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cyancherub · 1 year
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there are no words. i’m literally speechless and i am struggling to process all these emotions.
what i can say, is that it is so abundantly clear how much effort, love, thought, and care went into this. you and mercury have started this wonderful universe, and i genuinely cannot wait to see how it expands.
the way you write aki destroys me because he is so sadly poetic but also so fucking fine. you write him with so much depth, and the layers that we see within him make it so enthralling. his need to provide and protect, the GIVER in him is so on point. and it physically wrecks me every time, because i cannot think of o n e person who wouldn’t want someone to look at them like they hung the stars themselves. it not only resonates with me, but so many others and i love that emotional element.
(there very well couldn’t be any and i’m probably projecting but ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ)
anyways, this was amazing. i’m so appreciative of the work that you and mercury have put in, the end result is a clear indication of all the effort that was put into it. i just love it so much. i’m in my feels so i’ll talk about how horny it made me later (*・ω・)ノ
sending you so many kisses, just smooching the heck out of you and mercury ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡
HONEY MY LOVE IM SO SORRY IM RESPONDING SO LATE!!!
but ;____; <33333 mercury and. i have so much invested in this series there's so much heart in it i just. shadowboxes the air above my head.i am so horrendously in love w this man and also the menthol world and we r stoked to expand it!!!!!!!!
but ;v; HE MAKES ME SOOO SAD PLEALKSLKSEFJSD im clutching my chest he breaks my heart terribly. I AM GLAD THAT THESE THINGS CAME THROUGH WELL WHEN READING!!! ohhh he is such a giver he has the biggest heart in the world it KILLS ME. ! ! ! ! but ;;; <33 thank u so much for the kind message as always i am eternally grateful for ur thorough feedback it always brings a smile to my face!!! i was so excited to see this in my inbox ;v;
@akitachi and i are giving you kisses all over your face!!! <333
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parcai · 5 months
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How was the big day :)
cake was so fucking good never had a better cheesecake in my life. the fresh lemon zest mixed w care into the batter, even the strawberry compote was homemade. cake was not my entire source of pleasure ofc lebanese restaurant had me seeing god. phone call w that dude had me wanting 2 defile god ☠️ all is well lol
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vool-zam · 9 days
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ugh, the way your beautifully wacky screenshots gracing my dashboard has immediately resurrected my interest in ts4 😫😍 I haven't opened my game in years and yet here I am itching to go and make a sim - or, god forbid, a new blog! 😭 curse your infectious creativity and impeccable sim style!! 😤💕
!!!!!!!!!!! ❤️🧡💛💚💙🩵💜💞💓💗💖💘💝 !!!!!!!!!!!
EL!!! IT'S SO NICE TO SEE U POP UP IN MY INBOX AAAAAAAAAA
I missed u sm!! SO happy to see that you're still around these parts of tungl dot com!! 😭💖 AND UM??? HELLO?? I would simply SCREECH if u started posting again!! I v much miss seeing ur stuff on my dash!! no pressure whatsoever, definitely do whatever feels right ofc!! buuuuuuut..................👀👀👀👀👀👀
so um..........👀🔍 I'll be on the lookout!! pls keep me posted if u decide to make a new blog!! I'd LOVE to follow ur new simming adventures & yodel in the comments <333
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persephonyed · 8 months
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hi hi ! just a heads up that i'm flying back home tomorrow, and will be gone for the next week ish, so my activity is going to be a bit low. i'll probably write a lot during my millions of layovers but other than that i don't know how much time i'm going to have/will be sticking to only doing replies that i have the highest muse for while i am away. just wanted to reassure you all that i'm not randomly ghosting or ignoring our threads at all! <3
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counterorbit · 1 year
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02.11.23
Font of knowledge
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onlyseokmins · 1 year
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hi elv, sunshine of my life 🔆 i read your boxer!seokmin fic and immediately switched the lead of my current fic from seungcheol to seokmin
If I am the sunshine of ur life, ur the galaxy that uplifts me 💖 I saw your reblog and it made my day!! ALSO HELLO 👁 more deets need spilled if u pls 🤲🏼 offering up our fierce jaguar gaze as compensation /hj
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alifeasvivid · 1 year
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I gotta stop being so stingey about who I follow. I follow 111 blogs and more than half of them are dead or in a coma... and so is my dash. :/
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hankers0re · 11 months
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I want a gen 3 monster high doll sooooo bad
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jizung · 1 year
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HELLOOOOOOOO 2, 16, 22, 94 I LOVE UUUU 💕
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writingjourney · 4 months
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Darling, after the latest IKNBS chapter I’m dying to hear more of your “needy dom copia” thoughts… respectfully ✨
luv u dearly xoxoxox
Omg Bee I love youuu too ♡
Thinking about this I realize that I subconsciously often write him like that or at least add this element, whimpery needy Copia who loses control is just something else 👀
Anyway here are some more needy dom Copia thoughts, HCs in sentence form (1k words, mentions of being rough, spanking, semi-public sex), 18+ MDNI !!
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I like to think that in an active clergy operation Copia is under a lot of pressure every day – as Cardinal he was responsible of the treasury, as Papa now he is responsible for the whole congregation, the Ghost project and even more. Therefore most days allow him little time to find relief for his own needs, not until he gets home to you, and even then sometimes he is too tired. And of course his mind has drifted to you many times during the day, the image of your naked form underneath him or on top of him a constant companion as he sits in meetings or during band practice. It can be torturous to desire the feeling of your skin against his but not being able to have you. The fantasies are persistent enough to have him distracted when he really cannot afford it, if only because the physical reaction it elicits can be quite hard to tame.
Some days he can’t seek you out because there is just too much to do and he will come home practically ready to devour you on the nearest available surface, but some days he does seek you out during the day. If he has any pockets of spare time he orders you into his office and takes you with your body pressed against the wall, bent over his desk or even sitting you down in his lap and fucking up into you while you struggle to find purchase – deep, desperate, vocal.
If he is feeling particularly needy he will come to you, though, find you wherever you’re working and pull you into the nearest empty room or alcove if you don’t mind a more public setting. During those times he will forgo some of the elements that he usually loves (he is someone who likes to take his time with you if he does have it, body worship and excessive foreplay included, he is nothing if not versatile and ready to serve you) but when he’s overcome with his need for you, there is no time to waste and he allows himself to be selfish, as you encouraged him to be from time to time. He will make sure you’re prepared and he will check in with you as long as his sanity allows it but that’s about it with the ceremonials.
His body moves on its own accord the moment your warm skin touches his and he feels the heat between your legs. Even the most uncomfortable setting cannot keep him from taking you, joint pains or bruises be damned (as long as you’re not in pain, he makes sure you have safe words and signs for those cases). He loses patience quickly once he feels you so pliant for him, calling him Papa, begging for his touch, for his cock, so soft and willing and obedient, following his every word like you’re under his spell. He wants to feel you all over him, tearing at clothes to find pieces of skin, hands all over your body, groping, teasing, lightly spanking if you’re into that to create that symphony of lustful sounds he can’t get enough of. And he will add to the music – whimper, growl, groan at every touch, every messy kiss and bite. Once he’s inside of you those sounds become louder and he can’t hold them back even if he tries to. He is so so vocal, even more so when he’s needy and starved. If he finds the energy to talk he praises you and spurs you on, using the filthy words he knows have you blushing relentlessly.
And of course those fucks are messy, uncoordinated and not always as satisfying for either of you as he wishes them to be. But you bend to his will so easily anyway, knowing that the reward will come later when you have the time for it even if it doesn’t come now. But even so Copia knows your body, knows what you’re into and what you can and cannot take, making sure you feel as good as you can in the very moment. Once the heat has passed he will take the time to hold you and clean you up no matter how busy he is, praising you and complimenting you, kissing you softly and thanking you for offering yourself to him like you do, checking in whether you feel good. The last thing he wants is for you to feel used in a way that goes beyond what you agreed on.
Now, there are times where he will try to keep up his patience, where he gets home and holds back for as long as he can, teasing you both, working you both up relentlessly until you’re both a mess and cannot take it any longer. He loves to lose himself in your body after he feels like he’s earned it, after he made you come more times than he can count in whatever ways he fancies, then allowing himself to take you in that sloppy, impatient way that makes him forget about the world. It only makes the payoff even more worth.
There are times in his daily life when he feels like a puppet that is pushed around, do this, do that, some people don’t take him seriously because he enjoys being silly, enjoys making people laugh. But when you’re alone he allows himself to take charge in whichever way he desires, to be the powerful Papa he envisions himself as, that he can be if it truly comes down to it and his ambition comes to the surface. But yes, the moment you give into him, the moment he feels you against him and he is overcome with desire for you, he loses himself, feels that surge of confidence and control and desperately chases that high. When he loses control like that you know you won’t be able to walk for the rest of the day but you’re more than ready to give him exactly what he needs.
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bahrtofane · 2 months
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after pleading and much excitement on kylians’ end, you finally bite the bullet and take him with you to your hometown of algiers. 
kylian x algerian!reader
word count : 1.3K+
watch it: fluffy fluff fluff, mild over thinking and angst if u rly rly dig deep for it 
luv my country fr fr
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theres a small dent on the wall from where you banged your elbow so hard you swore you broke it. you were around 10. it's been years, and the little spot still stands. you never forget to run your thumb over the ridges, the cool wall warming under your touch.
It's been years, but the wall holds the memory, a mirror of you. each flick of your thumb ignites the scene inside your head over and over, you swear you can feel your elbow sting. you remember the way you hissed sharply and called for your mom, who came scuring from the hallway. and how your cousins all lined up to see the damage and soon teased you for being a baby. screeching at the 'crater' you left in the wall. your aunt snapped a picture of the comotion while she laughed hysterically, hand on her hip, head tossed back while the rest of the family filled in to check out the commotion. 
you were given a wet towel to keep in your elbow till the swelling went down. and the teasing never stopped, in fact you're bound to have it happen at any second. your cousins called you bulldozer for years, some still do. that's even your contact name in a few of their phones. 
it's so silly how such a little moment from so many years ago carries on. wasn't even your funniest moment in full honesty. you have much better ones. 
it's been years, and it remains one of your many contributions to your grandmother's little flat. cozy and quaint in the center of algiers. today you bring a new addition, kylian.
you joked about taking him once, just a passing comment while you showed him pictures from your last trip. he hummed, latching onto the idea like an excited puppy to a chew toy. bothering you with itineraries (as if you need one in your hometown?), your texts are a wall of flight screen shots at this point. and of course bombarding you with questions every second he got the chance. 
"should i pack light?"
"what cities will you take me to?"
"do you think i'll need to bring a lot of security?"
in truth, you were hesitant to bring him along.
 going back home is a feeling you can never get enough of. from the moment you step off the airplane and the familiar smell of your country hits your face, to your first dip into the mediterranean, a homemade meal, singing out of cars in the dead of night while you race through the city. 
bringing him is an intimate ordeal. your country is your first love, first home. she raised you in a sense. 
she is a part of him, the same as she is of you. but having him in your grandmother's home? introducing him to your very lively extended family? you don't know about that.
you were worried about your sanity as much as his. you know the questions will be never ending. he's your fiance now after all, wedding in the works. this is only going to add to the disaster that is wedding planning. you know you're going to have to squeeze in promises of inviting your 2nd cousins aunts cats neighbors gardener. 
and how could you forget, he's kylian. kylian mbappe. there's no way you're bringing him to the heart of algiers and going to be free to roam the streets as you please.
you know you'll never be able to do so on your own again once the media puts two and two together. good by freedom. it's easy in resorts or fancy hotels. everything can be arranged. but not here. 
you and kylian value your privacy dearly. french media has barely ever gotten a proper look at your face and you intend to keep it that way. but you don't think you can get away with that here. you want to show him real places that hold history and the people. not just fancy villas on the coast that cost more than you want to think about. 
he pleaded with you anyway, even after you voiced your concerns. "i have an agent and security for a reason. just take me and the rest will come easy. don't even worry."
you frowned, "it'll be in the summer, when everyone else and their mother is going."
"i just want to see it you know, authentically. i want to experience just a part of what you did growing up." he confessed, shy. 
and so you caved. and here he is. leaning against that same wall you rammed into all those years ago, fanning his face with a pile of notebook paper he found lying around after a long day of unpacking the gifts you bought for your family. 
he's had a long day of posing for pictures and videos, all of which you rolled your eyes at. it's nearing sunset, and you press your forehead against the familiar cool wall of one of the living rooms. it's going to be where you sleep for the next 2 weeks or so. 
the couches convert to beds and you get to play the age-old game of war with the mosquitoes that torment you. you haven't told kylian yet. he needs to be ambushed in the middle of the night for the full authentic experience. ha ha ha. 
you look back to where kylian is sat on the couch perpendicular to yours, hes given up on the fanning. hand under his thighs while he watches what he can of the balcony. you can see the sea from here. in all its beauty. the gentle wind it brings flutters the curtains while you hum. 
tomorrow he meets the rest of your family and you can't help the butterflies that pool in your stomach at the thought. your fiance, meeting the rest of what makes this house a home. you can't wait. for now though, all you want to do is nap.
you get up from your couch, sliding on your socks to press up against his side. even if its pushing near broiling temperatures. he doesn't complain, only bringing his hands to cup your face gently, giving your nose a peck. 
"its so beautiful here, " he sighs, "thank you for bringing me."
you hum into his lips, giving them a firm kiss, "you're welcome my love. i'll show you around tomorrow. it's time for my post flight nap."
he gives you a lazy smile, "yes please i was waiting for you to bring it up. it's past my nap time." he pouts.
you roll your eyes and throw one of the couches throw pillows against his chest. he manages to grab it, hurling it back at you. and while you're distracted he curls his hands against your side, tickling you till you yelp and thrash in his hold, back pressed against the couch while you gasp in between laughter. 
he finally lets you go and collapses on top of you, kissing any skin he can reach.
"okay get off, it's too hot for that." you groan.
he at least listens to that, peeling himself off you and retreating to the far end of the couch while you set up yours for what you know is going to be top 5 naps of your life, easy. 
against the gentle breeze and city sounds, you're lulled to sleep. in your vision you see kylian getting ready to do the same, reaching over to press one sound kiss on your forehead before settling down into his little bubble. 
you could do this forever you think. you're glad he came.
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owlight · 9 months
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hey bubba ☺️ i’ll help with the requests sooo could we get a self care/pampering law fic???? some good ole cheesy fluff under any kind of format you want honestly <333 take ur time!!!
Thank you babygirl I luv u ,this request inspired dearly to write for my other blobrs 🤗💖
Tags: self care,skin care day with partner, fluff
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Law getting much needed self-care by getting some skincare by his lover, short fic
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As the sun set on the polar tang, Trafalgar Law found himself begrudgingly dragged into spending quality time with his lover, He had planned on spending the evening alone, tinkering with his medical equipment, but his plans had been foiled by the persuasive powers of his partner who didn't take no for answer "Come on, Law, it'll be fun" you cooed, a mischievous grin on your face. "We'll do a skincare routine together and maybe your little grumpy face will shin with positive energy" Law scoffed, rolling his eyes. "I don't need a skincare routine,My skin is fine" he try to argue, yet he isn't stopping you from dragging alongside you
"Everyone needs a skincare routine," you chirp "It's good for your skin and your mental health and ah no offense my love you really need some skincare "
Law sighed, rubbing his temple,knowing that he wouldn't win this battle. "Fine, but don't expect me to enjoy it ,I really don't see the point of it" The two of you made your way to the bedroom, where you already set up a makeshift spa area,Law begrudgingly sat down in the bed, watching as you out various bottles and jars of skincare products "Okay, first things first," you say as you grab a bottle of cleanser "We need to get rid of all the dirt and grime on your face" before law can protest that his face is clean,you start doing your magic,Law grumbled as you gently massaged the cleanser into his skin, feeling his tense muscles slowly relax. As you worked, you chatted about various skincare techniques and products, clearly passionate about the subject and passionate about making him feel nice
Despite law initial reluctance, Law found himself starting to enjoy the experience, The cool touch of the moisturizer on his skin was soothing, and the gentle massage of his temples and forehead had him feeling more relaxed than he had in weeks ,you notice as law start to relax under your touch "See, that wasn't so bad, was it?" You beamed as you watch Law grumble but a small smile played at the corner of his lips. "I suppose not so bad...only because your touch is nice" he mummers softly with a gentle smile tugging on his lip
As the night wore on, the two of you continued the skincare routine, talking and laughing together, Law may have pretended to be grumpy at each joke you male, but deep down, he was grateful for the time spent with you, even if it involved face masks and exfoliating scrubs, he will probably make this a weekly occuring only to be able to have you caress for so long without having to word it out...he really is so thankful to have you with him as his partner
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gingeraleluke · 2 years
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hi mads ! ! i hope you are doin' well ^^
if it's okay can i request a fic (for vinnie) where the reader is feeling exceptionally lonely and burnt out,, like she had a fallout with her best friend and at the same time she feels as if in every relationship in her life she's giving her 100% but she isnt receiving the same (if that makes sense!! also i'd really appreciate if they're alr dating in the fic <3) and j kinda angsty but w fluffy ending :)
ive been feeling vv lonely lately and had a fallout w my best friend who i held dearly so i'd really appreciate if u could write this for me ! ! i understand if u can't tho
i adore ur writing btw it always makes my day 100 times better ! ! mwah i luv u have a great day <3
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𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: vinnie hacker x fem!influencer!reader
𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: vinnie’s girlfriend has a hard time feeling his presence.
𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: kinda angsty, but also very fluffy, like one swear word, vinnie cheering his girl up and reassuring her, broken heart from a friendship, reader is sad and lonely:(
𝗔/𝗡: i have never related so much to something in my life and i just knew how much i would have loved to have someone write about it like this for me so hopefully you enjoy this!! as someone who is always giving their all and receiving little in return, i 100% know the feeling. just remember that people like us are special and that everything works out in the end <3 ily PS: i made reader an influencer in this hope you don’t mind lol
y/b/f/n: your best friend’s name
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you weren’t quite sure what was wrong with you.
you had assumed that you were lacking something in the basic human needs department and that that was why you constantly found yourself chasing after everyone.
maybe you were just…boring?
but, no, that can’t be it. how can a girl with thousands of followers be boring? yet, how can a girl with thousands of followers feel so alone at the same time?
these were the questions that constantly spewed from your head, spinning a web of uncertainty that you would get tangled in and no one could pull you out of it.
“pass me my towel, sweet girl.”
not even your boyfriend.
“sweetheart?”
“hmm?” you broke from your daze, looking at the boy who was calling your name and mentally trying to figure out how long you were zoned out for.
“my towel.”
he was on the edge of the pool, the upper half of his body on display while the lower half was still submerged in water. his arms were flexing as he held his body up, lifting himself halfway out of the water.
“oh.” you lifted your chin from your palm and leaned over to grab the green towel, walking to the side of the pool and handing it to vinnie.
“thank you.” he muttered, the water splashing as he pulled himself up and out of the pool— not even bothering to use the stairs.
it was the first time in a while that you two got some alone time. vinnie living at the hype house made it quite difficult at times, and being super introverted, you always hated going around there. sure, you were a social media star, but you hated the constant cameras and chaos that came with the house. you much rather preferred having vinnie stop by your apartment instead, but since no one was at the house, you let it slide.
he noticed how as soon as you gave him the towel, you immediately dropped back down to your seat, chin in your hand and your phone laid beside you, anxiously bouncing your leg. you wouldn’t even look at him, and would instead just drift out into space, your gaze falling on whatever was in your way.
you weren’t really present.
vinnie momentarily wrapped the towel around his head to absorb the water from his hair before draping it around his hips, drops falling from his hair as he stepped forward.
“did you know that zac effron was in ‘the greatest showman’?” vinnie asked, watching as his girlfriend hummed an absent reply. “yeah, i saw a preview of it and i didn’t even know he was like still acting..”
sometimes when vinnie didn’t know exactly what to say, he’d fill the silence with whatever random thought he could find.
“mm.” you stayed zoned out, your brain analyzing every little thing you ever did and judging yourself for not doing it differently.
“sweetheart…”
“mm.”
huffing, he walked in front of you, squatting down so he was at your level. your brain immediately shut up as soon as his face appeared before yours.
“huh?” you asked again.
“sweetheart, you’re out of it.” vinnie stated, his hands on both of your knees to balance himself.
“i-i know, i’m sorry..” you weren’t sure where to look so you decided to focus your gaze on his earring, wanting to zone out once again and avoid all confrontation possible.
“is it y/b/f/n?” he questioned, already knowing your answer.
“yeah…”
“she still hasn’t answered you, huh?”
“nope.” you spoke, frowning and popping the ‘p’.
“well..” vinnie reached over and grabbed your phone, holding it up out of your reach.
“hey—“
“you don’t need this right now, okay? it’s only gonna make things worse, trust me. i know it’s hard, but it’s gonna be right here with me, okay? i’ll take good care of it and you can get it back later, alright?” he grabbed your shoulder, making you look at him.
“alright?”
you groaned a reply, standing up before him.
“good girl, now let’s go.” vinnie held onto your wrist, dragging you behind him and into the house.
“go where?”
“go cuddle, duh.”
you’re stomach erupted into millions of butterflies from his words and yet you still felt empty inside. “you sure, vin?”
“yes, sweet girl. let me just dry off.”
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“okay, baby. i’m all yours.” vinnie grunted, jumping into his bed beside you. his eyes danced down to your outfit.
“y/n, what are you wearin—take it off.”
“huh?”
“here.” he tore off his shirt, leaving his chest bare again and threw it at you. “strip and put this on. it’ll be more comfy.”
“but, vinnie, it’s 2pm..”
“so? no one’s gonna bother us, trust me, and there’s nothing that needs to be done right now, y/n. just come here and get comfy.”
“okay.” you muttered, tearing off your clothes while your boyfriend laid behind you patiently. once his shirt was hugging your body, you plopped down beside him.
“there’s my sweet girl. see how much better this is?”
“mm.” you hummed, clinging to him immediately and wrapping your arms around his neck.
“do you wanna talk about it baby?”
“i don’t know, i just…i need you.”
“i’m right here baby.” he chuckled, holding you closer.
“i know, i just…everything feels really out of reach right now.”
“how so?” he asked, swirling shapes with his fingers on your arm.
“i don’t know, i just… i miss y/b/f/n. she was the only person who i really felt loved by, other than you of course, and…i don’t know, i feel like people don’t care about me the way i care about them. like, i know it may sound stupid but, i just feel like no one really….wants me. like i’m always used by people and yet whenever i want something in return, i’m the bad guy.”
“you aren’t though and everyone feels like that.”
“yeah, but, i’m just so used to constantly giving my all to people and always getting nothing in return and it just really fucking sucks..”
“i’m sorry, pretty girl. i wish everyone was smarter and knew how special you are…because you are, you’re really dope. like….10/10 in everything, i promise.” his voice was soft and he left a small kiss beside your eye once he finished talking.
“you’re my boyfriend, you have to say that.”
“no, sweet girl, i mean it, okay? look, i’m sure everything with y/b/f/n is gonna work itself out, so don’t drain yourself over it. everything is gonna be okay y/n, i promise, and you aren’t stupid for feeling like this. a lot of people do, including me.”
“i’m just so tired…like…i don’t know, i need a break.”
“i know, baby, come here.” he rolled you over so that you could lay against his chest. “i’m all yours right now, okay y/n? we can watch whatever you want, it’s your choice.”
you nodded happily, grabbing the remote and turning on your favorite show, happy to have your boyfriend there beside you.
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male-centric-girl · 1 year
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Hi, my name is Michelle, but Daddy calls me babygirl. I am happily owned by a wonderful Man who I love dearly. This is a place for my kinks. Consent is everything. I am very left leaning, but I love it when I have a Man in charge of me. Daddy is the best and He takes good care of me. I'm here for fun and to express my kinks.
For the longest I can remember I knew that I was inferior to Boys n Men. I knew they were smarter, stronger n just better than I could ever hope to be! I knew this all deep down, but for some reason I didn't want to accept it so I resisted.
I wanted Boys to notice me, but hid my body. I had a hard time understanding math n science something Boys in my class had no problem understanding. It felt good knowing that, but still I was defiant.
I convinced myself that I was a lesbian and hated Men when the whole time I wanted to be with them n obey them! I was so miserable. I was angry all the time n felt extremely empty. It hurt my soul to reject Men, but I felt like I had to prove I was just as good or better than them. I was of course wrong.
I had to imagine Men fucking us both to get through sex with other girls. Just using all our holes because we were made for dick! It was so frustrating n hard to not be with Men! I wanted so desperately for a Man's touch! For Him to use me n be His! The girls had no clue n one actually told me I was the best sex she ever had. She had no idea I was thinking of sucking dick n a Man fucking me to get to that point. Girls r so stupid.
It was so frustrating to hear them bitch about Men. I wanted to tell them how stupid they were n how amazing Men r n sometimes I did, but they would just laugh it off as if I was telling a joke. It hurt n upset me. God I should have just given in. I wish I had sooner.
It took flunking out of film school, which was my dream job, for me to start accepting n embarrassing I'm inferior n dumber than Boys n Men n that's okay. It took me until I was 32 to get here n accept n luv my inferiority. I feel so much happier n fulfilled this way. My body n soul sing like this n my brain n body r now linked.
I luv Men. Thank u all so much for ur patience with me. Ur all so wonderful n smart n sexy as hell!!
Kinks include but not limited to: Male Dominance, female submission, misogyny, patriarchy, degradation, beating, spanking, choking, slapping, anal, face fucking, hair pulling*
No TERFS, SWERFS, conservatives, racists, homophobes, or transphobes are welcome on this blog.
DICK PICS WELCOME!!!
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* more kinks to be added when I think of them
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karen360-x3 · 1 year
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Have you done shockwave (tfa) and Blurr (tfa) in HK yet? If not could you do them? I luv them dearly
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I got u fam ;)
And I'm sorry but I HAD to base Shockwave's design from Nosk considering the turn out of events in TFA
But anyways, hope you like it and if anyone wanna make a Transformers animated x Hollow Knight character request, leave them in my ask box (or if you have a question about them or to ask them too)
Also, I'm tagging @terminatedapathy on this one cuz they wanted to see how fucked up Shockwave would be soooo.....here we are lol
Ref TFA x HK of the main Autobots here
And Ref for the main decepticons right here
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garykingz · 10 months
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SHITHEAD !!! UR ICKY GROSS I LUV U SO DEARLY !!!
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