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mysicklove · 2 days
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megumi & mouth inspections
fuck guys u know how weird i am about my inspections/mouth kinks 😔😔
cw: aged up character, weird stuff, drool, gagging, mentions of yuuji x megumi (reader is just being a tease), implications of anal fingering, unedited bc i am lazy and have hw to do
"I didn't do anything, I swear!" the dark haired man bites, glaring at you from beneath his long eyelashes. You press his cheeks together, pinning his jaw in between your thumb and pointer finger. He wears a pink twinge on his face, humiliated by the position he is in. But you find it cute, so you dont release your hold, no matter how much he squirms.
You frown at your boyfriend, shaking your head. "You were gone all day; how am I to believe you? You're lucky I am not checking your other hole for any signs of abuse." He fumes a dark red at this, blinking owlishly at the lewd words and gripping at his pants.
You knew Megumi would never dare to find another, but he found himself aroused by you being possessive over him, so these type of things were common between the two of you.
"Open your mouth."
He pauses for a minute, looking away, before cringing when you press harder on his jaw, close to bruising his poor pale skin. Then ever so slightly, the man opens his mouth, barely glancing at you.
You dig two of your fingers into his mouth immediately, and his eyes fly open in shock, gagging from how quick you put them in. They trail along his teeth as if to count each of his molars, and you press your thumbs on his gums.
When you peer back at his face, your lover has tears in his eyes, a natural response to be prodded and poked at. They are glassy and big and he tries to scowl at you, hating the uncomfortable sensation, but he cant seem to do it correctly. And so, he just waits, gripping onto your forearm while you continue to play with his mouth. He prays he doesnt drool, too much at least.
Your two digits go deeper into his mouth, now focusing on the roof of it. He gags and is forced to follow your fingers as they tilt his chin upward.
"Thats it," you murmur, dramatically trying to peer into his mouth like you really could see if anything was amiss. His eyes hold a glaze to them, satified at having his small oral fixation fufilled. You dont miss the way he tries to badically suck on your fingers
When you grow bored of the top of his mouth, you move alon to press your now saliva coated fingers onto his tongue. Then, your eyes flicker to his dark ones. "You have kept your tongue to yourself, hmm?"
He always kissed with a little too much tongue when he gets desperate enough, and so at the implication he blushes and tries to shake his head, but it only makes him choke a cough. "Y-Yes, pwomise!"
"Good boy. Y'know I cant be too sure, especially with the way Itadori has been eyeing you..."
He whines, loud and dramatic, before trying once agains to shake his head. Drool begins to dribble down his chin and you eye it but make no move to wipe it off - he looks prettier when he is a mess. "Hes not!" Megumi warbles, being geniune. He didnt even know if his best friend even liked men in that way. You were just trying to get a rise out of him.
"Im not so sure," you sigh, finally pulling your fingers away. Megumi immediately begins to heave, finally getting his precious oxygen back. He wipes his tears, and then his mouth, before gulping and looking back at you.
You go silent for a moment, thinking about something, and the man begins to squirm. "I think I need to do a full body check."
The tips of his ear burns and he shakes his head. "N-No, I-I-. Your not going to...."
You grin at him, pressing your lips to his saliva coated ones before pulling away and saying, "Turn around Megumi."
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faithshouseofchaos · 24 hours
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The tale of two lions 🦁 — Leo McTavish x Max Verstappen
Mentions — brief lestappen and J*s verstappen
The bar was crowded and hot with the smell of cigarettes, sweat, a variety of alcohol, perfumes and cologne. It was the weekend of the Austin Texas Grand Prix. Most of the guys on the grid and their respective Wags decided to go out for drinks and dancing to blow off some steam before Fp1 and so on.
Max sat in a corner booth with some of his fellow drivers sippin on gin and tonic. He wasn’t paying attention to what his fellow drivers were talking about.
Max's attention was on the dance floor apparently it was line dancing night at the bar. Max wasn’t going to lie, it looked fun and if he knew how to line dance he would’ve been participating but he watched as the crowd moved in sync with each other.
Max's attention was torn away from the crowd by Lando's girlfriend who squeaked out in excitement.
“Lando baby please dance with me?” The girl asked him.
Lando placed his hand on the side of his girlfriend's face and kissed her. “Baby I would love to line dance with you but I have two left feet. It would be a disaster.” He smiled.
“I’ll dance with her,” a voice said. The voice belonged to Leo McTavish Max’s hot Scottish teammate Max rolled his eyes and took another sip of his drink.
“Oh you will thank you Leo” Landos girlfriend said with a smile on her face as she took him and the two of them made their way to the dance floor.
“That doesn’t bother you?” Pierre asked the Brit
“What My girlfriend and Leo dancing together no not one bit” Lando shrugged knowing that the Scottish driver was into men.
“How?” Pierre asked with wide eyes.
“Leo’s gay remember?” Lando said.
“That makes sense,” Pierre said, shaking his head and turning his attention back to Charles.
Max once again found himself watching the crowd. No scratch that he found himself watching Leo. Max was staring and he was staring hard at the Scot. Max watched the way Leo moved on the song Country girl by Luke Bryan Mac wasn’t sure he’d ask Daniel later.
There was something about the Scot that made Max feel funny on The inside. Max hated it. Max hated everything about Leo.
He hated the way Leo spoke whether it was his own accent or one of the many languages Leo could speak Max hated it.
He hated the way Leo smelled of mint chocolate and coffee.
He hated how Leo did his hair whether it was loosely slicked back or how he left it so the longer strands of his chocolate colored hair fell across his face.
He hated how Leo was taller and physically bigger than him.
Max hated everything about Leo. But he couldn’t shake the butterflies that Leo constantly gave him.
Max didn’t know what was going on with him. He didn’t get much time to explore his sexuality in his teens. There was one time when he and Charles kissed when they were sixteen. Jos had found out that Max had kissed Charles and beaten Max. Max never thought about another Male like that again until Leo fucking McTavish.
Max took a deep breath and tried to block out his thoughts of Leo from his head. All that hate and anger he felt towards the driver was a lie, he didn't hate anything about Leo. He hated himself for how he felt. But if Max were being honest with himself he didn't hate all those things he just said. It was just his defense mechanism kicking in at high speed.
“You're staring” Max heard someone say over the song.
Looking over he sees Daniel “what?” Max asked.
“At Leo you were staring at him like you were gonna pounce on him at any given moment” Daniel says chuckling.
Max's face turned bright red and he looked like a tomato. Max gulped. "I was not!" he said quickly.
"Did you not see how he was moving his hips when they started to line dance?" Daniel added.
Max's face got even redder, "I was not, I have no interest in Leo. Why would you think I like the guy?" Max said, trying to sound as convincing as possible.
"Because I'm good at figuring out people, and it's pretty clear you're interested in Leo." Daniel said smugly.
Daniel nudged Max, “Just go up to him and ask if he wants to get out of here.” Daniel urged.
Max shook his head. “What if he says no?” Max asks.
“Oh he'll say yes,” Daniel says confidently. “He might be tough on the outside, but he's actually really sweet. You just have to get to know him.” Daniel explains.
Max sighs then turns to face the dance floor where he sees Leo dancing with Lando's girlfriend he looks as if he's having the time of his life.
Max wanted to ask Leo if he wanted to get out of there but he couldn’t not with the memory of his father yelling at him.
instead max walked over to the bar and ordered him a stronger drink to calm down his nerves.
Max was on his second drink when he was snapped out of his thoughts by someone's voice. Max's heart raced because he knew exactly who it was.
“You know, staring isn’t going to get you anywhere,” Leo said.
Max couldn't respond. He was too busy trying to stop his face from flushing as if Leo were staring straight into his soul with his icy blue eyes, Max tried to compose himself but all he could do was stay silent.
Leo crossed his arms looking at Max up and down. Max couldn’t meet his gaze and Max's heart started jumping out of his chest. Max could feel his face burning with embarrassment and anger at himself.
“Still can't talk, huh?” Leo asked with a smirk on his face. Max tried coming up with something to say, but his mouth felt dry and his confidence was shot.
“Your not the tough guy you pretend to be huh Max?” Leo smirked more, “You seem scared what are you scared I’ll bite?” He asked jokingly. Max looked up at him still in disbelief that Leo was standing in front of him.
Max managed to whisper out a “go to hell” just loud enough for Leo to hear. Max watched as Leo smirked even more; it was clear he enjoyed teasing and provoking Max.
Max wasn’t the type to back down from a challenge if someone provoked him. So he looked straight at Leo in the eyes and asked “What if I am?” He wanted to see if Leo would call his bluff.
Leo looked into Max's eyes with a cocky smirk. Max could see him trying not to laugh. “Are you? Scared I mean” he teased.
Max's face turned red once again. Max really was scared for some reason. He didn’t know what it was but he was scared of what Leo could make him feel.
He tried to hide it though, he wouldn't let Leo see how vulnerable he was. Max grumbled, “No, I’m not scared,” Max lied.
Leo stared into Max's, taking in the way Max’s body stiffened in his presence. Leo shook his head and pursed his lips.
“Whatever you say Verstappen” Leo says walking away.
Max let out a breath that was going to be harder than he thought.
Max felt his heart sink as Leo walked away the British driver had to stop himself from immediately following.
Max grumbled under his breath he didn’t know how things would work between him and Leo.
Max tried to convince himself that he was straight but that was hard to do when every time he saw Leo a storm of emotions would wash over him.
Max took another sip of his drink to calm his nerves and then headed towards the dance floor trying to push the thought of Leo out of his mind and to just enjoy the rest of his night.
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tteokdoroki · 2 days
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Your post talking about “I HATE MEN WHEN THEY SIT DOEN THEY ARE SO INCONSIDERATE IF YOUR SPACE” made me think of, but what if it was Nagi 😏 He is manspreading taking up space so much so your legs are touching even in the slightest and you meekly ask him if he can scoot over a little and he looks at you with his sleepy eyes and says “sorry doll, didn’t notice you” OR SOMETHINF LIKE THAT IDKKK IM JUST HAVING THOUGHTS
this is so sick and twisted SO SICK SND TWISTED !!! tw for size difference / size kink / nagi is bigger than reader
nagi is so big and huge he hardly knows his size. like the only time he really thinks about how big he is is when he’s got you pinned underneath him :( like a hand on your tummy or hips to keep you in place, his large palm around your throat just barely there when he wants a kiss from you. he only really thinks about his size then.
but when you’re just relaxing with nagi, sitting together — he’ll take up so much space and make you feel so teeny in comparison to him you can’t help but get butterflies while your thoughts go south. you know he can’t help it when his legs spread wide on the couch, there’s hardly any room for him. you know that he’s completely unaware of how warm his thighs are against your own and how it makes heat rush to your centre.
“sei,” you whisper, trying not to squirm or give the pro player any indication of how turned on you are by his size. “c-can you move up a little? you’re squashing me.”
please and then dark grey eyes slowly blink over to you, his head cocked to the side innocently as nagi pokes his tongue into his cheek. “sorry angel, didn’t even realise,” you visibly shudder under his gaze, lips all pouty and it doesn’t take long for the switch to flip in nagi’s brain. you’re so cute and small, so needy and he’s done thing but look at you. “better yet, come sit in my lap doll. there’s plenty of room f’you here. saves me the pain of movin’.”
you don’t fight the sleepy lull in his voice, the siren’s song that calls to you and urges you to sit in nagi’s lap. in fact, your whole body melts with relief when his big arms wrap around your waist and keep you trapped over the fat, growing bulge in his sweatpants, making you leak about the place.
“s’small compared to me, angel. hardly ever notice,” the white haired striker then coos, without realising his own condescending tone. his large hands splay over your back, thumbs rubbing circles into your tummy from under your shirt. “jus’ makes me wanna do bad, bad things to you.”
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racharii · 2 days
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coming from an enby whos tme (tho i myself am not transmasc), i feel like a lot of transmasc people are doing this "have their cake and eat it too" thing where they want to be perceived as men or men adjacent, in our society a part of the oppressor class, while also still wanting to benefit from structures meant to protect against said class. specifically ones that have been set up in queer spaces. ive met quite a few trans men who were just as vehemently misogynysitic as your average dude bro. and (this is speculation based on convos ive had with trans men im not in every transmascs head) a lot of transmascs have a lot of internalized misogyny that they project onto trans women. ive had an irl ex friend of mine say something that i think encapsulates this particular issue fairly well. this was like 8 years ago, we were talking about trans rep in media (specifically orange is the new black iirc) so im paraphrasing; 'its messed up that we (afabs in this context) are sidelined for people who used to be men, we cant escape the patriarchy.' that was horribly transmisogynistic, so lets unpack it.
it assumes that trans women are just men
it assumes sex essentialism, that they and i were just women. that we were just poor Females having 'our space' encroached on by mean 'former men.'
im not saying that all transmascs think like this ofc. #notallmen. im saying that some do, and enough transmascs have internalized misogyny and not enough self reflection.
just because you are trans doesnt mean you are immune to bigotry and recouping oppressive structures. none of us are free of Sin™️. you as an individual have to make an effort to reflect on your thoughts and actions and how they might affect yourself and others, so that you are not a willing participant of our communities oppression.
for example, ive talked a lot privately about my journey to being a better person, (and pobodies nerfect, its always a learning process, you always will have things you can improve on. and thats okay, were all just human) i initially hated it/its pronouns. 'it' gave me the ick. i was called 'it' as a kid incessantly to make fun of my gender presentation, i couldnt fathom someone else finding peace and even euphoria in using it/its. i bought into the conservative talking points about neopronouns and it/its being detrimental to the trans community. they were "the bad transes" and me? well i use they/them but shakespeare used the singular they so im fine :), im one of the good ones. then one day, i was listening to some video essay idr what or who, but something they said stuck with me, "if it/its makes me happy, why do you care? how does 'it' hurt you really?" my trauma is not everyones trauma, people will find comfort in things that i wont, and thats okay. 'it' hurt me when i was young, by cruel kids and uncaring adults. why am i hurting my community, my fellow transes, by continuing to deny them their autonomy to identify how they like? so i got over 'it.' i saw the real harm was the fucking wedge being driven between us by conservative grifters trying to pick off the weakest in the herd before they go in for the rest of us.
visibility isnt necessarily a good thing for marginalized people. transfemmes are the biggest target of hate in our community atm. they unfortunately serve as the canary. global fascism is on the rise and to be frank, a targeted hate campaign against a trans woman is asking for her to be killed. outed, paraded as a freak, doxxed, swatted, killed. protect trans women, fascism doesnt stop with one group nor will you be saved by being "one of the good ones." trans solidarity, even the people you dont like, even if you think theyre icky or gross or whatever the fuck else you do Not give up trans solidarity. you dont make callout posts, you dont send death threats, you dont send hate mail, if you dont like someone Block Them and move on.
we stand together or we will be eradicated.
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lunarharp · 1 month
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scribbles... pre-relationship onsen trip
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castielsprostate · 7 months
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the amount of people i see hating on innocent and harmless videos and diy's and art on instagram is genuinely concerning. do you hate fun??? do you hate being a little silly??? do you hate enjoying the little things in life??? did tiffany's mugcake stab your family to death??? did rhonda's cute house DIY call you a slur and piss in your coffee??? no??? then shut the fuck up peterhorkins1988
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princessefemmelesbian · 9 months
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Well would you look at this. 😵‍💫 Because obviously if you dare say anything as wild and controversial as “lesbians don’t like men, please stop using a label that hurts us and tries to force men into our identity” you’re a raging terf radfem transmisogynist. Because obviously ONLY trans women use the bi lesbian label and it’s not like there are transfem lesbians who are rightfully against the label as well or anything and it’s not like terfs use the label to refer to cis lesbians who date trans women and why can’t you just let people identify as how they want of course lesbians like men stop the infighting already if you disagree with me that lesbians can like men then surely that’s because you’re an exclusionist gatekeeper who hates trans women.
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lesbiogay · 4 months
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"online spaces seem to define lesbianism as a hatred for men rather than a love for women" fuck yeah man and it's so fucking tiring. Isn't bioessentialism exhausting-
"so it really annoys me when people can't separate men from lesbians entirely. Like if I see another 'this male character is a he/him lesbian' post I'm gonna kms" oh! Ok you're insane.
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klugpuuo · 3 months
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i FUCKING HATE TRANS MEN. theyre USELESS EVIL MISOGYNISTS. they DONT EXIST IN REAL QUEER SPACES and all they EVER do is BELITTLE AND BERATE TRANS WOMEN FOR EXISTING. i am morally just a nd pure however bc i am a beautiful wonderful perfect trans woman. i see no fault in my way of thinking
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Yeah I can tell people have lost their grasp on basic ongoing forms of oppression when they say things like "hatred of men and masculinity is one of the reasons trans women, BIPOC and Jewish men are persecuted" like what a non-sequiteur. Imagine being so ignorant of power structures in your attempt to """progressively""" defend men that you become transphobic
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spicy-gf-archive · 10 months
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y’know what? i think i’ll to call myself a “gay-lesbian” as a treat! my gender is fluid, so will be my romantic preference. so, who really cares??
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transduin · 5 months
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The fact that so many people are willing to defend dumb ass choices made by male characters are also trashing female characters for making the same kind of choices is very telling
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munamania · 1 year
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be so serious with me. do you think that shared trauma caused by interdimensional violence and death and government conspiracies and survivor’s guilt would seriously be outweighed by a petty high school breakup.
#be SO serious.#like. are you kidding. are you joking.#you'd isolate nancy from the other teens. two of her only living friends. bc of a stupid breakup in a dwindling failing unfortunately#incompatible relationship. you think that's like. a good take.#i'm personally a fan of steve and nancy weird awkward best friend soulmatism. they gave it a go it didnt work they still had fun chemistry#and they have all that shared experience.#i'm pretending i dont see s4's Moments#abby talks#i just got hit with this bc of a gifset of steve robin and nancy and the little gremlin in my brain went#oh people would Hate this. because god forbid nancy be anywhere near the golden duo. but they're STUPID#steve still admires nancy i think!!!! that's his first love!!!! and they made up in season 2 and so much has happened since???#i dont think he needed to say I may be a shit boyfriend because yeah no he wasnt. but he was not compatible for nancy#dealing with her trauma and her need for acknowledgment in barb's death. and her guilt. that's not a fault of either of them it just didnt#work. that's just. whoopsies oopsies it's almost like they needed to show an incompatibility there to eventually move her on to jonathan#which is so reductive and stupid and i wish she was just alone but whatever#and REGARDLESS of that. she is not responsible for his feelings of insecurity!!! she had a drunken rant and yeah that sucks it was harsh#but god everyone has their moments#another YOU PEOPLE ARE WEIRD!!!!!! moment. try fucking thinking for once#you don't have to like nancy but coming up with all these absurd ass excuses and centering her entire character arc around how she#interacts with men. oh i could kill you.#btw whatever i dont hate jon and nancy and it's a story and it's fine but god she could use time to just be with herself
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mars-a-margo · 7 months
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Slayter bater, gooning goose and silly rabbits
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