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cactibarber · 4 months
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I gave in this guy is insane and also exactly like me fr fr
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uh oh this was made for me!!!
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dokoni-mo · 2 years
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Can i request Vader taking our virginity? Pls? I feel like that would be hot af… like… imagine him fucking you slowly and praising you the whole time for being his good little girl 🥴
UMMM YES??? YOU MOST CERTAINLY MAY REQUEST THIS
(i made this gender-neutral friendly so that everyone can feel like they can read this and be like,, in the moment. I hope thats okay!!)
"Vader, please... I-I'm scared."
He reached down to you with a gloved hand and brushed the hair away from your heated, sweat-glossed face as he loomed overtop of you. His big, strong arms were on either side of you, pinning you down to the dingy cot you had in your quarters. The door was locked, the dim lighting of the room the only company the two of you had within its confinements.
"There is no reason to fret, darling." he told you, his gentle touch cool and soothing against your face, "I would never bring you any harm."
"I know that, but.. Everyone always says it hurts the first time anyway. It's not that I don't trust you, it's just..."
You felt him pick up his hand and move it down to hold your chin, his thumb pressing against the bottom of your lip. His version of a kiss, you took it to be.
"Just relax yourself, my sweet. I will be right here with you every step of the way. Do not be afraid to tell me to stop if it is too much."
Letting out a deep breath through your nose, you found yourself comforted by the sith's words. You gave him a small nod in response, confirming to him that you were ready. With that, he gave your cheek one last loving touch before his hands found their new home upon your bare hips. Gently, he lifted them up off the thin mattress, the springs below groaning in complaint at the sudden shift of your weight. With hazed-over eyes, you watched as your sith lover lined his strong, wide hips up with yours, the tip of his cock gently prodding against your entrance. As smoothly and softly as he could, he pressed himself into you, earning the gasp that escaped your lips as he did so. Slowly, he further slipped himself into your hole, letting out a few soft, deep grunts and grumbles as he felt you clench and soften around him. Your fingers were gripping the sheets below you as you felt him bottom-out inside you, a flurry of soft moans escaping past your lips and into the void of air around you.
"There you are, darling, good." he praised you, rubbing soft circles into either side of your waist, "So good for me."
Using his prior knowledge, he kept himself as still as possible as he gave you time to adjust to the foreign entity inside you, stretching you and permanently marking you as his. Watching your chest rise and fall over and over for a few moments, the dark lord waited until you gave him the okay to start moving, your hands reaching up to hold onto his shoulders as he did so.
Just like what you had heard, it did feel a bit uncomfortable at first. That was just a given. But, as he began to find a good rhythm, and you allowed yourself to relax more, good lord did it feel good. He knew exactly what the fuck he was doing. You allowed yourself to moan and gasp for him to make sure that he was aware of that, eventually building up the courage to move your hips in-sync with his. You weren't entirely aware of it at the moment, but he liked that. The way your body melded against his. The way your eyes looked up at him with such want and desire. Those pretty little moans that escaped past your lips.
He knew damn well you were the one for him.
"Good, darling, good. Always so good for me. You're mine now, do you understand? Mine. No man could ever possibly make you feel the same way. By the end of tonight, you will know this. Do I make myself clear, my sweet?"
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sylvies-kablooie · 4 months
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i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.
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inkskinned · 5 months
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i got rickrolled today but it didn't work because i have adblocker installed, so youtube just told me i violated the terms of service. yesterday i was trying to edit a picture as a joke for my girlfriend, and google made me check a box to prove i'm human because i wasn't "searching normally".
it isn't just that capitalism is killing fun and whimsy, it is that any element of entertainment or joy is being fed upon by this mosquito body, one that will suck you dry at any vulnerability.
do you want to meet new friends in your city? download this app, visit our website, sign up for our email list. pay for this class on making a terrarium, on candlemaking, on cooking. it will be 90 dollars a session. you can go to group fitness, but only under our specific gym membership. solve the puzzle, sign up for our puzzle-of-the-month-club. what is a club if not just a paid opportunity - you are all paying for the same thing, which makes you a community.
but you're like me, i know it - you're careful, you try the library meetings and the stuff at the local school and all of that. the problem is that you kind of want really specific opportunities that used to exist. you are so grateful for libraries and the publicly-funded things: they are, however, an exception - and everything they have, they've fought tooth-and-nail to protect. you read a headline about how in many other states, libraries have virtually nothing left.
do you want to meet up with your friends afterwards? gift your friends the discord app. you can choose to go to a cafe (buy a coffee, at least), a bar (money, alcohol) or you can all stay in and catch a movie (streaming) or you can all stay in bed (rent. don't get me started) and scream (noise complaint. ticket at least).
you want to read a new book, but the book has to have 124 buzzwords from tiktok readers that are, like, weirdly horny. you can purchase this audiobook on audible! your podcast isn't on spotify, it's on its own server, pay for a different site. fuck, at least you're supporting artists you like. the art museum just raised their ticket price. once, they had a temporary exhibit that acknowledged that ~85% of their permanent art galleries were from cis white men, and that they had thousands of works by women (even famous women, like frida! georgia o'keefe!) just rotting in their basement. that exhibit lasted for 3 months and then they put everything away again.
walmart proudly supports this strip of land by the street! here are some flowers with wilting leaves. its employees have to pay out-of-pocket for their uniforms. my friend once got fined by the city because she organized a community pick-up of the riverfront, which was technically private property.
no, you cannot afford to take that dance class, neither can i. by the way - i'm a teacher. i'm absolutely not saying "educators shouldn't be paid fairly." i'm saying that when i taught classes, renting a studio went from 20 bucks an hour to 180 in the span of 6 months. no significant changes to the studio were made, except they now list the place as updated and friendly. the heat still doesn't work in the building. i have literally never seen the landlord who ignores my emails. recently they've been renting it out at night as an "unusual nightclub; a once-in-a-lifetime close-knit party." they spent some of those 180 dollars on LEDs and called it renovating. the high heels they invite in have been ruining the marley.
do you want to experience the old internet? do you want to play flash games or get back the temporary joy of club penguin? you can, you just need to pay for it. i have a weird, neurodivergent obsession with occasionally checking in to watch the downfall and NFT-ification of neopets. if i'm honest with you all - i never got into webkins, my family didn't have the money to buy me a pointless elephant. people forget that "being poor" can mean literally "if i buy you that toy, i can't afford rent."
you and i don't have time to make good food, and we don't have the budget for it. we are not gonna be able to host dinner parties, we're not made of money, kid. do you want some kind of 3rd space? a space that isn't home or work or school? you could try being online, but - what places actually exist for you? tiktok counts as social media because you see other people on it, not because they actually talk to you.
there was a local winter tradition of sledding down the hill at my school. kids would use pizza boxes and jackets and whatever worked, howling and laughing. back in september, they made a big announcement that this time, rules were changing, and everyone must pay 10 dollars to participate. when im not scared shitless, i kind of appreciate the environmental irony - it hasn't gone below 40. so much for snow & joyriding.
i saw a bulletin for a local dogwalking group and, nervous about making a good first impression, showed up early. the first guy there grimaced at me. "sorry," he said. "there's a 30-dollar buy-in fee." i thought he was joking. wait. for what? the group doesn't offer anything except friendship and people with whom to walk around the city.
he didn't know the answer. just shrugged at me. "you know," he said. "these days, everything costs money."
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bereft-of-frogs · 1 month
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There’s that post that’s like ‘everyone should get into a tiny niche fandom at least once’ fully agree, that was really fun -- but I would like to add that everyone should get into a fandom where their opinions run counter to major fanon because it really teaches you about sticking to your guns and trusting your interpretation of the text without having to rely on peer validation
because WHAT are people talking about sometimes
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rhysnolastname · 6 months
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FJORD!!!!! HE KISSES JESTER LAURAS NOT HERE HE KISSED HER BLEW HIS AIR INTO HER LUNGS TO STOP HER FROM DROWNING AND NOWS HES DROWNING. ROMANCE‼️‼️‼️‼️
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apollos-boyfriend · 1 year
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“the writer’s strike will impact your favorite tv show!!!1!1!”
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raepliica · 10 months
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zookie-art · 23 days
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Shadows and light ~
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danielcalmdown · 3 months
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early morning, on the way to Martinaise
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noodles-and-tea · 2 months
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Back at it with my enchanted merthur shenanigans
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flamingpudding · 6 months
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Danny, the 'twig' Bouncer
The job was just a temporary solution. It was a means to an end. To help him handle his obsession until things were better. Until it was safe to be out again. Until he could roam around freely without fear. Until he no longer needed to lay low or be on the run. Until he could return to being Phantom.
This job helped keep his obsession somewhat sedated. Sure, it was a shady bar, but it beat working out in the open in some other way or becoming a non-ghost vigilante and risking his human persona too.
Besides people tented to underestimate him because he was a 'twig' in their eyes. The bar owner nearly didn't hire him until he easily flipped a human truck over his shoulder and threw the guy out the back door on his interview day.
But again this was just meant to be temporary. He got to fight the trouble makers and protect customers from the rowdy crowd.
At some point, the people even started cheering whenever Danny was on the clock, his coworkers even leaving the heavy hitters to him. It was kind of fun always seeing the sound looks of the big guys that didn't think Danny could throw them out the door with one hand. The owner had said something about getting more customers ever since Danny started working for him.
Danny even recognized regulars now. Tho there was this one guy with a red helmet that gave him a weird feeling. But the guy wasn't making trouble so Danny left him alone.
Besides the Bar Owner always pet his shoulder after he threw someone out. That meant he did a good job right?
Though Danny did wonder how long this temporary job would last.
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Yea his Fenton luck struck again. Danny didn't know faces. The bar was a shady place but neutral zone according to the owner but there was the golden rule of not messing with Joker. Danny had agreed even tho he didn't know who that guy was.
Soo the day came a clown made trouble in the bar and no one else appeared to want to do something. So what did Danny do? His job. He punched the guy, knocked him out and threw him right out the door a little too hard into a brick wall. He might have broken a couple of that clown guys bones. Hello trauma, Freakshow greets you.
The bar was dead silent right after, everyone staring at him like he had just signed a death sentence. The owner had then pushed him out the door and muttered something about sending Danny on vacation and to return in a month if he was still alive by then.
Did that mean he was fired or got a weird kind of promotion?
Why was that guy in a furry suit staring him down now?
Also why was the red helmet regular suddenly trying to hire him for his gang?
Really Danny just wanted a simple job that sedated his obsession, this was not what he expected to happen for a job well done.
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eriochromatic · 7 months
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Certain speculations on Crocodile's 14 year stay in Alabasta
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starfilledsea · 1 month
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trying to describe black sails to people is my personal sisyphean task. “it’s a pirate show” bad. “it’s functionally a prequel to treasure island but also it’s not at all” bad again, and also confusing. “it’s about pirates trying to destroy western civilization” mostly only true of the second half of the show and also doesn’t fully capture what i love about it. “it’s a pirate show about the power of stories, how civilization uses shame to keep people in line and turns them into monsters, and the power of queer rage. it’s got some of the best acting, writing, everything of any show i’ve ever seen.” the most accurate, but way too long and makes me sound pretentious and insane. send help i just want to talk about my favorite show.
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I truly, TRULY do not know how to say this, because the fact that I have to say it makes me feel like I am losing my grip on reality. But no, in the post-capitalistic anarchist utopia, I will not be relying on “autistic minecraft girlies” to be building inspectors because - and this may shock you - one of those occupations takes years of education in how to read and interpret hundreds of thousands of lines of regulations based on complicated math and physics that were the result of decades of tragedy and death, and the other one involves playing a children’s video game.
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stil-lindigo · 1 year
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the machine.
a comic about being a 'creator' online.
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