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konigsblog · 2 days

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whorentia or however it was spelt, literally has in her pinned post about not bullying people for their preferences, being yourself and having fun etc. but orla, when people do that to you, you have to accept it!!!! you can’t block them!!!! they might find something out about you!!! 💀

a reply also said people might just come across your post without realising you were a dark content writer after you literally already said that your posts have warnings. if that’s the case, it would literally be impossible to not know what they’re going to read. people are really trying to grasp at every last thing possible to make you look bad. deep down they know they can just block but for some reason they don’t and they choose to be upset about it. this is why these people have so much hatred, because they’re always so negative and can’t take responsibility of their own content consumption. i always wonder if these people are actually 18+ because the way they act always seems really immature.

honestly it's laughable!! i know exactly WHO they're talking about. because they're all friends, they're following each other. there's three people involved, and a couple names i won't be mentioning because i have a suspicion they may be underage, while one is a confirmed minor. definitely weird how one account made FOUR different accounts to send me a message simply because they couldn't keep their immaturity to themselves, then acted as if i was obsessed, while they probably have a whole group chat dedicated to me by the looks of it, it wouldn't surprise me.

look, people need to realise that you're not owed an explanation for why you're blocked. it was pretty funny to see them not make one singular valid and clear point and then call me immature for blocking them because they were being disrespectful and disregarding my boundaries, while they had made countless comments and accounts to try speak to me. i wasn't surprised they were underage honestly.

they acted as if i got my friends to harass them. i didn't get anyone to respond to them, my friends chose to do it, whether that's because they wanted to support me, or had an opinion they wanted to share themselves. when you post a comment publicly, you have to be prepared for comments, responses, and opinions form other people. if they didn't want to receive responses, then they should've kept their comment to themselves.

and the person you mentioned? yeah, pretty strange how they say you shouldn't judge someone for their preferences, while doing the exact same thing. these people are hypocrites; they don't care if it happens to you, just as long as it isn't them.

and the other person (you know who you are, if you're reading this — which you shouldn't be able to, considering you're blocked, but i assume you keep tabs on people... 🥴😬) they acted as if i blocked them because they asked me questions respectfully. they were respectful in the dms, but began to reblog hate posts about me. don't act oblivious. i mean seriously? what did you expect? when you reblog hate posts about me, agreeing with them in any way, i will 100% block you.

i won't continue talking about these people, and i won't be mentioning their usernames (unless you want to block them yourself, then message me), because again, i have doubts they're actually adults, and can tell one person in particular wants attention BADLY.

#tw: discourse

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bubbles0bop · 3 months

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Yuta Okkotsu Relationship Headcanons

My craving for content has led me to this

Under the cut^

Contains: Fluff!, a little bit of suggestive content, Jealousy, implied f!reader, pretty much all fluffy tho

this goes without saying but he's a cuddler- he's not the type to feel emasculated if he was the little spoon or to have you basically cradling him into your chest

you can't tell when you first get into a relationship, but he is the jealous type. he's honestly embarrassed about it so he tries to hide it at first but as you both become more comfortable, he starts to show his attachment more. Any time he catches a guy in your DMs he'll bashfully throw a couple of questions about this mystery guy before requesting you block him.

he will be very clingy for the rest of the day

he is a gift giver and he pays such close attention to the things you like online and suddenly, at the next chance he gets, they'll show up on your nightstand

he'll even do this as he's away on missions, sending you little notes, chocolates, and tokens of his affection so you know you're loved from afar 🩷

dates would be a little bit rare only because he would prefer to sit at home and do domestic activities like baking, cuddling, watching a movie, CUDDLING--

when he does take you out of dates it's usually very caring and a little bit elaborate, like taking you to the museum that you mentioned 6 months ago, or renting out a diner to yourselves (ugh i just love him- )

he's constantly attentive to you, which i think is one of his love languages. He will bring up things that even you forgot you said, "oh baby, here- i bought you this heating pad since you mentioned that your back sometimes hurts after school/work." 😭

don't even get me started about how he would treat you in your period he would feel so bad

when he'll come back from long missions, it usually means that he hasn't slept in days. he'll come to you with a nice warm hug before collapsing on the bed hoping you can cuddle him to a well needed sleep 🫶

he does like to have his personal attention, which means a lot of the time when you go out he'll either ask to go with you or hit you with the "but why can't you stay here and cuddle? 🥺"

god he's adorable. he doesn't mean to keep you away from your friends but he'll just miss you so much

I also get the vibe that he can cook so if you do decide to spend the night in, it'll consist of him treating you to your favorite meal. he'll have his sleeves rolled up while he hovers over the stove, you watching adoringly from the kitchen counter

maybe he'll even finish it off with a sweet treat 🫶

It mentions on the anime that he does have a preference for larger chests but i imagine that, like yuuji, that doesn't really affect his attraction to anyone

also i'm ngl i do kind of imagine him as kind of a closet perv, super touchy, but in a loving way

Note- let me know if you want more headcanons or if you would like other characters!

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lastwordsofadyingstar · 10 months

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71 :)

You can send it into DMs if you prefer.

Caffeine.

71) Start typing out your dirtiest fantasy you can think of and don’t stop til you get so embarrassed you can’t go on any longer. Just make sure it’s actually something you’re into!

Okay I've been thinking about this fantasy for around a week now but I've been too busy to fully entertain the thought. It started with the post you sent me (I think I reblogged it if anyone's curious) about someone recording while they're fucking my ass so that they can replay it later for me to watch. The idea of someone doing this then blackmailing me with the video in order to get me to do increasingly humiliating and degrading things just turns me on so much.

So I'm thinking that this is the first time anyone has ever fucked me, I'm a complete and utter virgin but instead of paying attention to my pussy they decide my ass is a way better hole for them to start with, it's tighter, they can go deeper and the best part is that it'll hurt me more. They're being all loving and attentive, kissing me gently, telling me how beautiful I'll look with my hole stretched out around them. Just doing all the right things to make me feel comfortable and at ease. Everything goes well, it hurts at first to have something so thick and hard stretching my virgin asshole, but I eventually relax into it. I'm mostly on all fours or on my stomach so I don't really notice them recording till the very next day.

I'm woken up the next day with them fucking my ass again, it's so sore from the previous night and I put up a bit of a fight, they're relentless pressing my down with their entire body weight as they wreck my hole. The only lube they're using is their cum they plugged into me from the previous night. My attempts at resisting seem futile as they're so much bigger and stronger than me, I eventually give up crying bitterly which only makes them fuck me even harder.

They eventually cum in me, once more my ass is a gaping mess full of their cum, my cheeks are tear soaked and yet I'm so wet there's a puddle that formed underneath me, which they tease me about relentlessly. Only a slut would get this wet from being fucked this roughly. I try telling them that I don't want to do this again and that's when she show me the videos they took, the one from the night before is tame but in this one I'm crying and begging for them to stop all while my pussy drips down my thighs and I make a desperate attempt to grind myself against the bed. I tell them to delete it, this soon turns to begging when they threaten to post it online if I don't do exactly what they want.

I have to option but to agree and their requests start out tame, I have to record myself putting increasingly large buttplugs I'm my ass every day. I'm to remain plugged constantly and throughout the day they'll randomly demand that I go into a restroom stall and take a photo to show them how obedient I'm being. This slowly devolves into bigger and bigger toys, till my ass is constantly ready to be used by them. I'm also made into their personal free use toy, merely a fleshlight they use to jerk off in.

Then their requests start to elevate, they start putting in household appliances into my ass, pens, markers at first to try and see how many will fit in me, then bigger things like the TV remote. Soon it turns into anything they can get their hands on, one day I'm cooking in the kitchen and they bend me over the counter take out my daily buttplug and shove an entire cucumber up my ass. Its incredibly humiliating but also makes me so embarrassingly wet. They record almost all of this so the material they use to blackmail me increases everytime. What's more embarrassing is how much I enjoy this torture, my brain gets fuzzy and my knees get weak everytime they use me.

Maybe it's Stockholm syndrome of some kind but this whole dynamic starts to feel comforting to me, then one day they blindfold me and tell me they have a surprise for me. I don't know what to expect but all I feel is my hands being tied behind me and a cool breeze passing over my bare skin, I'm bent over expecting the usual sadistic torture. What I don't expect are unfamiliar cocks stretching out my holes. It was established from the very beginning my pussy was a no go zone, only used to lube up cocks to fuck my ass. So now I'm bent over with two cocks in my ass and one in my mouth and from the sounds of it they're even more people in line waiting to use me. (Okay this is where I'm going to stop 😭)

I'm so incredibly horny right now so thanks for the ask and I hope you enjoy reading this <3

This isn't proofread btw so escuse any grammatical errors

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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 22 days

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To a Tea 1

No tag lists. Do not send asks or DMs about updates. Review my pinned post for guidelines, masterlist, etc.

Part of the Sweet and Spicy AU

Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as dubcon/noncon, and other possible triggers. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.

18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: A demanding customer grows increasingly needy.

Character: Raymond Smith

The title is a pun, don't @ me.

Please comment and reblog if it’s not too much. I always love getting to chat about these stories and hearing all your ideas! You all are wonderful and loved.

“He’s here,” Jenna’s warning brings you attention away from siphoning what’s left off the peppermint leaves into the fresh tin.

You glance over without any other directive. He always waits in that same spot. Even if the table’s empty, he doesn’t sit right away. You give you co-worker a look and smile as you put the lid on the tin and slide it out of the way.

You wash your hands thoroughly before you grab the cylinder of disinfecting wipes and sweep around the end of the counter. You step out onto the tea room floor as his eyes find you, expecting you. You’ve adjusted to his ritual, almost compelled to it.

“Hello, Raymond,” you great as you approach the empty table for two where he sits with his back to the wall and his eyes towards the door.

“Miss,” he greets in his way.

He’s a bit uptight. Others might say worse but once you learn his quirks, he’s very human. Even if everything else about him is mysterious.

Sometimes you build stories about him in his head. His glasses, his neatly styled hair, and his combed beard suggest a man with an eye for his appearance. His suits might be better fit to library or a professor’s podium. Not sleek enough for a board room. Then you think he might be a writer of sorts but you’ve never seen him with a laptop or pen and most of the local authors don’t show up without one or the other.

You take out a wipe and take your time in getting every inch of the table. You back up as he removes his jacket and you back out of his way. He sidles around the and sits, shoulders set as he grips the table and straightens it.

Whoever he is, he’s very precise.

“Usual?” You ask with a smile.

He looks at you and reaches to pinch the arm of his glasses. The first time he came in, you remember you could’ve melted at his gaze. So stony and unyielding, you wondered why he was even there. Now, there is an ease to it. He prefers the familiar and you have become that.

“Yes, usual,” he agrees.

You nod and swiftly turn on your heel. You go back behind the counter as Jenna snoops from behind the cookie display. You shake your head at her as you wash your hands a second time. He will certainly note that as well.

You go to steep his cup of English Breakfast as the other woman nears and watches the steaming water at your side.

“Don’t know how you do it. He should just have tea at home.”

“Can’t complain for business,” you shrug.

“Why bother? All that fuss for a cuppa.”

“Maybe he likes the ambience?” You suggest.

“He said the lights give him headaches.”

“Oh?”

“Well, he pays his bill. That’s all I ask for,” you add a teaspoon of milk, measuring it out exactly and you move the tab of the bag to hang to the left of the handle.

“Mm, and he sures asks a lot of you, don’t he?” She crosses her arms.

“Jenna,” you look towards the till where a customer waits.

“Ugh, you’re such a bore,” she chides.

You go back into the tea room and cross to Raymond’s table. You set the cup and saucer before him.

“Enjoy,” you insist.

“Cheers,” he hooks his finger into the handle and turns the cup to an exact angle.

You lean back on your heel and he raises his palm, “do you... have any suggestions?”

“For?” You wonder.

“I thought to try something with my tea today. What do you recommend?”

“Well, were we thinking something savoury or sweet?” You reply breezily, “our cheese scones are delicious, and there is the chives and onion bake. I sneak one every Friday. Erm, there are the white chocolate shortbread on special and I think we’ve sold out of the cherry tarts. Oh, if you’d like a combination, there is the cranberry cheddar scone. I don’t mind it but I hate the crumbles.”

He considers you thoughtfully and crosses his arms. He mills the decision with his lips clamped. His blues eyes narrow behind his lenses.

“Do you have plain shortbread?”

“Of course,” you chime, “two for a pound.”

“Two will do,” he agrees.

You hold your smile and once more set off on your mission. He might be stringent, a bit repressed, but you’ve dealt with worse customers. More demanding, sometimes outrightt rude.

You dip behind the counter and grab a plate. You use the tongs to take two of the shortbread biscuit and place them on a clean plate. You take a napkin with you and once more emerge from behind the displays.

You approach Raymond as he sips his tea. You put the plate and serviette before him. He thanks you and adjusts his tie, letting his hand drift down his vest.

“Is that it, sir? Tea alright?”

“That’s it,” he affirms.

“Great, you know where I’ll be,” you chirp and spin.

You stop before you can bring your foot down as he calls your name. He’s only ever said it once. The first time you met. It’s always ‘miss’.

You turn to face him, “yes?”

“Your apron strings are uneven...” he says. “Just figured... I’d warn you.”

You nearly laugh. What an odd thing to worry about. You reach back behind your waist and feels the lengths. Sure enough, you’ve tied them entirely off kilter. You suppose you don’t pay too much attention to that.

“Thanks for letting me know.”

He nods and examines one of the cookies. Then his eyes flick up and keep you from another retreat, “I could fix it.”

“Oh, er, that’s fine,” you wave him off, “not a big deal.”

“It doesn’t bother you?” He wonders.

“Not really,” you shrug, “does it bother you?”

His brows raise slightly and he taps the cookie, shaking off the crumbs as much as he can. He leans forward and nibbles over the plate, making certain not to litter over the edge. He puts the biscuit down and wipes his fingers on the napkin.

“It does,” he says.

You won’t laugh at him. It would truly be at his expense, it’s just a very unexpected offer. You put your arms straight, “if you want.”

You near and turn your back to him. You sense him leaning forward as you stand stalk straight and watch the tea room. The smell of cinnamon and cloves fills the warm space, the shades giving an orangish hue to the din. There are low tables near the center with pillow seats, and the high tables along the walls. You know all the creaks and cracks better than your own home.

You feel him tug the knot loose and his fingers work agilely to tie a new knot. He lets it hang but just as quickly looses it again. You try not to move as he does it several times before he relents.

“There, ears and tails match,” he declares.

You step away and turn to send him a smile, “thanks.”

He doesn’t say anything, only raises his cup and doffs it in a kind gesture before he sips. You twist away again. You should help Jenna before the rush begins. That’s the only thing about Raymond, he does take up a lot of time.

#raymond smith #dark raymond smith #dark!raymond smith #raymond smith x reader #the gentlemen #drabble #sweet and spicy #au #series #to a tea

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transbunnyboi · 2 months

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Hi, hi, hi!! It's ur fav bunnycunt hairy boi again!!! ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১ I'm the most insatiable bunny here!! Previously @t4tbunnyboy (still there, but it was a sideblog!!)

My name is Jervi, you all know that. You can also call me Bunny, Hare or something like that !!! Age: 27 Height: 4'11" (I know…) No surgery!! On T, ftm, blond w/ brown eyes!!! Also around my eyes is rlly pink/red and I have an overbite with big teeth sooooo i rlly am a bunny boy i guess hehehe !!!

18+ BLOG!!! Minors DNI (DO NOT INTERACT) !!!!! If you do not have your age in bio or pinned, you will be blocked :3 31+ DNI !!!! Taken!!!! :33333

This acc is here so I can be uhmmmm a slutty fag online!!! HOWEVER!! I don't like DMs aaa I heavily prefer asks and will prolly ignore ones asking for dms srryyyy !!!

Petnames I like: Bunny (obvi), Rabbit, Hare etc., anything with boy in it (good boy, pretty boy yk), prince, uhmmmm uhmmm professor. Oh, also breeding toy :3 (uhmmm i also rlly rlly REALLY like being called a faggot pleaaase call me this hsdgfjhdgf) Names I don't like: Kid/Kiddo, angel, princess, anything with girl in it. that's pretty much it !!

Yes (bold I love); breeding, edging, light cnc, size difference, praise, somno, exhibitionism, intox, overstimulation, knife-play, hypno (either way), primal play, fear (?? Idk i like being scared while i'm getting fucked), petplay, Vampire kink, stalking (which plays into the fear thing I have uhmmm), soft cnc, slight degradation (mainly calling me. a faggot...) ummm there's more but I can't think

NO: feet stuff, anal, misgendering/detrans, ageplay, raceplay, vomit or anything unhygienic (I'm germophobic aaa), deepthroating, etc. I guess I'll think of more to add here but chances are if its along these lines, i won’t enjoy it.

Send asks plsplsplsplspls Ask me questions, tell me what to do, tell me dirty things!!!

i’m extremely horny and I want nothing more than attention pleaseee !! ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১

OH I forgot!! Terfs, Nazis, pedos or anyone who is fucking weird/a terrible person will be beheaded if I see them !!! ૮꒰ ྀི >⸝⸝⸝ ྀི꒱ა Emojis that are taken: !!(he/him), ⭐,💜(they/he/she), 🦈, 🐦(they/he/she), 🐱, 🦴, 🧬(he/him),💙(she/her), ⚰️ (he/they/it), ☕ (he/it), 🪻 (he/they), 🫧, 🖊️ (they/them/he/him), ❄️(he/him), 🏴‍☠️(They/them/it/its),🌿 ( he/they), 🐸, 🦇 (any),🍃(any), 🍒, 🗡️, 🐶 (they/them), 🦗, ⚡️(he/him), ♥️ (they/them), 🐾, 🐺(he/they), 👻(he/him), 🌱 (they/it), 🪷 (he/him), 🌷 (she/they), 📋, 🦊 (she/her),🗣️(he/him),🍷 (he/him), 🐭 (he/it), 🐉 (They/He/It), 🪽 (fae•faem), 🦚, 💏, 🫀(he/him), 🇨🇵, 🐏 (she/it), 🌹(he/him), 🌸, 🦷

#puppoy archives is the tag I made for those who wanna read about my uhm. ADVENTURES with my ??? co-worker :3

The discord server for anons is available for those who ask for the link (you have to state your age when you send asks for the first time, and restate it when you ask for server) :3

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the-traveling-poet · 3 months

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hello there!

alright, hc...what do you think about Levi with a partner that has adhd? as in inattentive adhd?

like...very forgetful, can't focus to save their life, careless mistakes that they don't even notice, short attention span, "smart but lazy", impulsive, very emotional and literally just jumping from one topic to another while talking, withdrawing suddenly and this intensely mood swings man, they're the worst (I have adhd, lol).

basically the whole thing...how do you think Levi would handle that?

and thank you, I absolutely love your work🫂❤️

Headcannon no. 11

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ADHD

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A/N: anon I FEEL you. for me it’s disassociation so I’mma add that to the HC list here :)

I hope I did this justice for your preferences!

taglist: @21aurora @deepzombieyouth @braunsbabe

(If you’d like added to the taglist, just DM me :) )

Enjoy~

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At first, he really couldn’t understand what qualified you as a reliable soldier to humanity.

But after working near you; both fresh out of boot camp, and then later outside the walls, he started to understand.

While your attentjon seemed to come and go on matters both huge and small, in the best and the worst of timing, he saw how close of attention you paid to every little detail. Even if it was forgotten for a short time until it became useful to you.

He grew to admire these attributes, slowly but surly growing accustomed to your mannerisms and the charm that came with your accidental inattentiveness. This eventually sparked a friendship, and after some time, feelings.

When he proposed the idea of his growing affections to you after some time to think, he’d have expected your reaction to be simple; either shocked or joyed.

He wasn’t at all expecting your distracted response.

“Well yeah, I knew that. I just figured I’d wait till you said something. But also it’s cause I forgot to tell you that I knew.”

You were refreshing to him, in some way.

He realized he could tell you the same story twice and watch your face light up in amusement if you had forgotten the tale.

Though he might see it as incompetent from others, he appreciated the way you’d sometimes forget to lace a strap on your uniform, or simply became too distracted to finish the job. This always enabled him to fix it for you with the excuse to double check your safety and be nearest to you.

The times your emotions got the better of you, regardless your reaction, helped remind him that it was okay for him to feel things, too. And in this way, he could talk it out with you and vise versa. After some time of this, it drastically reduced his stress.

Whenever you would disassociate or zone out, it gave him the opportunity to really study and admire you; as well as to have a moment’s break from how long you’d been going over the topic at hand. He’d never admit it if you ever zoned back into reality and caught him, but he adored examining your side profile when you’d cut yourself off from a conversation you’d been having. It was endearing, really.

Your occasional mood swings gave him entertainment at times, as well. Not that he would ever laugh at your expense, but watching you go from bouncing off the walls with excitement to kicking your feet through the grass with a scowl always kept him on his toes. Something he really appreciated, as being complacent in any way bothered him.

Your relationship with Levi constantly kept him curious and observant. He was never bored, never forced into a repetitive loop of events. With you, every day had a new adventure.

Whether that adventure was ensuring your saftey and reminding you to maintain your health on a daily basis, or listening to you ramble on over one of your hyper-fixations in the earliest hours of the morning when you decided sleep could wait. And decided for him that he could do the same.

He would always pretend to be disgruntled by it all, but the way he stared into your eyes with such adoration and excitment rimming his irises behind closed doors told you all you needed to know.

You made him worry about things he’s never considered before, opening his mind to new topics and ways of doing things. And he wouldn’t change that for anything.

His fellow veteran associates would catch him with his hand on the small of your back to protectively walk you from one side of the room towards the other, or tying up your hair for you on the field when you’d forgotten a band for yourself.

He was always prepared, but now that he was with you he took many more precautions. And it made him feel useful to you, no matter how big or small his gestures were.

Levi was always an attentive man, but your ADHD now had him conditioned to be even more so.

He saw it as a challenge some days, always watching and guarding your six. But he loved a good challenge, and always rose to the occasion without any prompt.

ADHD and all, Levi’s devotion to you would grow stronger than any attachment he had to anything else. You made his protective side come out, yet softened him all the same with your adorable antics. Through every struggle, he was there to support and help.

You were his favorite challenge; his favorite investment.

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fandomxpreferences · 11 months

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A Heart That Bleeds

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Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Female!Reader

TW:angst, cheating, heartache, fluff, mention of drinking, I think thats all

Summary: Rafe betrays you in the worst way. This is set up to be choose your own adventure. There is an Angst ending and a Hurt to Comfort ending labeled and you can scroll to whichever you prefer!

Dating Rafe comes with its perks and downfalls. He showers you with love and affection, buys you lavish gifts, and always makes sure you're taken care of. He insists you're his princess, and he makes sure to treat you as such.

On the flip side, being with the Kook King comes with a constant influx of competition; though Rafe insists the women who constantly beg for his attention can't compete where they can't compare.

In the beginning, it didn't bother you. In fact, it was almost a sense of pride the way women would eye you with jealousy as Rafe kept his hand planted firmly on the small of your back. You've never been one to be insecure; you know your worth and you know Rafe loves you.

Over time it became a persistent and annoying sore spot. Though he's never given you any reason to worry or doubt him, the never-ending batting of eyelashes and unrelenting flirting has taken a toll.

It nags in the back of your mind, an incessant worry that he'll get bored or find someone better. He never hesitates to put these concerns to rest with reassuring whispers, but it only quells the ache until another blonde with a perfect body flashes her pristine smile.

Despite your fears of Rafe leaving you, him cheating has never crossed your mind. Which is exactly why your stomach drops when you open up the DM that you've been staring at for the past ten minutes.

Hey, I'm so sorry to be that girl, but I saw you on Rafes insta and wanted to tell you that we hooked up at a party last weekend. I didn't know he had a girlfriend, I'm genuinely sick over it.

You blink down at the words until they start to blur together, re-reading it until you feel the dull thud of an oncoming headache start to form. You briefly think that it's a cruel joke until you click on her profile.

She's not from Outerbanks, her bio states that she's in a sorority at UCLA on the other side of the country. There's no logical explanation for how she would know Rafe, or about the party you couldn't attend at the boneyard unless she's telling the truth.

Your fingers hover over the keyboard, trying to figure out how to respond as the blinking cursor mocks you.

Do you have proof?

It's a simple question, one that you almost don't want the answer to. If she does, then that means your heart is about to be ripped out of your chest. If she doesn't, the doubt has already been planted and it'll eat away at you that you'll never really know.

Your phone dings again, and this time you open the message instantly. It's a photo of her and Rafe; one where she's smiling brightly and he's turned away, clearly unaware of the selfie being snapped.

I'm so fucking sorry

The first hot tear of many splashes against the bright screen, and you shake your head.

It's not your fault. It was his responsibility to be loyal, not yours. Thank you for telling me.

You click the lock button before deciding to just turn it off completely. You need time to think, and the last thing you want is for Rafe's name to pop up. Your back leans against your headboard as you stare straight ahead at the wall.

The tears seem to flow endlessly, your arms wrapped around your knees as you process his betrayal. Your lip starts to quiver as your throat constricts, and you can feel the sob bubbling up in your chest.

As soon as it rips free, more follow in quick succession until you're wailing into your hands. There's a knock on your bedroom door and you freeze, praying that whoever it is goes away.

"Y/N? Babe, are you okay?"

Sarah's voice rings out and your eyes squeeze shut. You completely forgot that you made plans to hang out. You do your best to stabilize your watery voice, hoping to sound convincing.

"Yeah, I just don't feel well. I meant to text you and cancel."

There's a beat of silence and you momentarily think that she bought it. In reality, she had heard you from all the way down the hallway and is debating whether to call your bluff. She lands on the latter and opens the door gently, taking a step into your bedroom.

"What happened?"

It's only two words, but it's enough to turn you back into a blubbering mess. Her eyes widen as she races toward you, her arms engulfing you immediately while pressing your head into her shoulder.

You return the embrace, collapsing into her as your heart bleeds. You stay there for a few minutes before turning your phone back on and handing it to her with the messages open.

She takes it from you with a frown, reading it quickly while her free hand rubs up and down your back in soothing motions. Her stomach sinks upon seeing what has you upset, and rage floods her system along with confusion.

This doesn't make any sense. Her brother loves you more than anything, she sees it every time you're with him. He wouldn't do this to you; yet the evidence is staring her in the face.

She stays silent as she crawls under the blankets with you and holds you close. She doesn't press for more information or ask questions, she simply exists with you at this moment and tries to console you the best she can.

The two of you stay like that until you fall asleep, and she stays awake for a while to make sure you don't stir. Her eyes dart to your phone when it starts vibrating, and she clenches her teeth at the photo of you and Rafe at midsummer's as he calls you.

She lets it go to voicemail, finally shutting it back off when he calls three more times followed by a slew of texts.

You're awoken the next morning by a knock on your bedroom door, your swollen eyes slowly fluttering open.

Your head is pounding, and the events from last night come rushing back as nausea washes over you. Sarah is still next to you, her body shifting as she starts to rouse. Another knock comes, a little harder this time and you scowl.

"Who is it?"

Your voice is raw after hours of screaming and crying, and your hand comes up to rub at your throat.

"It's me, baby. You haven't answered any of my calls or texts."

The familiar voice sends a sharp pain through your chest, and Sarah sits up while shooting you a worried glance. She's about to say something when your voice rings out, and she visibly winces at the venom dripping off your tongue.

"Go the fuck away."

On the other side of the door, Rafe pales at your harsh command. You've always had a temper and a sailor's mouth, but it's never been directed at him. Not even in the midst of fights that have you ripping your hair out.

You sound cold and emotionless, and suddenly panic claws at his chest.

"Wha- baby what's wrong?"

He sounds genuinely upset, and that only pisses you off more. How dare he act scorned when he's the one that destroyed your relationship?

"Why don't you ask Emma?"

Your door is abruptly ripped open to reveal a wild-eyed Rafe, terror clear on his chiseled features. Sarah's eyes dart between the two of you for a second before she lets herself out, sending her brother a cruel glare as she passes him and knocks into his shoulder.

"Baby…"

His voice is already shaky, and you watch him from your place in bed.

"Don't call me that, Rafe."

His heart plummets upon hearing you call him by his name; something you never do. You refer to him exclusively with sweet nicknames, and the gravity of the situation starts to hit him.

"Did you fuck her?"

His mouth opens and closes a few times, trying to figure out of this is some horrible nightmare he can wake up from. He quickly discovers it's not, and he's left to face the consequences of his actions.

"What?"

He isn't trying to play dumb, he just genuinely didn't hear you over the ringing in his ears as his entire world crashes and burns at his feet.

"Did I stutter? I said did. you. fuck. her?"

Each word is punctuated with a short pause, and his hands wring together as your iciness freezes his blood solid. He nods slowly, and you stare him down in a way that makes him shrink back.

The devastation in your eyes nearly causes him to be sick; unable to live with himself knowing he's the cause of your anguish.

"No, I need to hear you admit it."

Hot tears rush past his waterline, falling so fast and heavy that they drip straight off his face and onto your carpet.

"Yes, I-"

He pauses for a moment, having to force himself to even speak the words that taste like acid.

"I fucked her. I was blackout drunk. I barely knew my name and that's no excuse, but you can ask the guys-"

You cut him off, your eyes narrowing into thin slits.

"Topper and Kelce knew? So I've been walking around looking like a fucking idiot for a week while you all lied to my face?!"

His mouth hangs open while he flounders, wracking his brain for something that can make this better. He knows there's nothing he can say to undo the harm he's caused, but it doesn't stop him from trying.

"Pl-please. I'm so sorry. Ba- Y/N, you have to know that I regret it more than anything. I love you so much. So fucking much, and I never ever wanted to hurt you. If I could take it back I would in a heartbeat."

Your silence is deafening as you mull over his words, your own emotions selling you out as salty tears overflow.

"If the roles were reversed, if I was the one who slept with someone else, would you be able to forgive me and move past it?"

Your question hangs in the air, and he waits for a second before answering.

"It would be hard but yes. I love you and I want to be with you, so yes. I'd learn to trust you again."

He means it from the bottom of his heart. There is legitimately nothing you could ever do to make him give up on you.

"Why don't we put that to the test then? See if you really mean it."

He looks up at you from where he collapsed to his knees at the edge of your bed, literally begging for forgiveness.

"Wait, what?"

You shrug casually, a stark contrast to the sorrow clearly displayed on your wet cheeks, and elaborate.

"If you're so sure you could forgive me after someone else has touched me and seen me and heard me in those most intimate moments, then let's prove it. I'll go out to fuck a random touron and the score will be settled."

The idea nearly makes him dry heave, yet he knows he doesn't have a leg to stand on. If that's what it takes, then he'll do it. Even if it does kill him inside. He isn't sure if you're serious or just want to hurt him, but either way, he can't blame you.

You have every right to be petty and spiteful.

"If tha-"

Your voice rings out over his, and he hates himself for the sheer heartache that can be heard as you strain to talk. Your words are barely coherent as your voice raises several octaves, your throat clamping down like a vice.

"You didn't even tell me. You turned me into that girl. The clueless girlfriend that has to find out from the other woman. Do you know how much worse that is?"

His vocal cords nearly collapse as he openly cries, the pain in his chest too much to bear.

"I'll do anything. Just- please. Please I can't lose you."

HURT TO COMFORT

Your gaze meets his, and you feel your resolve start to crumble. Despite the circumstances, seeing him in agony hurts you just the same.

He notices your demeanor soften and moves to sit next to you while pulling you into his lap. Against your better judgment, you let him; finding comfort in the same man that broke you.

"Baby, you have to believe me when I say I would never ever knowingly do that. I would never intentionally hurt you, but I did and I recognize that. I'll never touch alcohol again if it means that I get to hold you and love you. There is nothing in this world more important than you."

The last of your strength shatters and you fall forward while weeping into his neck. He wraps his arms around you, rocking back and forth as he pets your hair and peppers kiss to the top of your head.

"You broke my fucking heart, Rafe."

His eyes pinch shut, your words cutting through him like a hot knife through butter.

"I know, baby. I'm so sorry. I should have had enough respect to tell you. I promise I will spend the rest of my life putting it back together. Please, just give me the opportunity."

He breathes a sigh of relief when you nod and wrap your arms around his neck, fresh tears stinging his eyes. He almost lost you, and you would have had every right to walk away.

Yet here you are in his arms, putting the heart he crushed back in the palm of his hand. That's who you are. You're forgiving and gracious, even in the darkest of times. You love him as much as he loves you and you're just as willing to work through any problems as he is.

He revels in your scent, committing every last detail to memory. The way you mold against him, the feel of your soft skin under his palm, the combination of coconut shampoo and cherry lip gloss that he adores so much.

He holds you tighter, terrified that if he lets go he'll never get to experience this again. He knows the road to healing is long and grueling, but he'll walk barefoot over glass if you ask him to. As long as you have each other, you can get through anything.

ANGST

You shake your head, the smell of his cologne and just his overall presence clouding your mind.

"You lost me as soon as you had her."

The simple statement causes Rafe to choke on a sob, and he clambers up on the bed. Your eyes shut tightly as he leans his forehead against yours while his hands hold onto your face as if it's the last time he'll ever touch you.

The heart-shattering fact that it probably is slams into you like a train and you keep your eyes closed. If you open them and see him staring back at you for even a second, you know you'll cave.

"I love you."

His voice is sincere as he whispers the phrase softly, and it only causes more grief to swim in your chest.

"No."

You feel his head slowly shake from side to side and push him off of you.

"Don't say that."

You turn your head to the ceiling and peel open your eyelids, blinking quickly to try and stop the tears.

"No, Rafe. I never would have done this to you. You knew I was insecure and you hurt me in the worst possible way. I will never look at you the same. I can't hug you or kiss you and not think about what it was like when you were doing the same things to her. I'll never be able to marry you. I can't spend the rest of my life in fear. I deserve more than that."

All the anger has melted away, replaced with a searing hot pain that feels like a serrated knife being twisted in your heart.

"We could have had everything. We were happy. You threw it all away, and I'm not going to be the naive girl that gives you a chance to do it again. When someone shows me who they are, I believe them. This is all on you. I gave you everything I had, and I can sleep in peace knowing that's the truth. I'm not going to forgive you just so you don't drown in guilt. Choke on it as you watch me have a happy life knowing that you could have lived it with me."

He opens his mouth to respond, and you point to the door while making eye contact for the last time.

"Get out."

It's quiet, but full of conviction and he clings to your waist.

"No. No, I'm not letting you go."

You try to peel his arms off of you, fighting the urge to let him stay.

"Stop, Rafe. You need to leave."

He's desperate now, pleading as if his life depends on it.

"No! I'm not walking away from us!"

He's just below a shout now and you start kicking him away.

"You don't get to make that choi-"

He interrupts you, not willing to give up without a fight.

"This can't be over! I can't live without you!"

You launch out of bed as soon as you break free from his grip, your voice screaming loud enough to shatter glass.

"Get the fuck out, Rafe!"

Sarah runs back into the room upon hearing you, and steps in front of her brother.

"You have to leave before the cops get called, Rafe. Go."

She's trying to shove him towards the door, but it does little to budge his sturdy frame. He looks down at her, and her heart squeezes at the torment in his eyes.

"No, Sarah. Please, she's the love of my life."

His voice is broken, despair seeping out of every pore.

"I know, Rafe. I know. But you have to listen, okay? This isn't helping anyone."

He takes one last look at you curled up on the floor, trembling as sobs wrack your body, and deflates. He doesn't want to hurt you anymore, and so he turns on his heel while Sarah collapses next to you. His knees nearly give out as he walks to his truck, a broken shell of the man he once was.

@genius2050

#rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron fic #rafe cameron angst #rafe cameron fluff #Rafe Cameron #outer banks imagine #outer banks angst #outer banks fic #outer banks

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sugarmasonmearii · 1 year

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[Repost] Mario Pokémon Trainers Series

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Almost a year ago, I started this mini drawing series, where I drew the eight well-known human main characters from Super Mario in outfits of the player trainers from all Pokémon regions, in (almost) their official 2D art style, by Shigeru Miyamoto. It's actually hard to capture the full essence of the 2D art style, so I could only get as close as I can. But I think I did okay.

The inspiration behind this series was the stickers from Mario Party Superstars, and since I had been drawing so much Pokémon and missed drawing some Mario, yeah this was the result.

Three months of work, and I did all of this before on computer mouse so it's no easy task. Although after I did Yoshi, I closed off this series and moved on to making more Commissions and finishing my own projects. Despite that, these still get the attention of many in DeviantArt, not so much on Twitter anymore cuz these are literally my first art entries in that site.

I chose a Pokémon from the region assigned to each character:

Mario - I chose Kanto for him, as well as Pikachu because the first Generation is the mascot region of Pokemon, reflecting Mario being the mascot of Super Mario ofc.

Luigi - Johto is actually a region beloved by a lot of people, and Luigi is almost the same, sometimes even more preferred than their counterparts. Although Chikorita's there cuz... green.

Peach - My origin region Hoenn. I chose Skitty for her cuz pink and cute, and perfect for a princess like her.

Daisy - Ironic for a Princess living in a hot biome to be assigned in the coldest region, but at least she has a shiny fellow warm-biome friend Luxio.

Wario - Unova, like Wario and Warioland series, two things that only get the love they deserve way later. Picked Tepig for him, although there are other Unovan Pokémon that'd fit along.

Waluigi - The least loved region, paired with the unloved Luigi Clone. Inkay is due to its evolution method, which also alludes to Waluigi's emblem being an inverted L.

Rosalina - Frankly it's due to the Minior why I assigned her to Alola.

Pauline - Same thing with Grookey that's why she's assigned to Galar.

Yoshi - Someone begged and guilt-tripped me nonstop from the comments in DA, that's why this thing happened. 😑 This too is why I had to strictly implement the "No Free Art Requests!" rule.

Will the series continue? Apparently it did because of this commission. But again, I don't intend on voluntarily continuing this series. So if your character didn't came out, you can always commission me :) ...

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If you're interested in a commission from me, [do check here] for details. Or you can check my [Carrd art commissions.] Or you can DM me too.

You can support me via [Ko-fi] and/or [Patreon] too!

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Fanart: Me Super Mario and Pokémon: (c) Nintendo and Game Freak

Do not rip, trace, steal, copy, distribute, or use without consent please!

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maya-delights · 3 months

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Welcome to my blog~

New to nsfw tumblr

Minors do not interact. 18+ only

DNI if you're under 20 either

About me!

✩ Call me Maya or Cindy, or "babygirl" , or anything else you want~ love when people call me nicknames <3

- I'm a 23 year old virgin girl (she/her) | Bisexual with a heavy preference for older men and women. Switch and aspiring baby for a daddy (or mommy!) | eng/esp

Interests!

✩ Daddy & Mommy, Breeding, Worship, Edging, Overstimulation, CNC, Somno, Free Use, Public Use, Breast Play, Pregnancy, Breastfeeding, Water Sports, Pet play, Sir & Ma'am <3

Not interested in: Aggressive kinks, punching, kicking, insulting, etc

I wanna be your little play thing <3 send me what you'd like to do to me

Would love to indulge in RP, sending nudes, sharing nudes (no face pics!) and please ask me about my pretty tits~

DM's and Asks open! i’m most likely to respond to those

Things I'm not interested in:

✩ Seeing others selfies, unsolicited pics, video calls or similar.

✩ Don't demand that I send you pics :(( You have to earn it!

I want attention, tasks and requests!!

#pinned info #nsft #bd/sm kink #bd/sm pet #breeding k1nk #submisive and breedable #subby mood #feeling needy #petpl4y #daddy's good girl

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babygirlbondage · 10 months

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Pinned Post

♡ ~ Ageless bios get blocked! This is an 18+ blog! Minors, terfs, homophobes, transphobes, etc DNI

Introduction

Punishment From My Little Game (10/21/23)

Minutes of edging remaining - 2,348/2,400 (~39 hours)

Orgasms remaining - 0/43

♡ ~ Dont let my @ fool you l'm not a girl I'm just too lazy to change it. This isnt my first kink blog and l'm sure it wont be my last

♡ ~ My name is Vix but you can call me puppy, slut, darling (if subbing), master, sir, mommy/daddy (if domming), or other pet names of your choosing (I’ll tell you if I dont like it or arent comfortable with it)

♡ ~ Asks are always open so feel free to put anything there. I'll get around to answering them eventually and you can be as needy or pathetic or desperate as you want. I’d love to bully you for it <3 (honestly I prefer asks over DMs just to start off and I’m more likely to give you attention that way) All asks are tagged with #vix.asks

♡ ~ DMs are closed for now please respect that

♡ ~ 21, agender, t4t (mainly), switch, he/they/it/xe/fae

♡ ~ Seeing as I dont own a pet of my own right now, all my attention is yours puppy

♡ ~ Violating any of my boundaries, being a shitty person (transphobic, homophobic, etc), or repeatedly messaging after I tell you to stop is a great way to be blocked so dont do it

♡ ~ All my own posts are tagged with #babygirlbondage, #vix.asks, #vix.teases, or #vix.rambles

Anon Pets - 🍯, 👉👈, bunny, a random pup, 👑, 🩷, 🙈, 🍃, 🦇, 📻, Prince, S, 🌻, 🌱, 🪻, 0.0, 🎠, Sir, chaos, 🫀, 🐻, 🐇🐗, 🪶, 🐛, 🍒, viridian, bounddiapcub, ✨, 🌧️, puppy🩵, 🧸, 🐝, zippy, ♾️, 🪽, 🐾, 💫, ch3rry, Owner (hehe hi daddy~), 🍰🍓, 👾

More About Me Under the Cut

♡ ~ DMs are closed for now use my inbox if you wanna talk to me. i may give you explicit permission to DM me, other than that say out please

♡ ~ I may be owned but l'm allowed to fuck around (thats mostly directed at subs, you're cute and Id love to hear your confessions in my inbox)

♡ ~ Happily owned by @viridianoflies and @tiecho !!!!

♡ ~ If this account gets deleted for whatever reason I'll probably come back as some form of babygirlbondage (babygirl-bondage, babyygirlbondage, etc)

♡ ~ vix.teases for reblogges where i say shit, vix.rambles for random mostly non kink stuff

Kinks and Boundaries

Kinks ~ puppy play, anal, denial, bondage, degradation/humiliation, praise, pet play, sadism/masochism, impact play and spanking, orgasm control/forced orgasms, rules and punishments, objectification, dumbification, monsterfuckers, md/lg, cnc, free use, kidnapping, piss play, somno, and more

Limits and Hard No's ~ scat, gore, race play, detrans, bestiality, incest, feederism, body mutilation

updataed 10/27/23

DNI (again)

Minors

Pedophiles

Terfs

Racists

Homophobes

Transphobes

Zoophiles

Ableist

Just don't be as asshole

#babygirlbondage #vix.asks #vix.teases #vix.rambles #t4t nsft #t4t dom #t4t sub #trans nsft #trans dom #trans sub #t4t k!nk #t4t kink #trans kink #trans k!nk

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doumadono · 7 months

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Hiiiii!

Your annoying anon here! 🔥🔥🔥

sunday is approaching so I'd like to again ask for Enji Todoroki and maybe... reader wearing really short skirt! I wanna know his reaction and the things he would do with the reader.

Dear Nonnie! I had a sneaking suspicion you might drop into my askbox again, and you did! ♥ You're genuinely my preferred Sinful Anon! Whoever you are, let me send virtual kisses and hugs your way. I adore the fact that we both share a bit of a soft spot for Enji. If you're up for it, please, please, feel more than welcome to slide into my DMs so we can chat a bit more about our fiery man! 🔥

SINFUL SUNDAY

Sitting in the room just outside Endeavor's office, you were engrossed in the papers spread out in front of you, carefully reviewing each one. The door to his office stood ajar, and through that opening, you could feel his gaze, his strong presence. His watchful eyes followed your every move as you worked diligently.

His gaze moved deliberately, trailing down your form and then ascending again, lingering on your bare legs, the very short black skirt, and the crisp white button-up shirt. You might have been dressed more formally than necessary for the hero agency office, but his apparent approval made it clear that he didn't mind in the slightest.

You turned your eyes back to Todoroki, only to find he had vanished. Letting out a sigh, you returned your focus to the documents on your desk. Before you could scold yourself for being so concerned about your boss's attention, you sensed someone standing right behind you. If you could have caught your breath, you might have let out a surprised squeal. With an uncanny certainty, you knew it was Endeavor, a realization that sent shivers down your spine.

Endeavor whispered, "If you're as wet as I am hard, we'll be fucking amazing." His hot breath tickled your ear and gave you goosebumps. "4 minutes, 6th floor, government documents," he demanded and left.

You rose from your seat, a growing frustration propelling each step. Your irritation was evident as you jabbed the elevator button with more force than necessary, and your foot tapped impatiently while you waited. As the doors slid open, you entered the elevator. When the doors reopened on the sixth floor, you headed towards the government documents section. You spotted your boss at the end of one aisle, his gaze tracking your approach.

He closed the gap between you two, his fingers gripping your wrist as he growled, "Why did you choose to wear such a short skirt, hmm? Was it deliberate, an attempt to distract me? Or do you like looking like a cheap whore?"

Endeavor yanked you toward him until you collided with his huge chest. He growled and walked you backward until you felt metal shelves against your back. He leaned toward you, and his heat was intoxicating.

You nervously looked to see if anyone was around.

"I don't give a damn who's watching," Endeavor growled as his lips moved toward hers.

He forcefully pulled both your wrists above your head with one hand, his entire body pressing firmly against yours.

Your eyes widened as you felt his undeniable hardness within his pants.

Todoroki shoved your legs apart with his thick thigh so he could fit his hips better against yours. Your short skirt bunched up baring more of your legs. He just leaned in and licked your upper lip, soon kissing you fully, his tongue slipping into your mouth. He parted your shirt after every button was undone. One finger softly rubbed your bra back and forth over your left bud, and you whined quietly. "Such a needy, little doll," Endeavor mused, son sucking your lower lip into his mouth.

You lifted one leg up and wrapped it around his hip to pull him tighter against your body and rolled your hips forward. "Yeah, I'm so needy, boss," you admitted without a shame. "I need you to fuck me."

His hand fisted in your hair and yanked hard. "Look at me," Endeavor demanded.

You obeyed immediately.

"I am not fucking you here. I need a bed and about four hours for that." His hand slid beneath your short skirt as he added, "But I gotta touch you right now, I gotta check how wet you are for me." He groaned in frustration when his fingers met your cotton panties, and he pulled away slightly to yank them down. They wouldn't go very far since you still had a leg wrapped around his hip, but it was enough to slide his hand inside. Endeavor shoved a finger inside your pussy and growled. "Jesus, you're so fucking wet, doll. You can take more already."

Before you could process exactly what he meant, Todoroki added two more fingers inside you. All three stretched you painfully as he pushed a little harder. "So fucking hot. I hear how wet you are."

You flushed as you heard it too - the unmistakable sound of his fingers moving in your dripping cunt.

He let go of your hair, fingers scrambling to undo the fly his pants until he held his bare cock in his hand.

You watched Endeavor's hand as he began stroking himself at the same pace his fingers were withdrawing and thrusting inside your needy hole. You desperately wanted to touch his thick dick, wanted to help, but you were so overwhelmed all you could do was clutch his shoulders and hang on. "O-Oh, yes, yes!" You moaned for him, your lips parted, your tongue running along your lower lip as it got dry. "Oh God," you kept moaning over and over between grunts as he shoved his fingers inside you at fast pace. Your head rolled back, and you closed your eyes, surrendering to the pleasure.

Endeavor almost yelled, "Look at me when you come, bitch."

You opened your eyes and looked into his.

"I need to hear you," Todoroki demanded as he was jerking off so fast his hand was a blur.

He pumped his fingers into you harder. His thumb grazed your slick clit, and your fingernails clawed at his shoulders. He panted, "Mine, you're all fucking mine."

You screamed with your orgasm, forgetting where you were or who might hear. Your pussy clamped down on his fingers, and your leg tightened around him. "Enji, oh my God, yes!"

With a few loud grunt Todoroki came all over his hand, his semen slowly dripping down his calloused fingers. He groaned deeply in satisfaction. "Damn, you're so hot, doll," he slid his fingers out of you. He licked his forefinger. "Delicious. I need to lick you, taste you." He tucked his cock into his pants and fastened up as he turned away from you. "Come on."

You held onto the shelves behind you for balance as you stared after him.

He got halfway to the elevator before he realized you hadn't moved. You saw him turn around and head back your way. "I said, come on," he explained as he began buttoning your shirt. "I'm granting you a free afternoon. Now, we need a bed. I said I need my cock inside you."

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yooniesim · 5 months

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amari's love shot; a bachelorette challenge

Are you ready to find love in the beautiful seaside town of Tartosa? Amari Walden, successful model and wedding photographer, is looking for her Mr. Right! Known for her appearance on the hit reality show Becoming Mrs. Blackburn 2, Amari is back a year later to take another shot at love. Will you capture her attention and develop a picture perfect romance?

About The Bachelorette

Amari is a 37 year old biracial black-indian woman with two amazing children, a loving family, a successful business, and a beautiful home in Tartosa. It seems like she has it all, but she longs for just one more thing: a loving partner to share her life with! You can read more details about her likes, dislikes, personality, and backstory here. Since BMB2, she's been focused on her family once again; spending time with them and proudly witnessing her oldest daughter, Prisha, graduate high school and leave for college. Her younger daughter, Maria, has come around on the idea of her mother finally finding love... as long as she also approves of the man in question, of course. And so, Amari has committed to trying the reality show thing just one more time. She's looking for a kind, mature man that respects her and her children, loves to laugh, and has a taste for the finer things in life.

Submission Post Guidelines

Sims must identify as men; anything else re: gender doesn't matter

YA-Adult human sims only (sorry my occult loves)

Maxis match hair only, all other cc can be mm or alpha (my style is maxis mix)

1 everyday outfit, 1 formal, and 1 swimwear at minimum; you can dress for every category if you wish, and you can have as many additional outfits as you want after that if they use vanilla/EA clothing (all packs are fine)

No romantic traits allowed, please include one "negative" trait for fun, cc traits by kuttoe are allowed

Please include likes/dislikes (can be randomized if you like), cc preferences from mods are allowed

Skills are allowed (and encouraged!), if you don't want to give them in game, add them in their description and I'll handle the rest

Please give them a backstory/personality (even if it's a short one!)

Must be okay with me changing some cc if needed to blend them into my game (I won't change their facial features, body shape, etc)

Tag me in your submission posts and use the tag #amaribc so I can find them easier! If a day or so goes by and I don't reblog it, feel free to send me the post through my inbox or DMs.

Submission deadline is December 4th, 2023 (will be extended if needed)

Note: I'll be determining some parts of the challenge through actual gameplay, and some through storytelling/whatever I think will be fun. It won't be 100% random/me solely relying on the game. I learned my lesson with that when the game decided none of the men liked my last bachelor whatsoever... lmfao. Please keep this in mind when submitting!

#ts4 #ts4 gameplay #the sims 4 #the sims 4 gameplay #simblr #ts4 simblr #ceci's stuff #black simblr #black simmer #sim:amari walden #ts4 bachelorette challenge #amaribc #yoonqueue #reblogs appreciated #sims 4

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ingravinoveritas · 2 months

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What do you make of David sayin he’s an ally, not an active participant (in queer subcultures)?

Did he come out as straight? I’m not sure anyone has ever asked him directly, not that he needs to give any explanations, I’m just curious because he gives off such a queer vibe even when he’s been married forever.

https://www.attitude.co.uk/culture/david-tennant-on-the-spice-girls-spiceworld-movie-was-being-developed-before-they-even-released-a-single-459815/

Oh, my Asks/DMs have been blowing up over this one. I did have a chance to read this interview with David (is it me, or is he doing nonstop press lately?) and...wow. Definitely enjoyable, and noticeably more unhinged/queer than most of his other interviews (which makes sense, given that Attitude is an LGBTQ-focused publication). But let's get a screenshot up of the most talked about bit, so we can discuss:

Obviously there is a lot going on here, so I'm just going to go with what stood out to me most. I don't think there is anything in the world less surprising than David naming bears first, given certain preferences of his (which I've discussed several times previously on my blog).

What's really interesting though is that the question was asking about queer subcultures, but all of the ones David listed are used primarily (AFAIK, though someone please do correct me if I am wrong) in mlm/gay male relationships. "Queer" can be many things, after all--gay, lesbian, bisexual, pansexual, ace--and yet when David heard "queer subcultures" he specifically went for the mlm/gay ones, and that definitely feels like an interesting choice.

The second thing that I felt was worth discussing is that a lot of the reactions I've seen to this is people saying how adorably clueless David is, or how "he's a little confused, but he's got the spirit." And I'm sort of perplexed by this because we are talking about an almost 53-year-old man here, and I believe he knows damn well what all of those terms/subcultures are.

It's been brought to my attention (from what I would consider a very trustworthy source) that David is not at all as technologically illiterate as he pretends to be. Instead, it's actually part of a persona that he puts on to avoid dealing with issues that would arise from people knowing he is online. I had an inkling of this just from Georgia saying David was the one who set up all the equipment for when they filmed Staged at home (because why would such a task be put in the hands of someone who is hopeless with technology?). But having this confirmed also aligns with David creating a fake personal assistant in the early days of his career so he wouldn't have to fulfill certain social obligations, and to put a barrier between his real self and the world.

So why, then, wouldn't the same pattern possibly apply here?

I know there also tends to be this image of David as a "bumbling, goofy dad" type, and that's definitely part of him and what makes him so charming. But I don't think he is a fool, either--especially not after listening to him talk about Shakespeare or politics or anything else at length--and I think he certainly knows how to answer these types of questions. I think David is more than clever enough to give answers that are cheeky but not revealing, because he knows the purpose of all this is to promote the BAFTAs, not to be a deep, probing exposé on the life and times of David Tennant.

Which then brings me to the big, gay elephant standing in the middle of the room--a.k.a., "I'm an ally rather than an active participant." (Again...so many interesting word choices going on here, and none of it feels like an accident.)

Going back to what I mentioned about the focus of these interviews, I'd like to point out one notable thing that David himself said in the Radio Times interview earlier this week:

This, I think, sums up what we are seeing in all of these interviews: The version of David that he feels is safe to present to the world. He makes it clear as well that he is not going to reveal areas of his personal life while up on stage, and I would say that the same thing applies to these interviews. (It also speaks volumes that in the year 2024, the version of himself he feels safe presenting in these interviews is one who fully knows what bears and twinks--sorry, twinkies--are.)

So no, I don't think David is coming out as straight. I don't think he's coming out as anything, in fact, because he knows these interviews are not the place for that to happen. And I think that saying he is an ally but not an active participant makes the most sense as an answer for a public interview, but neither that nor being in a straight-passing relationship necessarily makes him any less potentially queer.

To reiterate what I said above, there is no one way to be queer. For some people, being queer absolutely can mean going to leather bars and participating in subcultures. But for other people, "queer" can mean something very different. It can mean being a Kinsey 2 just floating along doing your thing until you meet that one person who changes everything. The person who makes you go, "I've usually been more into this and not as much into this...but I'm definitely into you." It can mean being attracted to/falling for someone--a co-star, maybe?--that you never expected to feel that way about. And if David is queer, maybe that also means not shying away from anything, but at the same time not wanting to take the spotlight off the awards and the nominees celebrating one of the most important nights of their lives.

Those are my thoughts on the Attitude interview and David's answers, at any rate. Happy as always to hear from my followers with your takes. Thank you for writing in! x

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pink-key · 4 months

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Pinkie What do you mean the ticci Toby author went bonkers?

Hehe Pinkie nickname reminds me of my favorite mlp character. I understand teenagers nowadays going uwu don't want to hurt the creator's feelings uwu, wish he was as nice as them at any point of his online presence lmao. He published Tobs on DA, seeking feedback or attention, then he got it. He hated any Toby fangirl and left aggressive comments under their posts, and, learned recently, also bullied them with the help of his circle of jerks in their dms. A lot of people didn't like his shipping with the mary sue character and preferred to ship him with other charas. He was so hateful about that he just wrote very, very rude comments under Toby ship art/fic. He was blaming the fandom that it depicted his goofy, childish character who annoyed twinkified version of masky like a kid as a.. goofy childish character, but who liked waffles a lot (waffle thing was annoying but in his art waffles were present so it didn't come out of nowhere, I remember that-). I am just surprised he is still blaming the fandom as an adult, he even drew a completely different character and slapped the name Toby on it, because he hates the fandom and his character this much.

Wanted to add, most of this comes from my memory and most things I mention are deleted (comments and so on) but I saw people also mentioning similar things around here.

#oh you should have seen his troll posts where he just makes fun of anyone who likes the old design of toby #he deletes these posts all the time #he is also a supporter of lolicon #very narcissistic too in my opinion #has probably mental problems #ask #babble #cringe #even back then i found his behavior cringe #but i find his current behavior more cringe

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Excuse me...

Have I acquired your attention? Good. Ok -

So, I don't know how many of you remember my Tell Me About drabbles, or who would care anymore, but...

Let's bring them back!

Now, you may say, "but, Beka- you never answered my original one... did you keep them all?" Yes. Yes I did. And.... Some of them got full fics that are on my Patreon and will someday appear here lol So, yeah, I may answer one from 2 years ago, but new ones are so much more fun, aren't they? Also, there's new characters to choose from! "Like who? and what? and how? and huh?" Well, keep on reading and all will be revealed!

So, you may know I've been working like 5608308 hours a week now that I have a new WFH job, which is great, but I'm burning out fast and I need some writing back in my life.

Send me an ASK that starts with "Tell Me About... " and then fill in the rest with whatever prompt you'd like. It can be angst, smut, fluff, crack, hardcore porn, a mix of all. You can also choose a character from the list below and I shall do an ___ x Reader. or a ship, if you'd prefer. or a mix. it's all good! Keep the prompt short and open. Ie: do not write me a fic and ask me to write you a fic of the fic. so.. more like..

"Tell Me About... Jensen and me in a submarine with cheese wiz and a porn mag"

But not that, bc why. I may just do that one on my own bc Why. Anyway- Send it in. And if it sparks a drabble, I shall give it to you. (please do not send gifs with it. they clog things up) You may also get a full fic if you're lucky ;)

Characters and Ships I will write with:

Jensen Ackles / Dean Winchester, Soldier Boy, Tom Hanniger

Misha Collins / Castiel

Jeffrey Dean Morgan / John Winchester, Negan

TWD- Rick Grimes, Daryl

Chris Evans / Steve Rogers

Sebastian Stan / Bucky, Sebastian Stan, Sebastian Stan

Joe Goldberg - YOU (tv)

The Magicians- Quentin, Eliot, Penny, The whole gang. All of them.

Criminal Minds - Spencer Reid, Aaron Hotchner

SHIPS: Cockles/Destiel, StuckyxReader (who am I?), Queliot

I can't remember who I write for omg. just ask... you know what I'm into.

If you're unsure of a character or just wanna ask - send me a DM. I'm always around :)

LET'S DO THIS!

#requests open #jensen ackles #jdm #seb stan #joe goldberg

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A month of regaining balance. Something has been off key in your life that's effecting the harmony in your body as well. A month of looking after yourself, being mindful of what you eat, how and when you eat. You may prefer less spicy foods and even consider a detox.

You'll feel more in touch with the element of air subconsciously. Find yourself enjoying the evening breeze with some tea, collecting feathers, writing things down physically etc

It will be a deeply spiritual month as well. I see that you'd want to distance or unwind yourself from the materialistic side of life or people and crowds overall. There's too much noise and you'd prefer selective sounds now.

You'll realize that to get what you want you'll have to detach from what you see and go within. Remind yourself that you have / will have this without having to take extra steps. Less planning and more inner discipline. By that I mean, instead of going back to your old ways of thinking or being which will only make you repeat the same cycle in a different font, switch the narrative to see the change.

There will be change in your heart in regards to what you want in love and what you seek in life. Trust your dreams, signs and intuition. You'll also see something emotionally significant manifesting for you.

Lastly, learn to fill your own cup and accept help when it's offered to you.

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Brace yourself for an incoming metamorphosis. It is unavoidable. You have been sensing it but perhaps trying to avoid or hold it together but the more you resist it the rougher it will feel when it's not supposed to be that way.

There's immense luck when it comes to work, finances, career, studies and/or networking however. Being in the right place and being around or coming across the right people at the right time.

Simplify your life this month. I feel some of you are trying to make peace with something that's ended or gone. But the sync and rhythm you seek in life is slowly catching up with you.

Keep your focus on whatever it is that you want, the destination could be anything personal to you.

Keep your focus and don't waver.

Drink more water by the way, enjoy a dip in the pool or a treat yourself to a nice bath when you can.

Know that you're making progress even if it isn't always linear.

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When you let go of control and simply stop to smell the roses or rather just step into the mode of, 'No thought. Head empty. Only vibes.' that's when everything you want start coming in.

You'll have a change in mindset and approach, pick up a hobby or something that diverts your attention from things that get you overthinking. I see you simply being an observer but having little to no clue that you're the one being observed from near and afar.

I do see a deep romance blooming or simply on it's way to you. But I see you romanticizing yourself and the life that you want.

It's like you're preparing yourself for your desires this month. Focusing on healing your inner teen. A lot of sudden breakthroughs and renewals.

I see some of you learning or teaching others or teaching yourself something. Intuition will be heightened and people will be drawn to your presence a lot this month.

Try some channeled meditation, magnesium supplements and yoga/stretches or light dancing. You may be prone to feeling a little drained post waking up from dreams.

I heard the lyrics by Lana, "All the pretty stars shine for you, my love."

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