"Focusing is always a trade off; you get the power of accomplishing something in exchange for blindness to the wider world."
The Mind, Explained. (2021)
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Okok Can you please make a Afab reader x Simon where the reader is a squirter again except y/n never has before so Simon makes it his goal to make y/n squirt a few ways?
(afab!reader, mdni 18+)
BAHA! yes. 😶 all i'd be able to think about ever.
i think simon would actually be kind of embarrassed with himself when you're able to do it for the first time. not because he was taken aback by it happening. oh no, not at all, never at all. just the fact he was probably like "mm, i've not been fucking you good enough before? let me remedy that, sweetness."
in all honesty he wants to see how many different ways he can do it. does it by trial and error, and the best method he's able to do is through overstimulation. but he doesn't want to cheat and just build you up one way only to switch it up last second and say "i made you squirt on my fingers!" no. he wants to make you do it from start to finish. you squirt on his fingers, and he's playing with that pretty pussy for as long as it'll take. makes sure to rub that one spot you like so much, makes you seem pretty. but if your eyes are leaking with tears and you have drool coming out of your mouth, he doesn't care. only thing he wants to see is that pussy weeping for him.
he knows he can make you do it on his dick. aided by a little bit of positioning so you're lifted with no where to go but up and down his thick shaft. forces you to feel everything he wants to give you. and the way your clit rubs along his pelvis and drags on it for that little second you're slammed against him. the pressure of it has you seeing stars, and the way he might take a breather by holding you tight against him. grips your ass and forces you to grind down on him so he can keep stimulating you by having his cock reach juuust a little deeper. eventually you start gushing down his thighs and onto the floor, a little more coming out each time he brings your hips back to his because he hasn't quite noticed it yet. he's too lost in the weight of you on his cock.
but his other favorite way to do it is probably without inserting anything. he likes to think of it as the ultimate challenge. see how much you can take as he drags the underside of his cock back and forth, back and forth across your pussylips. makes sure to stop at your clit and swipe his tip over it so that it starts smearing his precum on you, then resumes the way he slides his cock between your folds. you're dripping all over him and he likes to see the way it collects on his balls. keeps slapping your clit with the head of his cock to see your legs twitch. makes you count how many times he does it until you squirt. doesn't count if you cum, it's if you squirt. and if you lose count? oh he'll probably punish you later.
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"I think distraction is a way of avoiding existential anxiety. Kierkegaard said that "Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom" and i think humans are fundamentally pretty ambivalent about being free. – On one hand, we say, "I want to be free," but when we're free, it feels, metaphorically, like we don't have gravity. And as a result a lot of people build these balls and chains into their lives, so that they don't experience this freedom."
– Srini pillay
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Ok we all talk about the Pevensies' trauma at returning to Earth at the end of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe and their trouble readjusting to life there again but think of all the funny/good parts too
They return from the country, and their mom is surprised when all her children hug her at the station. Even Peter, who thinks he's all grown up. Even Edmund, who went away surly and withdrawn. She doesn't know her children haven't seen her in over a decade.
They miss their dear Cair Paravel, but they absolutely do not miss its chamber pots. Indoor plumbing is amazing.
It takes a while to remember how modern technology works, though. How many heart attacks did the siblings give their parents or the professor because they walked into a dark room only to turn on the light and find the children sitting there in the dark. (They were by the window! There was still plenty of light from the sunset! They would have gotten a candle in a minute!) The kids sheepishly remember oh yeah electricity is a thing.
(Edmund has a new electric torch in Prince Caspian. He was so excited to get that torch. Almost more excited than you'd think a kid his age would be, and his parents expect Peter at least to tease him, but the siblings all agree light in your hand at the touch of a switch is terrific.)
Suddenly getting really high grades in some subjects and terrible in others. Their grammar, reading comprehension, spelling, vocab, even penmanship? Amazing. History and geography? They don't remember anything. One time in class Susan forgets Earth is round and wants to die.
Also they can never remember what the date is supposed to be because Narnia uses different months and years. They can estimate time really well by looking at the sun though, and Edmund at least can always tell which way is north etc without thinking about it (again, using the sun)
Okay but how many times did they go to pick something up or reach something and realize they are so much shorter and less muscled than they expect? It's a common sight to see Peter climbing on counters to reach a top cabinet, grumbling about how he's High King this is demeaning. (No he never takes the extra five seconds to grab a stool. He will climb that shelf.)
Peter and Susan being delighted because they are no longer almost thirty. (In a few years Edmund and Lucy will tease them about being old and their parents will not understand.)
Lucy doesn't have to deal with periods anymore for a few years yet. Susan might not either. Heck yeah
Lucy loves to climb into her siblings' laps and be cuddled. In Narnia she eventually she grew too big, but now she is small and snuggleable again. Peter is her favorite, and if she's upset, he'll tickle her and tell bad jokes until she's smiling again, but really she loves cuddling with all her family. She grew up without her parents; how many times did she just want to crawl into her mom's lap and her mom was a world away? Imagine the first time she realizes she can now. Or, imagine one day, a cold and grey sort of day, when the rain is pattering against the windows, and it sounds like the rain on the windows of the Professor's house, that first day they went exploring. It sounds like the day they played hide and seek. It sounds so like the rain on the windows of Cair Paravel, that if Lucy closes her eyes she can imagine she's back there, having tea and chatting with Mr. Tumnus before the fireplace of her room, and soon the rain will stop, and they will go out on the balcony and wave to the naiads and the dryads and the mermaids, who have come out to enjoy the rain and visit one other on the banks of the Great River winding past Cair Paravel down to the sea.
But if Lucy looks out the window, all she'll see is the rain over London, so it's not only a cold and grey sort of day, it's a lonely sort of day too.
Susan and Edmund are playing chess in the living room (and they must have studied with Professor Kirke, thinks their mother, because they certainly weren't that good when they left). Lucy goes over to Edmund, and oh dear, thinks their mother, now he's going to call her a baby and be horrible to her, but instead he picks her up and puts her on his lap without even taking his eyes off the chessboard; it's simply a matter of course.
"Doesn't the rain sound familiar?" says Lucy in a solemn, wistful way.
Their mother doesn't know what that means, but her siblings must, because Susan says, "Yes, Lu, it does,” and Edmund gives her a little hug with his free arm as she tucks herself under his chin to watch the chess match.
(Five minutes later there is a crash from the next room as Peter falls off a counter. Their mother does not understand the words he must have picked up from the Professor, but he's grounded for them anyway. His siblings have no respect for their High King, because they refuse to stop laughing.)
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