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izvmimi · 1 year
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cw: minors dni. smut. tw dubcon. tw breeding. tw daddy kink. tw babytrapping.
a/n: to top off being in heat i’m reposting this before bed
“P-pull out, ‘zuku,” you moan, although your body signals differently with the tight hold of your legs wrapping around his midsection. “Pull out, pull out, pull out,” you babble through the saliva dripping down the side of your chin, head arching back as he buries his face into your neck, sinking teeth into your skin.
You gasp as Izuku bites, clenching your walls harder against him, and he groans in pleasure directly into your ear, holding you so close you’re near breaking. You’re almost there, and you think maybe, maybe he’ll tip over with you too this time and paint white inside you but you’re not sure when the last time you took your pill was and…
“B-baby please, don’t… cum… inside…”
Izuku stills suddenly and the absence of friction almost feels like withdrawal - but he’s still inside you, cock thick and warm and stretching you full.
“You sure?”
Maybe it’s the huskiness of his voice that has your body react anew - you sigh again and your body tenses beneath him, and then you tilt back, pelvis rocking against his to encourage him to move and give you what you need. Your frustrated whines as he stops moving in protest amuse him, and he laughs - or rather blows air from his nose - then presses his forehead to yours.
He kisses your lips once.
“You sure you don’t want me to cum inside you?” It’s that voice that he uses, the one that makes you question, that lowers all your guards and reservations.
Flushed and faint, words fail you as he kisses you again.
“Hm? You don’t want me to paint you all pretty?”
Izuku slowly pulls out of you, to the protest of your entire body; your hands claw at his back desperately as he slips away, and as though simply to indulge you, once just the head is out, he slams back inwards causing your eyes to roll back.
“‘Zuku, please…”
He pulls back again slowly, taking his time to drag mercilessly against your cunt, then slams back in deep, causing you nearly to sputter with garbled nonsense.
“Mm? You sure you don’t want me to fill you up?” Izuku asks.
Another nudge at your cervix, and you feel yourself flood around him.
“Don’t want me to put a little baby in you? A cute little thing that’s just ours, my love?”
He presses deep again, sinking as far in with his cock as you can possibly handle, then possibly more, pushing you to your limit. You teeter at the precipice of orgasm, and he drags you back yet again, playing with your emotions as he massages at your breasts.
Your arms wrapped around his shoulders lose strength, and he knows he has you, his voice deep, husky and warm breath tickling your face. His locks graze at your skin as he teasingly pecks at your nose, raising up against you for you to get a good view of rippling muscles, the horny tension in his neck and jaw, and the lust in his eyes.
“You sure you don’t want me to fill you up?” He asks again, and it’s somewhat of a mockery; he presses a hand at your lower belly, intensifying the sensation of every dizzying thrust.
“Can’t believe you don’t wanna make me a daddy? Don’t you know it would make me so happy, baby?”
He speeds up and your pleasure continues to build. It’s not fair that he does this, not fair at all. But he bites his lip, and you can tell he’s concentrating because of the grip his fingers have on the sheets. Every rock of his hips now is purposeful, as though he’s decided on your answer before you have, or rather he knows you so well that it’s clear you’ve conceded now, if not obvious by the glassy look in your eyes.
“‘Zuku, p-please,” you moan helplessly.
“Please what, precious?” he asks, not relenting his pace to suck at your neck, not slowing to press your hands up above your head.
“‘Wanna cum… want you to cum in me, ‘zuku!”
He smiles because he’s won yet again by your fucked-out expression, pleasured salty tears streaming down the corner of your eyes, the way he’s so easily convinced you. His heart swells at how good you are to him, for him, and how easily your body and mind responds to him.
His name falls off your lips so easily, Izuku, Izuku, Izuku.
He could stop here but -
“Oh no, baby, call me by my other name,” he murmurs, pulling up one of your limp wrists to kiss your knuckles as he continues to fuck you ceaselessly.
Your eyes seem to struggle to focus on him, but he can see your lips move.
“Go on, you remember,” he coaxes, taking your fingers in his mouth.
You do. Of course you do.
“Please fill me up, Daddy.”
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its-sheepe · 2 years
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The Plot of Bugsnax but Google Translated 80 Times and Back
I received a letter from Christopher Lisbert. Lispert is sent to Snooktooth Island to collect insects from the world. A horror writer goes to an island and finds a lost ghost and starts killing other monsters. I called the people of Snickersburg.
The author says that he returned to Sassberg. But I think Buck can solve this problem. My father agreed. One night, Sanksberg was killed and his guards were killed. Quantis is accused of attempted bribery. While exploring the island of Orochi, the author discovers a secret room containing the writings of the scientist Alexander Zambo. Mooney and Jumbo are snake friends in this movie. He was responsible for managing the rivers and created a new group of priests called Bagunaki, under the leadership of his grandfather Tryfuna.
All the reporters in Snooksburg were killed, and the town was destroyed by fire and an earthquake. Agabel arrives and takes the message and Philip to a private room on the island where she is taking sleeping pills. There they found Lubert and a group of insects and an old man wearing many hats to protect his wife. Lisbeth convinces the soldiers to leave the island and Agabel joins Kingtag for help. This player died fighting a snake in an umbrella on the ground. He tells Philbo that there are survivors on board after the Bassinex crash.
Philip saw the priest in the garden shouting about the snake. The writer likes to talk about the column. However, the new mayor Philip decided to help the writer. Each team votes at the end of each game. He chose Lisbert and Phil over Abel. Each group continues to work independently. Inside, Columbus overhears a conversation with Gamefoot. Knowing the true nature of the writer, he decided to find the thief. Lightning flashed in the sky. After the player hears the whole story of Jim Foote, there is a special scene where Jim Foote goes to Columbus to make money because he knows what he wants.
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freakedcanine · 2 years
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GIRL H E L P I THINK MY ANXIETY MEDICINE IS STUCK IN MY THROAT IT HURTS TO SWALLOW 😭😭😨😨😨😨
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superherokisser · 15 days
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MY MOM KEEPS GIVING ME HER PILLS AND IDK WHAT TO DO💔
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You mutter something through your lemonade, we're all
Gummy Gummy
As we chew away our souls (Gummy, gummy, gummy)
We won't go home
Never ever go home Never ever again again....
💊.🍭.💉||🍬.🍭.💊||🍬.🍭.💊
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the-worst-fe-player · 2 months
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I remember being told by my mother at the age of 11 after a suicide attempt that her baby girl will never go on pills
I remember being 14 hearing story's at the lunch hall about how anti depressants don't work
I remember being 17 and opening up to my friend and him saying how he didn't want me to go on anti depressants because they will change me
I'm now 21 and I struggle a lot but without them it would be a lot worse. I don't balme any of the people above for what they thought and said but I do wish everyone would understand they don't help everyone but there's no harm in trying them
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k-nkypills · 9 months
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I know I talk a lot about kinky stuff and fantasy but with the PTSD I have I wanna post a ‘first time’ themed fantasy in a way that works with my kind of ptsd, because I don’t consider my previous sexual experiences w other people outside my partners to be positive or healthy.
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I’ve been thinking about how timid I am due to ptsd, being unsure and insecure of myself bc I haven’t had a positive experience in the past. I don’t even think I have the mental space to be dominant if I tried. So nothing risky or forceful of course, not even bondage just to be safe. I keep imagining being held and constant check ins, making sure the glaze over my eyes isn’t from dissociation. I don’t know why but the intimacy of being checked on and held n going slow is more flustering than actually doing anything sexual.
Just going slow, extending foreplay before anything more to give a slow transition into actual sex, no rushing, just light touches, removal of clothing as I’ll allow, praise and ‘I love yous’
Asking if they can touch certain places before doing so, asking where I’d like to be held, if I’m comfortable. I’d love being held to one of their chests, letting me relax into the contact and petting my hair while the other explores with permission, finding what spots we enjoy touching on one another and what’s comfortable.
I despise and I’m afraid of being seen like that, but the feeling of being safe and having a say for the first time in a while is something else. The touches would turn a different direction, slowly and carefully and clearly communicated.
Soon thighs spread revealing all insecurity and need, skin against skin and slow soft prodding at my entrance with their fingers, cooing at my reactions and attempts to hide my face. Little thrusts onto their fingers and being called pet names. I wanna feel safe as I drift into a soft bliss, the end result isn’t to orgasm, just to experience something once traumatic in a safe environment, if it happens it happens kind of deal.
My mind would blank as my muscles tense, their hands holding open my legs, not forceful, propping my legs over their shoulders as their lips wrap around my t cock for the first time, soft and curious licks and sucks as I’m praised and held tenderly. I think the overwhelming feeling of being safe and cared for would instantly turn my mind off. Just a soft expression and whining as I’m called a good boy, as my skin is littered in light hickies and kisses.
<3
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mira-blue · 2 years
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headcanons on how the girls (gnc) take care of each other when they're sick (post amphibia) because i'm sick and bored part 2:
[ part 1 here ]
anne's favourite soup is vegetable soup. after many (many) trials and errors, sasha and marcy master the art of making it, for her
ironically, anne is the one who insists on working while sick. sasha had long since learned to take and maintain the necessary breaks and boundaries in relation to her job (being a therapist could easily become overwhelming), while marcy tended to overwork herself until she got sick, which usually rendered her far too exhausted to do anything. while anne wouldn't go to the aquarium, she would work from home by going through & writing research papers. that is, until sasha & marcy take her laptop away from her and force her to rest
sasha absolutely refuses to kiss either of her girlfriends whenever they get sick, while marcy intentionally demands more affection when she's sick, full on with puppy eyes and everything. sasha always gives in
no matter what, the three of them always sleep cuddled together at the end of the day. this usually means when one gets sick, the other two eventually end up getting sick as well
marcy can't swallow pills, so she dissolves them. sasha, on the other hand, cannot stand the taste of medicine, and cringes whenever marcy drinks it. anne doesn't really mind either way, but she dislikes needles
marcy is a firm believer in the healing powers of boiled potatoes and 7up; it's her go-to sick meal, and she makes it for the other two as well
whenever marcy gets sick, sasha cuddles next to her and they take turns playing video games on marcy's switch. as for anne, she cuddles next to her and reads marcy's favorite novels out loud
sasha stubbornly refuses to stay in bed when sick, so anne and marcy usually have to bribe her with cuddles. this has made anne late to work multiple times
the trio have a little tradition (started by sasha and marcy) in which they will get each other the most ridiculous 'get well soon' cards
during a particularly bad fever, anne started sobbing while scrolling through frog videos. sasha and marcy were, of course, very supportive, and even got a bit emotional themselves
being sick tended to make marcy feel extremely weak, possibly as a side effect of the core taking over her body. pain from old injuries that never healed right would flare up, and her muscles would ache regardless of whether she had a fever or not. she hates it, but sasha and anne always do their best to help her through the pain, constantly reminding her that they are there for her, that she is safe, and loved
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motherhenna · 8 months
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also apologies in advance: my dumb ass accidentally double-dosed my meds again this morning (I tend to operate on autopilot when refilling my pill organizer every week and often forget that I already took the friday dose earlier which is why it's empty) so don't be concerned if I'm like....SUPER online and talkative in the tags today. I did some research and math to make sure I shouldn't, like, go to the ER to get my stomach pumped from 80 mgs of adderal and it's pretty clear I'll be fine--one of the rare perks of being over 200 lbs I guess lmao. But yeah expect a LOT of activity today. It's not a manic episode or anything crazy just a side effect of a higher microdose of meth than usual
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luckiestplant · 29 days
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whenever i see something new i need to connect it to other things in my brain
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raspberry-arev · 10 months
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CHANGED, RAGING
I have had some big feelings about uni. I am on my last marble, and when I lose it... Oh my, those fuckers will be sorry
Content warning: mental illness, medication, alcohol, blood, suicidal ideation
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bells-of-black-sunday · 10 months
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I do think there's something really interesting about how darkin are used as explorations of ptsd and war trauma in league and the aspects just- made them be a prisoner in their own bodies for who knows how long. Unable to move, unable to think, only able to think. The way Aatrox is so desperate to cling onto what little of himself he can hold into while buried before someone picks him up is horrifying in itself. You can't really blame him for wanting to die even if he ends the world in the process.
I also think it's interesting how the darkin (aside from Xotaal of course) still see Aatrox as this great general who once led them in their march against the void that would scar and frscture them all in the end. Naafiri asking him not to die just yet almost seems like they want him to be alive so there's a pillar to hold onto. That there's something not worth fracturing over like when Azir died. It's interesting.
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xannorexic · 6 months
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my vapes burnt, I have like 2g of bud left, I'm on my last adderall and I'm abt to lose my shit
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superherokisser · 17 days
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also guys my mom literally gave me one of her anxiety meds(??)) this morning and i think it mademe worse and she’s giving me 2 tomorrow???are you even allowed to do that???????
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direnightshade · 2 years
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Since someone is asking about the fluffy aspects of Gladney fam can you please tell us some small headcanons about how the guys show their love for us? Whether that be physical touch or small, unspoken things they each do to make our day easier? Love you and the boys, bby! 😘❤️
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FIRST OF ALL. Let me drop this here because WHAT THE FUCK, MA’AM. My heart. 🥺
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Okay, here's my list of fluffy headcanons:
Jack
This man is a conversationalist. And one of his favorite things is to have us seated on his lap whilst he sits in his favorite armchair and listens to us tell him all about our day. He loves to hear us talk, loves to have a conversation about anything and everything with us even if it's a topic he knows nothing about.
He doesn't tell us this, but he is constantly checking in when we're not with him: using the Find My app to make sure we're okay when he hasn't heard from us in a while which is rare, checking in with the boys to make sure they're taking care of us when he can't. Jack's always looking out for us even in the moments we're unaware.
Kylo
Kylo shows a lot of his love through reassurance and praise. He's constantly telling us how proud of us he is and that even on the days we're really struggling with something, whatever that something may be, he lets us know that he recognizes the effort and appreciates it immensely.
He's also a fan of small touches. He considers them to be oddly more intimate, almost like an unspoken language where he can convey so much with something so small. It's a hand on our back at a function to let us know he's checking in and making sure we're okay, a hand on our thigh under a table to claim his stake on us without uttering a word, or a lingering kiss on our forehead to let us know he loves us.
Ben
We know Ben is heavy on physical touch and that's no exception when it comes to showing his love for us. This man is constantly straddling the line between fluff and feral, so he's constantly grabbing our ass, pawing at our thighs, putting his lips anywhere and everywhere. We know all the boys love our body, but Ben really is a worshipper and he's not shy to show us and reinforce that we're beautiful, especially on the days we struggle with body image.
Ben is probably the most outwardly romantic of all the guys, so he does a lot of grand gestures. That's just how Ben is: the bigger, the better in his eyes. There are a lot of surprises where Ben is involved; surprise dates, surprise day trips, surprise stealing us away from his brothers and pissing them off in the process. You name it, he's doing it. We are never short of love when Ben's around.
Matt
You'd think Kylo would be the schedule-oriented one when it comes to us, and sometimes that does ring true, but Matt is always ensuring we're on top of the day's plans. Pills? Vitamins? Whatever we're taking, he's got them lined up and ready along with a glass of water for us when we wake.
I know Matt really comes off as stand-offish to most when it comes to romance, but that's just because he has his own brand of contact. His grabs tend to be a little more possessive, of course: a hand gripping the back of our neck, our waist, our ass or our thigh. But that's just Matt, he's rough around the edges, but at the heart of it all, everything he does is with love.
Matt's a big educator like Jack when it comes to subjects he's passionate about. He doesn't share much with a lot of people, though, but he does share with us. He loves to teach us about botany, about anything STEM even if we aren't fully grasping the subject at hand. Quality time is a big thing with Matt and stealing us away to have alone time with us is one of the ways he can really open up and be himself.
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running-in-the-dark · 10 months
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my friend is visiting us tomorrow (yay!!), so I have to get up at a normal time, so I should sleep. but I have important things to do (reading reddit threads about several medications so that I'm prepared for my GP appointment next week (which I haven't even made yet and tomorrow is Sunday and also I will forget everything I read anyway so no I do not need to do that right now, but try telling my brain that.))
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