The Four Penguins From Madagascar Are, Somehow, Isekaied In The Middle Of The Clone Wars

The four penguins from Madagascar are, somehow, isekaied in the middle of the clone wars

the dark lord of the boop

(my fuck this is the shittiest thing i have ever posted but april fool is april fool)

May I request prompt 6 with Hunter? Love your writing 🤩

Hi! Thank you so much! Yeah baby. I had to include a visual for this one. ;) THEN @tenderspell BROUGHT IT TO LIFE 🥵😍

Hunter x GN!Reader - NSFW - 366 words

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spicy blorbos

inspired by this little prompt (x) 💕

You opened the refresher door to head back into the bedroom, thoroughly content after a shower and little extra nighttime pampering. Hunter was nowhere to be seen, but a flicker of warm light from the living room caught your eye. As you rounded the corner, the scene that met your eyes was as delightful as it was surprising. 

The fireplace had been turned on, and he had somehow found a large fur rug that he’d spread across the floor. That wasn’t the only thing spread across the floor, though -- Hunter was laying on his side, the edges of his body illuminated by the glow of the fire, and he was completely naked save for a small, stuffed tooka that he was holding between his legs. 

“Would you like to continue pampering yourself?” he purred, raising one sharp eyebrow suggestively as he lifted a knee, setting his foot on the floor and nearly losing the tooka. 

You couldn’t even manage a coherent word, instead dissolving into giggle-ridden exclamations and expletives. Shaking your head, you leaned against the wall, taking it all in with helpless laughter shaking your sides. 

“Hey!” Hunter said, in mock sternness, “I’m trying to be sexy here. Why in the galaxy are you laughing?” He rolled onto his back, stretching luxuriously with a dramatic sigh. “I guess I’ll just lay here… naked… all alone…”

“Awww, we can’t have that…” you returned, venturing closer. It was unfair how effortlessly sexy he was, brown and tattooed, smooth and hairy… absolutely irresistible. Pulling your robe off with a flourish, you climbed on top of him on the floor, hovering over his figure on your hands and knees. He pulled the tooka out from under you, tossing it to the side, and pulled you down for a kiss that was so passionate, you felt dizzy. 

“Oh, wait a minute,” he said suddenly, pulling the bandana from his head and reaching for the tooka. He tied the red fabric over the tooka’s eyes, then set it off to the side again. Your answering laughter was immediate, but it was cut short as he pulled you down on top of him, bringing his mouth back to yours with a hungry groan.

you BOOP miette? you BOOP her head with you paws? oh! oh! love for mutual! love for mutual for One Thousand Years!!!!

The Standings

Here are the standings so far! Please continue to reblog your favorite fics from my master list with "more please!" to vote for some spicy sequels!

3 Votes - Hunter: I'm Trying to be Sexy and You're Laughing!

2 Votes - "Training" with Rex

1 Vote - Hunter: That Ass is Mine

1 Vote - Crosshair: Someone Likes to be Praised...

1 Vote - Striptease from Crosshair

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