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grxmreaperx · 6 months

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ive been stuck in the airport for 8 hours and awake for 29 hours so i have deleriously begun thinking of domestic Mark Hoffman on a vacation.

To me he definitley screams airport dad, he’s holding everyones passports and boarding passes, he’s weighing everyones bags , quadruple checking everyone has everything they need and the whole kit and caboodle. but on the flip side the second yall are actually in the plane in the air he becomes normal cocky Mark Hoffman again, whispering in your ear about joining the mile high club and honestly probably doing it lolllll ,, his hand permanently gripping your thigh or having you sleep on his shoulder

anyway thats the end of my delusional rambles about my fav psycho bastard <33

ok this is so fucking funny and i haven't been able to stop thinking about it since this hit my inbox so have some headcanons (might make this into a full goofy fic at some point we'll see)

first off, i hope you get some sleep soon!!

domestic Hoffman has me WEAK

he gets so stressed

"did you pack this?" "did you pack this?" "did you pack this?"

"for FUCKS sake Mark why don't you just pack?"

has to be at the airport like 8 hours early

wears the most outrageous Hawaiian shirts he can find

i have a headcanon that he dresses fairly darker on his days off (probably old band tshirts type of look) but on vacation this man would look like a stereotypical tourist

i'm just imagining you and Mark going on a vacation with all of the other apprentices (and Adam because i said so)

he's considered putting one of those kiddie leases on Adam because he always wanders off

the only person he doesn't yell at for walking too slow is John

he and Amanda are fighting because she tried to bring a knife through the metal detectors and now you're all stopped by security and he's worried you're going to miss your flight (it's four hours away)

the only people he doesn't get annoyed with are you and Lawrence (who he has put in charge of Adam)

"Amanda did you pack sunscreen for John? I don't want to listen to either of you complain if he gets burnt"

"babe i'm gonna kill them, someone is not making it on that plane."

he's internally screaming when Amanda and Adam start playing monkey in the middle with his wallet cause they're bored

"John control your children for fuck's sake"

"Lawrence would you control your boy toy my GOD"

you, John, and Lawrence are just sitting, patiently waiting to board the plane and watching Mark die a little inside

definitely said he would "turn this car around" at least once when you were on your way to the airport

once you're on the plane (and you've made sure he's not sitting next to Amanda or Adam) he's back to normal

absolutely makes a joke about you two joining the mile high club

(and you probably do if we're being honest)

will not stop whispering things in your ear just to entertain himself

Adam makes fun of you later after he saw you both sneaking out of the bathroom

you try and convince him to sleep on the plane ride but he refuses

it starts all over again once the plane lands

"babe someone is not going to make it to the hotel why didn't we just come by ourselves"

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gynandromorph · 2 months

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I hate using punishment but cupid's takeaway from solely positive reinforcement for not looking at the cats has been "I look at cat (fun), I look away, I get treat (fun), if I don't get treat, I chase cat (fun), I get called back, I get treat for coming back (fun), but also I can just chase the cat after treat, maximum profit" so I tried not rewarding unless she didn't look at the cat, especially if she was kind of halfway in the middle of looking and stopped herself. Well she took that as an indicator that she's supposed to glance at them out of the side of her eye and the rest of that paragraph applies otherwise still (chases if she isn't rewarded) so I would really slowly pull a treat out of a bag of them and tell her to wait for a few seconds, if she gets bored and looks at the cats I put the treat back in the bag and start over once she stops looking (same with if I'm playing with her using a toy as a reward and she stares at the cats, I just put it behind my back and retrieve it slowly when she stops looking) it's helped her get the message a lot better. She managed to sit in the same room with caboodle and play with her toy while caboodle ran after treats without chasing her even once... I committed to caboodle first and I told myself I wasn't going to consider it acceptable for her to basically never have access freely to me again because cupid needs to be shut in my room or a crate, but I would tolerate it in the short term while I trained cupid to cohabitate with the cats. I filled out a lot of paperwork saying I understood the commitment I was making to this cat when I adopted her. Cupid needs to understand the fun STOPS when she chases the cats imo. The rewards for ignoring them are not extra sprinkles on top of the fun of chasing them

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dordey · 7 months

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does anyone remember those carousel caboodles? like you couldn't carry it anywhere bc it was a. carousel with horses but was pink & purple & had little compartments in the base that opened & you could put stuff in. i am going crazy trying to find it. so many of those girls at school who had Every Toy under the sun had them

#i can't remember if it Worked slash played music or if it was just decorative #& i'm 95% sure it was plastic & widely available #not like. a ceramic Precious Item #yk

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fantastic-rambles · 8 months

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Fandom: Sk8 the Infinity

Characters: Ainosuke Shindo, Tadashi Kikuchi

Warnings: The whole kit and caboodle. Dubcon, Sexual Abuse/Torture, Bondage, Size Kink, Double Penetration, Incontinence, Verbal Abuse, Burnplay, Injury, Snuff

Word Count: 2.4k

Summary: When Tadashi defies Ainosuke to enter his tournament in an attempt to make his master stop skating, Ainosuke shows him exactly what he means by "illustrating that to [his] body." [Year of the OTP 2023 @yearoftheotpevent. September: hurt/comfort, Part Two]

Part One

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“Hands.”

As Tadashi obeyed, placing them behind his back, Ainosuke looped the rope over his wrists, tugging on it sharply before knotting it in place and stepping back to look over his work. The other man knelt before him, ankles lashed to thighs, before the rope crawled up his back and over his chest. A loop of it around his neck was secured in front, forcing him to keep his head bowed. The hemp was already beginning to chafe the pale skin: Ainosuke had tied it tighter than usual so that Tadashi would have entirely no freedom of movement. It wouldn’t take long for it to grow uncomfortable, but he was counting on that.

Satisfied with his work, he stepped away to grab the next items he’d laid out. Returning to Tadashi, he laid one of them down where the man could see it: a dildo as thick as a clenched fist, and far longer than any he’d made the other man take before. The startled, anxious look in those wide green eyes gratified him a little, easing the anger that simmered in the pit of his stomach. Of course, Tadashi knew that it existed—he’d been the one to purchase it, after all—but Ainosuke had only ever used it as a threat. Until tonight.

But Tadashi didn’t try to voice any words of protest as Ainosuke tied a clean rag around his mouth, knotting it on the back of his head, and that made the beast inside Ainosuke snarl. If he had said anything, made even the smallest whispered plea, Ainosuke might have relented a little. Yet those eyes continued to stare at him, the emotion he’d pried out of them settling back into their usual placid resignation. Before he could give in to the temptation to tear them out, Ainosuke settled another piece of cloth over them, knotting it in place, too. And then he picked up the toy before walking around behind Tadashi, tugging off his glove to drizzle some lube over his fingers.

As always, Tadashi’s body yielded easily to him, his insides hot and clenching around his fingers. Ainosuke wanted to sink himself into it, rutting into the other man until they shared a burst of star-spangled euphoria. But that wouldn’t do tonight. Tonight was a lesson, just like all the ones Ainosuke’s own father and aunts had given him. A lesson in obedience, reinforced through pain. Because he loved him.

Because he loved him, and he hated him. He didn’t understand. Why was it that the only times Tadashi spoke up was to oppose him? They’d been friends once, sharing stories and snacks, whispering secrets in the shadow of the rose bushes. He’d taught Ainosuke how to skate, had shown him that there was life beyond the endless lessons and strict self-discipline, had given him the only breath of freedom in his life. Ainosuke hadn’t forgotten that. He never could. And yet, Tadashi had also tried to take it away: not just once, but now twice.

The memory of those steadfast eyes staring at him in defiance, seeing him only to cause him pain, made Ainosuke’s fist clench, and he grabbed the dildo, covering it with more lube before pressing the tip against Tadashi’s hole.

It slipped, sliding up Tadashi’s ass, and Ainosuke hissed in frustration, using his fingers to try to spread him open to ease it in. He didn’t bother trying to order the other man to relax: he couldn’t feel even a hint of resistance, not until his fingers had already stretched him wide… but still not wide enough for the toy.

He didn’t understand why Tadashi was simply accepting this, either. When it was just sex, he usually got off too, but Ainosuke had made it clear that tonight was about punishment. He didn’t intend to let Tadashi feel good: he wanted to hurt him, to see him cry, to beg for forgiveness. He was going to take everything he knew about the other man and push him past his limits. He was going to break him, so he’d never stand up to Ainosuke again… because if the only time he spoke up was to push him away, it would be better for him to simply become a dog, slavishly loyal and never opposing his master.

So Ainosuke pushed, twisting the dildo and trying to get it in, watching the lube bunch up against the edge of Tadashi’s hole before dripping down to the ground. But finally, it caught, and Ainosuke watched as the ring stretched around it, turning thin and white. There was something erotic about watching Tadashi take something so big, hearing the small whimpers that caught in his throat… Ainosuke’s own breathing stopped as he slowly screwed it inside. Nobody else would do this to him—nobody else could do this to him—and the sight was for Ainosuke’s eyes alone. Honestly, he’d doubted that it would fit, but inch by inch, Tadashi’s body accepted it, trembling with the awful strain of doing so, until the base was seated snugly against his skin.

Tadashi was hard, too, pre-come drooling from his cock in threads that connected to the floor. Ainosuke couldn’t help marveling at it, that he could somehow feel good despite the abuse his body was taking, and then he found the remote, setting it to the highest setting before turning it on.

Tadashi’s body jerked as it was assaulted, and Ainosuke’s lips curled up into a disdainful sneer before he slapped him on the ass.

“Filthy dog.”

Then, he took a seat on one of the containers, lighting up a cigarette as he watched. It didn’t take long for Tadashi to come for the first time, shaking as he came all over the floor… and then he groaned low in his throat as the toy continued to bump and move inside him, giving his overstimulated body no time to recover. Ainosuke could hear his quiet pants into the gag under the hum of the toy as his body was forced to the edge again… and again… and again… until his cock hung limply under him while the dildo continued to torment him without pause.

As his body began to twitch independently of the vibrations, searching for relief from the ropes, the small sounds came with increasing frequency, each one settling into Ainosuke and easing some of the pain he felt deep inside. Whatever else, Tadashi was his: the proof of it lay at his feet, small and curled up and hurting, just like him. His own breath seemed to come a little easier as Tadashi struggled, and Ainosuke lit up another cigarette to simply enjoy the warm smoke that filled his lungs.

When he’d almost finished the cigarette, he stood up, stepping over to Tadashi to extinguish the flame on his shoulder, twisting the butt against the pale skin until he’d left a bright pink flower dusted with ash.

"A dog cannot disobey his master," Ainosuke told him coolly, even as his heart began to thump anxiously in his chest. While he’d been waiting, he’d thought carefully about what he would say to Tadashi, how he could make him give up. "If you understand that… if you'll take back your words… then I'll be magnanimous and forgive you, this time. You're still useful, after all, and it would be a waste to lose a man of your talents, whatever your other faults."

His eyes were fixed on Tadashi, taking in every inch of the man, every spasm of his muscles… and Tadashi shook his head. Ainosuke’s heart sank, even as his frustration flared. Why? Why, why, why? Why wouldn’t he give up and just listen? Why did the man who always had no opinions need to have an opinion now, on this? Why did he have to take away the only good thing in Ainosuke’s life, why did he have to make Ainosuke hurt him like this?

But all he said was, “I see,” before he knelt down to press a finger against the still-vibrating toy. Even though Tadashi groaned, this wasn’t enough. He still hadn’t broken him. What more did he need to do, to make him see reason?

Ainosuke toyed with the dildo, pulling it in and out a little and watching Tadashi flinch and squirm: his sweat had soaked into the ropes, letting them slide a little over his skin and giving him the slightest room to move. His mind shied away from what he could do next: he wanted to break Tadashi’s spirit, but to break his body...

But how was it any different from his beefs? He hadn’t intended to break the redhead’s arm, but it wasn’t like he could control how he fell. All the other injuries he’d caused had been the same type of accident, overenthusiastic challengers who didn’t know the basics of protecting themselves. That wasn’t his fault.

But if Tadashi died...

Ainosuke lowered the speed before pressing his fingers to the slick surface of the toy, drizzling more lube over all of it before he began to test the edge of Tadashi’s hole. It was tight, too tight, but when he inched the dildo forward, his finger could just barely breach it.

“Take back your words,” he repeated when Tadashi moaned, fighting to keep the plea out of his voice. Surely this threat would be enough. Tadashi had already suffered so much that he couldn’t possibly take anymore, and he had to know that, too. But he remained stubbornly silent, continuing to pant into his gag, and Ainosuke continued to stretch him out carefully, alert for the slightest hint of surrender… whether of his voice or his body.

He couldn’t believe it when he was able to slide three fingers in beside the dildo. He was certain that Tadashi would have split open by now, but it seemed that all of him was far more resilient than Ainosuke had expected. Still, his fingers shook slightly as he guided himself to press against the dildo, carefully sliding both of them inside.

Tadashi screamed, the sound making Ainosuke flinch even with the gag, but he couldn’t back down now. A part of him didn’t want to, either: Tadashi was tighter than he’d ever been, squeezing his cock like a vice, while the vibrations from the toy thrummed through him. It felt so good, and Ainosuke exhaled in a slow hiss as he carefully eased inside, feeling Tadashi shudder and spasm around him. Tadashi had been stretched completely, stuffed fuller than he ever had before, and still, he took it. He always took everything that Ainosuke gave him.

Ainosuke couldn’t help himself. He began to fuck Tadashi in earnest, thrusting his hips while he set up a rhythm with the dildo, the sensations rising to his own head. He’d been hard ever since he’d first forced it into Tadashi, but he’d had vague thoughts of having Tadashi suck him off when he lay exhausted in his bonds, quiet and defeated. A moment of gentleness at the end, to show that he forgave him, that everything would be alright. But nothing had gone right tonight, not from the moment he'd seen Tadashi on the track, sneaking into the tournament behind his back.

So he fucked him, each thrust pulling another muffled cry from Tadashi's throat, the sound equally infuriating and arousing. As he began to reach his peak, he shoved himself in deep, feeling Tadashi's rim stretch around him, and he started to come into the tight warmth with a snarl.

Then, he collapsed against him, spent but still hurt. Still angry. He could feel Tadashi's whole body trembling under him, but he still refused to give up. Before he realized it, his fingers were wrapped around Tadashi's neck, squeezing while Tadashi just accepted it. If Tadashi was just going to leave him behind like everyone else, then Ainosuke would just kill him first.

But he didn't want Tadashi to die.

His grip loosened, but he was aware that Tadashi had fallen limp under him, held up only by his bindings.

"Tadashi?" Ainosuke ventured, pulling out of him. The dildo dropped to the ground with a soft thud, and Ainosuke's heart thumped as he tugged off the blindfold and the gag, staring into closed eyes. Tadashi didn't seem to be breathing, and Ainosuke quickly untied the rest of him, grimacing as his fingers slipped in urine before he lay Tadashi flat on the ground, resting his ear on Tadashi's chest.

He really didn't seem to be breathing, and his heart was quiet, too. Ainosuke's hands scrabbled at his neck and wrist, trying to double-check as his blood pounded in his ears… but he couldn't feel a pulse either.

No, no, no, no, no. He hadn't meant… he didn't want…

He pressed his lips over Tadashi's, trying to push air into his lungs before starting chest compressions, counting them off in his head before giving Tadashi another breath. He felt something crack under his fingers, but he continued to alternate between the positions until Tadashi coughed, and then he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Tadashi was still unconscious, but Ainosuke could see his chest rising and falling shallowly. He was filthy, lying in a mixture of come and piss… and as Ainosuke watched, a trickle of blood dripped from his ass to his floor. Not enough to be of immediate concern, so Ainosuke stood and headed to the faucet in the corner of the warehouse, filling a bucket with water and returning to slosh it over Tadashi. A second bucket rinsed away the rest of the mess, and then Ainosuke sat down on the edge of the shipping container again, his shaking hands lighting another cigarette to steady his nerves.

Then, he waited.

Too much time had passed before Tadashi gasped and began to cough in earnest. Ainosuke had to fight the urge to turn around, to rush to him and make sure that he was okay. He simply listened to the small sounds of Tadashi moving around behind him, undoubtedly in pain, but alive.

If he was willing to risk his life to make Ainosuke stop, then Ainosuke ought to at least respect his determination. His life against Ainosuke’s freedom… well, they were satisfactory conditions for a beef.

#yotp #yotp 2023 #year of the otp #sk8 #sk8 the infinity #skate the infinity #fan fic #fanfic #sk8 adam #ainosuke shindo #shindo ainosuke #sk8 snake #sk8 tadashi #tadashi kikuchi #kikuchi tadashi #mine

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pekennabohm · 1 year

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🐾 Coffee + Donut por РeҜeŋŋД βØЋм♡♡ Via Flickr: DOUX - Daphne hairstyle [Blondes] DOUX - 6 Bangs [Glam Affair] MarieRose Skin [Lelutka EvoX] Ascendant - Melayne Nails Fatpack rue / on-the-go coffee + donut / eclectic SPIRIT - Olena outfit 🆕Uber (December, 25) Sizes: • Maitreya Lara • Legacy • Legacy Perky • Kupra • Ebody Reborn • Belleza Classic • Belleza Curvy Caboodle - Gumball Machine - Pink Caboodle - Mumu Vending Machine - Strawberry [Rezz Room] Poodle Toy Adult Animesh (Companion) TROPIX // Apartment Stairs Backdrop 03. 😻 MY BLOG 😻

#DOUX #GLAM AFFAIR #ASCENDANT #RUE #SPIRIT #CABOODLE #REZZ ROOM #TROPIX #UBER #flickr

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kaileeandag · 2 years

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Rose’s Collection!

Meet Outfit (Mexico soccer team shirt, black jeans, and black Heelys shoes with white socks) Meet Accessories (’R’ Limited Too initial handbag with Sailor Moon wallet containing a pretend $25 Limited Too gift card, Salon Surprise Teresa doll, July 2001 People en Español magazine, Selena Dreaming of You CD, and pretend Bubu Lubu Mexican candy bar) (the CD plays 30 second samples of these songs: Dreaming of You, I Could Fall in Love, and El Toro Relajo)

School Collection: -Rose’s Backpack and Supplies (Sailor Moon backpack with these supplies: three Pokemon pencils, 4th grade Math book, black FiveStar brand notebook, all items come in a Hello Kitty pencil case) -Rose’s Lunch Box (Sailor Moon lunchbox containing these pretend food items: peanut butter sandwich with strawberry jelly, HandiSnaks cheese and crackers, pouch of grape Kool-Aid Jammers, granny smith apple, and Scooby Doo fruit snack)

Holiday Collection: -Rose’s Day of the Dead Set (comes with a black and red traditional dress with a large black feathered hat, sugar skull mask, and a piece of pretend Pan de Muerto bread) -Rose’s GameCube and games (games are case only and the console is purple, comes with screenshots from these games: Pikmin, The Simpsons Road Rage, and Luigi’s Mansion) -Rose’s Pajamas (Winnie the Pooh shirt and pajama pants) -Rose’s New Barbie (is a Princess of the Incas doll, kept in the box) -Rose’s “Back to School 2002″ outfits (comes with these clothes: Limited Too black polka dot skim dress and black leggings, Limited Too cropped black hoodie, Limited Too blue jeans with flower decal, Limited Too navy daisy crop top cami, and blue Limited Too daisy shirt)

Birthday Collection: -Rose’s Birthday Cake (pretend gold cake with chocolate frosting and Sailor Moon decal, a ‘10′ candle and Feliz cumpleaños, Rose! written in green icing) -Rose’s Birthday Party Set (comes with a rectangular table and Barbie tablecloth cover, three plates, three Barbie cups, and pretend jug of water) -Chair Flair Teresa doll

Summer Collection: -Hot Pink and White polka dot tankini with Hamtaro towel -Resident Evil 2002 Gamecube game (case only, comes with screenshots from the game) -Super Mario Sunshine Gamecube game (case only, comes with screenshots from the game)

Winter Collection: -red jacket with pink hat and mittens -black snow boots -Rose’s Sled (sled is green) -Metroid Prime Gamecube game (case only, comes with screenshots from the game) -Hamtaro: Ham Hams Unite Gameboy game (cartridge is non-functioning, comes with screenshots from the game)

Bedroom Collection: -Rose’s Bed and Bedding (full bed with Rugrats bedding) -Rose’s Josefina Montoya doll -Rose’s TV and Entertainment Center (Gamecube from her Holiday collection can attach to the TV, DVD player does not function. Comes with screenshots from these shows: Pokemon, Ed Edd n Eddy, Spongebob Squarepants, Dexter’s Laboratory, Powerpuff Girls, and Scooby Doo Where Are You?) -Rose’s Sailor Moon doll (made by Irwin toys) -Rose’s Sailor Pluto doll (made by Irwin toys) -Rose’s Abelardo Montoya plush (Abelardo is Mexico’s equivalent of Big Bird, got this as a little girl from when her aunt Inez went to Mexico City) -Rose’s Limited Too Nail Dryer (color is blue) -Rose’s GameBoy and GameBoy games (clear non-functioning Gameboy Color with a Pokemon Yellow game in the slot. Comes with screenshots from these games: Pokemon Red, Pokemon Yellow, Pokemon Gold, Pokemon Crystal, and Pocket Monsters Midori) (got the Pokemon Green game from her aunt Inez when she went to Tokyo for an interview in 1996. Her sister Bridget has a copy of the Japanese Pokemon Red game)

Extra Accessories: -Rose’s Hair Dryer (sparkly blue hair dryer from Limited Too) -Sparkly Blue Limited Too GirlCare Caboodle

#american girl #american girl doll #American Girl dolls #american girl oc #american girl fan character

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90s-2000s-barbie · 1 year

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Caboodles Barbie (1992) 💕

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jellycatsdaily · 3 months

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Jellycat of the Day | 29th January 2024

↳ Caboodle Puppy

"Keeping it kawaii!"

#caboodle puppy #jellycat #jellycats #little legs collection #dog plush #puppy plush #soft toy #stuffed animal

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citruspeterquince · 6 months

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Just put my toys in my old caboodle let’s goooooooooooooo

#trans #hyper sex drive

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gynandromorph · 7 months

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@every-captain i had the same problem with caboodle!!! move the toy to another room where your cat can't see it and he will move to see it, he'll probably eventually upgrade to moving after the toy as long as he's not given the opportunity to aimlessly stalk without pouncing

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lucretiaslitthenetherland · 11 months

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Next month on June 17th I think I'll add stuffed shells as a food and ghost pepper flavored stuff as a flavor for completing my first spring as Lucretia. As for entertainment franchises I will probably add monster high due to a number of factors. 1. I need more things to watch and monster high has movies and cartoons. 2. It fits my aesthetic of pastel goth and cute but vampyric. 3. I want to play with fashion dolls but Barbie seems a bit to sunny for me. (Barbie lives in California and likes to go to the beach and hang out in the sun. What a scary b*tch! I bet she owns crucifixes, worships *****, and unalives baby bats for fun! Draculara would never do any of those things. She's a good girl) 4. I already own a Monster High coffin shaped caboodle-esque box for holding girly things and lots of girl accessories to store there. 5. The boy counterpart for July 17 would be Universal Monsters which is super cool! 6. It's the quintessential toy for all femmine or nonbinary gothic age regressors over 6 (agere age)

#planning ahead #june #july #not cool for the summer #monster high #universal monsters #vampyres #dracula #count dracula #monsters

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funsize626 · 11 months

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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: NWT! Caboodles On-The-Go Girl Purple Marble Vintage Cosmetic Makeup Travel Case.

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fantastic-rambles · 8 months

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Fandom: Sk8 the Infinity

Characters: Ainosuke Shindo, Tadashi Kikuchi

Warnings: The whole kit and caboodle. Dubcon, Sexual Abuse/Torture, Bondage, Size Kink, Double Penetration, Incontinence, Verbal Abuse, Burnplay, Injury, Snuff

Word Count: 1.6k

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Tadashi whined into the gag, his voice thin and strained. His muscles had seized up, the restraints binding his limbs offering no give. He'd tried to stay quiet until now, tamping down his discomfort as he always did, but his body was beginning to betray him.

Despite the blindfold tied tightly over his eyes, he knew that Ainosuke was still there, even though he hadn't said anything in a while and the residual smoke from his cigarette was starting to grow stale. Sometimes, his master would leave him like this, but this time, his presence had remained as Tadashi's body had slowly tensed up, sweat slicking his skin while his breathing grew more labored. He couldn't feel his knees anymore, even though he knew that they were still pressed against cold concrete, his toes tingling as his circulation slowed.

The only thing that he could feel, beyond the gradually increasing pain, was the main instrument of his torture: it continued to hum unceasingly as it vibrated deep within his body. The dildo had almost been too large for him, and even with the gag, Tadashi had bitten through his lip to hold back his pained cries as Ainosuke had patiently but ruthlessly pressed it inside, feeling his intestines stretch as they were forced to take it. He hadn't been given any time to grow accustomed to it, either, before it was switched on, surprising a high-pitched moan out of him and earning him a hard slap on the ass and a scathing rebuke: "Filthy dog."

The toy had milked him dry long ago, any hint of pleasure replaced with an eternity of cruel stimulation. The cloth over his eyes was soaked with his silent tears as the untiring tyrant demanded more when he had nothing to give… and yet he couldn't bring himself to hope that it would end soon.

Because this was his punishment. It wasn't his place to decide when it ended: as the one wronged, Ainosuke was the only one who could determine when he was satisfied by Tadashi's repentance. So all Tadashi could do was wait, hearing his blood pounding in his ears.

He didn't know how long it had been, the occasional pained noise dragged out of him, until he heard the soft hiss of the lighter and the crackling sizzle as it lit another cigarette. A long, deep inhale that he almost envied as his own gasps strained against his restrained chest. Yet, Ainosuke made no move to free him, simply continuing to smoke in silence while Tadashi's joints ached.

Then, finally, he heard the scuff of Ainosuke’s shoes as he approached. Tadashi barely flinched when the scalding tip of the cigarette ground against his shoulder, smearing hot ash and fire against his skin. That pain was nothing compared to the rest of his torment, an afterthought in the calculated intricacy.

"A dog cannot disobey his master," Ainosuke stated dispassionately. "If you understand that… if you'll take back your words… then I'll be magnanimous and forgive you, this time. You're still useful, after all, and it would be a waste to lose a man of your talents, whatever your other faults."

Tadashi's heart clenched at the implication, but he shook his head slightly, panting. Even if Ainosuke fired him, he'd still be bound by the rules of Crazy Rock: as long as Tadashi beat him in a race, he could make his master give up skateboarding. He'd been the one to lead the man down this misguided path in the first place, so it was only appropriate that he should be the one to stop him. He was probably the only person who could.

Ainosuke understood that, too, which was why he was trying so hard to make Tadashi give up. As talented as Ainosuke was, Tadashi was the man who had taught him: while he wouldn't have ever been able to think up the sort of tricks that Ainosuke had invented, he could pull them off. And when it came down to pure skating, he might still be a little better. But not for much longer, so this tournament had been the perfect—and perhaps his last—chance.

"I see."

He felt a hand rest on his ass, and then the dildo shifted in him, making him groan as it was tugged out slightly before being pressed back in. Ainosuke continued to play with it, twisting and thrusting it shallowly in and out of Tadashi's stretched, abused hole while Tadashi gasped, trying to relax while his entire body begged for relief. But when warm fingers began to prod at the edge of the silicone, searching for space when there was none, he tensed up, moaning a protest despite himself.

"Take back your words," Ainosuke repeated, and Tadashi wanted to. He desperately wanted to. He'd promise the other man anything, if only it would make this stop…

Anything but that.

So he felt himself being pried open, stretched beyond all human endurance, eased only a little by extra lube. Slowly, painfully slowly, one finger slipped in beside the dildo. Then a second.

He squeezed his eyes shut while his throat seemed to close up. He couldn't breathe as it felt like he was being torn apart, his shape maintained only by the bindings that strapped his body together. And when the hot, blunt tip of Ainosuke's cock finally breached him, his desperate composure finally shattered.

He sobbed into the blindfold, his scream choking against the gag as he was overwhelmed with a fresh, blinding burst of pain. It was too much, bitter bile rising in his throat, and he fought to swallow it, lest he drown in it. Yet Ainosuke continued to press into his too-tense body, hissing softly as he seated himself inside.

Tadashi's body was no longer his own, a mere sack of flesh filled to bursting while his cry faded to a low, pleading whine. For the briefest of moments, he was afforded a sense of relief as the hard, inflexible toy retreated… only to be shoved back in, hard and fast, while Ainosuke fucked him in a punishing rhythm, manipulating the dildo expertly so that the two of them continued to push him past his limits, making Tadashi scream into the gag until his voice began to fade.

He could do nothing but shake under the cruel assault, his body dripping with sweat, until they were thrust into him one last time, together, tearing him in two, and he felt Ainosuke coming in him with a feral growl.

Tadashi's head drooped in resigned exhaustion, and Ainosuke's body slumped over his, compressing Tadashi's body further while it screamed in protest. Then, a pair of hands closed over his throat, squeezing hard.

Instinctively, he tried to resist, but his overextended muscles wouldn't obey him. But even if they did, there was nothing that he could do except clench his fists weakly. His breath whistled out of his raw throat, desperately trying to draw in more air as the hands continued to constrict. Vaguely, he was aware of a warm wetness trickling down his thighs, but soon, that was gone, too, as his awareness was slowly eaten away.

Then, nothing.

Tadashi inhaled in a shattering gasp and immediately began to cough, the harsh bursts making him wince as they tore out of his aching throat. His whole body hurt as he rolled over onto his stomach, feeling a deep, throbbing ache in his chest as he fought the nausea that threatened to overwhelm him. Unbidden, tears crept into his eyes, dropping onto already wet concrete as he simply struggled to breathe.

As his breathing eased, his surroundings came back into focus.

Ainosuke, still costumed, sitting with his back to him as smoke rose from the cigarette in his fingers. His body, wet and shivering, still cramping but finally unbound. The cold floor beneath him, roughly washed clean… he didn't see the bucket, but he knew where it would be.

His clothes were still neatly folded, just out of reach, and Tadashi dragged himself over to them, dressing himself slowly while all his limbs shook. He couldn't help but feel grateful that it was the capman uniform: struggling into a suit was beyond him at the moment.

"What a useless dog. You won't even die properly. Maybe I should drown you, next time."

Tadashi glanced over his shoulder, watching as Ainosuke stubbed out his cigarette on the edge of the box he was sitting on. His own hands pressed against his legs, working out the knots in his muscles until he could get to his feet. He still felt a little shaky as he stood and took a step toward his master, but his legs slowly reaccustomed themselves to the movement.

"But I suppose it's for the best. I still need someone to drive me home. Let's go."

He flicked his butt away before standing up and striding away, leaving Tadashi to hobble after him. When they'd settled into their usual positions in the car, Ainosuke added one more comment.

"You should go to the hospital after you wash up. I might have broken a rib. And you might need stitches."

A rib? The stitches were easy enough to figure out: Tadashi could feel a trickle in his pants that wasn't thick enough to be come, though the pain didn't stand out more than any of his other aches. But when would Ainosuke have been in a position to break a rib? Had he kicked Tadashi when he was passed out? Or—

Tadashi's gaze rose to the rearview mirror, his wide eyes meeting a scarlet stare before Ainosuke looked away.

"Just go, dog."

Tadashi tried to respond, but only a wheezing sound emerged from his throat, so he just nodded, starting the car and heading back to the estate. But the heavy stone in his chest seemed to be just a little lighter.

Part Two

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