We want you to stay.”
“Shower and snuggle, dude.” Sam adds, carefully standing from where he was knelt in front of the couch before offering his hand to Sebastian to bring him to his feet. “After what you just did with us, we can make you a good breakfast.”
“Shower and snuggle,” Sebastian echoes, offering his hand to you as Sam does and murmuring “up you go, sweetheart” as they pull you to your feet. You would all be sleeping really well tonight, and you’re happy that Sebastian agreed to stay.
Having him around was always nice and maybe Daddy would come back to visit you and Sam.
Star Trek fans, 2026: "Ugh, I hate Starfleet Academy! We need real Trek like we had in the 90s, like Voyager."
Star Trek fans, 2000s: "God these internet reviews are right, Voyager was literally unwatchable! It wasn't real Trek, like DS9!"
Star Trek fans, 1990s: "They don't even go anywhere! This oddly joyless book about Trek bloopers literally said the show should be called Bajor: Terek Nor! It wasn't real Trek, like TNG!"
Star Trek fans, 1980s: "TNG isn't even real Star Trek. Only the original is real Star Trek."
The world's largest Lost in Space Fan, 1966: "This upstart program will never displace Lost in Space in the hearts and minds of the people! Lost in Space will be the number one space opera show FOREVER!"
Thinking about Dennis eating me out in bed while his only comfort is rubbing against my leg and receiving praise. He's such a good boy, he deserves a reward.
I wish there were more stories about him, I've been crazy about him since the first season and although I appreciate Robby or Jack, I would drop them from the building just so Dennis would smile at me.
Hot take: The hate around James Ogilvie, at least to me, feels ableist.
He is obviously flawed and has done shitty things but so has literally every other character in that show. Also the season is not over yet and there is time for development and learning.
I’m gonna start by talking about pre episode 6. He is very obviously autistic which is the explanation for his awkwardness, not understanding social cues, etc. Mel King is another autistic character in the show but is l loved by the fandom rather than being hated on like James. The difference between the two is that Mel’s autism and actions are seen as endearing and acceptable while James’s are seen as annoying and socially unacceptable. Everyone presents their symptoms differently. Everyone thinks autism is so cute and quirky but the second someone displays them in a socially unacceptable way they're suddenly seen as off putting or weird.
Now to talk about episode 6. How he reacted to Louie’s death was inappropriate and I will not defend him for that. But there is an explanation for why he reacted the way he did. Before I talk about is I want to say it’s the reasoning and not an excuse. Autistic people can struggle with empathy. He doesn’t really connect the people in the ER as people, he sees them as learning experiences. Which is not okay.
I hope in future episodes he understands what he did wrong, apologizes, and learns from this moment.
I want to say that I am autistic and have autistic friends, family, and peers. I have seen these exact situations happen in my own life. Autistic is not cute, silly, quirky, or whatever. It is a disability. Treat it like one.
Sorry if this is ranty or if I forgot to mention anything.
I know some people hate Evil Whitaker, but do I like him? Maybe I want to humiliate him a little and make him obedient, or is it just my horny mind talking? I don't know, but I kind of like him.
the purpose of friends is to have people who unconditionally hate your shitty exes & relatives. like maybe YOU have a complex relationship with your father but i sure don't. i'm outside his house with a gun. he's not the unforgivable asshole who raised me he's just an unforgivable asshole
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