#will fucking pin it if i must

[hellrobin]

Mirrors are confusing. 

Mirror— a surface, typically of glass coated with a metal amalgam, which reflects a clear image

Some days, on good days, Kon loves the way he looks. Loves how his haircut mimics the guys in magazines he finds in train stations, loves how the gold hoop on his left ear makes him look like a boyband member and his leather jacket makes his shoulders seem broader. But other days, bad days and okay days that turn into bad ones, he hates his reflection. He hates his hair, how it’s not blonde and wavy like Kara’s or ruly and straight like Superman’s. 

He hates his eyes, Kryptionian in color but Luthor-like in shape and the way they darken when he’s mad. 

He hates every part of himself more Luthor than Superman, more human, because it means he’ll never be what he was created for. He’ll never be Superman. 

#oh my godddd i’ve posted this like three times #dc #holy shit esme writes?? #kon el #conner kent #kon el luthor #kon el kent #kon kent #kon el superboy #superboy #dc fic #will fucking pin it if i must

[raapija]

Here it is! The Pookie AU! Holy shit!

Please give me feedback if there is something weird with the dates/years etc. and tell me what you think :>

I'm very tired after staring at this for hours so there must be some errors :>

#pookie au #it all connects man IT ALL CONNECTS “*me standing in front of a pin board like charlie day* #strollonso #charlos #nando and his mcnuggets #holy fuck this took way too long #this family is reproducing like rabbits istg the alonso empire must grow #note to self: i can't count

[ohitslen]

Thinking and headcannoning the shit out of angry Stampede! Vash and how Wolfwood deals with that first thing in the morning because i think him getting angry about something and letting down some of his mask in those genuine moments of anger is super awesome

Before we continue I have not read the manga yet so if you read something incredibly obvious or redundant to your experience, well, haha or something OQNENW

This is a VERY LONG Vashwood ramble I have to put SOMEWHERE or I will explode, so feel free to join if you want.

Vash is an overall very expressive person right? very emotional too generally, but the thing is I like drawing people getting angry so that’s what you are getting from me.

And I also often think about the fact that it’s Wolfwood and Knives the ones that have seen him be like that (most often than not towards them).

Wolfwood specifically, I think that he WOULD get scared because when Vash is angry angry, he just seethes and looks like he is three seconds away from being love and peace to hate and war. These are probably the moments in where he carries the most resemblance to Knives, and to anybody that has experienced the man firsthand they know how scary that is because everyone and their moms knows that he does not hesitate to resort to murder if he is upset about something or if it’s inconvenient to him, so it is rightfully terrifying to even think of him getting mad.

Now take the same idea and apply it to Vash, he is so friendly and playful all the time and he gets kicked around all the time too, that it would be almost impossible to imagine him getting angry in a genuine way. That is UNTIL his ideals and morals are being countered or challenged by someone and THAT’S when people are gently reminded that oh yeah he can get mad too, and really fucking mad at that.

The peak of his anger doesn’t last for too long because he tries to level himself quickly, he is aware of how he can look when he gets like that, and it would be showing a little too much about how he is not very human in nature for what he is comfortable with. I think that when he gets mad his expression turns into something very vulnerably honest, to the point in where he unconsciously looks imposing and demanding, paired with his uncanny vibes it really is a treat and anyone at the other end of it would be other than also upset, quite scared. Like Wolfwood.

There is something very obviously other about Vash and he has the privilege of knowing just exactly why that is, and considering that his brother has a record for being a certain way when angry, knowing what he is does not soothe him at all. Then again, Wolfwood cares for him still and he is a stubborn guy himself, so even when most likely scared shitless, he would not move his ground, and the only thing that reassures him that things will be fine, is Vash’s pacific nature and also knowing that he cares deeply for him too, but that is a thing he would not think too much about other than the flash of thought that it is in the moment.

Vash is petty as hell too, he remains silent and gives the cold shoulder to the other person that was involved in the argument, and it is usually, once again, Wolfwood at the end of that stick. Wolfwood is a “mind your business and I mind mine” kind of guy considering he never asks things, but traveling with that idiot and having to be with him 24/7 and being given the silent treatment has to be uncomfortable at best incredibly annoying at worst. So even though he won’t change his opinion most of the times, he still insists on talking to him idly sometimes after they argue, something he would usually not do.

All Vash ever responds with are the necessary answers, at first shrugs or nods, then very short and to the point sentences, he eventually warms up to him again and they talk the way they usually do; and just like that things seems to be at bay for the time being until the next unavoidable argument comes by.

No matter how many times they argue, when things escalate and Vash begins to show his very honest anger, Wolfwood’s instincts would be screaming at him to stop it and to get away, because whatever Vash is feeling is reeking of a danger that no matter how enhanced he might be, he is NOT gonna make it through whatever will happen to him worse comes to worst. But when has he ever actually heard his instincts when it comes to dealing with Vash. So he always replies and stays.

He is somehow one of the very few (almost non existent) people who can deal with Vash when he is like that, one thing is getting mad at Vash and the other is him getting mad at you, and he has bite alright, he will say things that can come across as hurtful and very venomous when he starts to get more visceral, and yeah the whole predator kind of vibe he can give off is there too.

Maybe Wolfwood also knows how hurt Vash would feel if he retreats because of how scared he feels and that’s why he doesn’t back away. It would be reasonable if he did, hell he doesn’t owe him shit for all he knows and he would be in his whole right to run away scared if he wanted, but for one it would be too cowardly, and two Vash would be once again pushed away for being something not human, and that would be a scar he would carry for his whole life and Wolfwood does not want to be a part of that. So that’s another reason to the ever growing list of “why don’t I just let this be”.

There is an odd sense of comfort in seeing Vash get mad, knowing that the man knows his ground, that even he has lines he won’t allow anyone to cross, that he can allow himself to feel something genuine for once and not the fake little things he is always doing. It is the positive side Wolfwood tries to see in those situations and what he has to remind himself over and over again so he doesn’t flinch away. Good thing he has some practice in arguments thanks to his little siblings back at the orphanage, practice he refuses to let go and holds on to dear life because he needs any crumb of reason at those moments.

At some point when hands are involved, when a clench to the shirt and a push to the shoulder escalates to shoving the other to the ground and a punch to the gut, Wolfwood goes full survival mode because no one told him that Vash was THAT strong and THAT heavy and THAT intimidating. He could have guessed after having watched the man fight. He is capable and strong, he usually moves with a certain preciseness and care under the goofy display, he may twirl around and stumble when dodging, but he is dodging and also landing hits.

He knows that Vash is strong and that he is also incredibly careful. But that’s when he is in all his senses with a mostly cool head, so having him hovering over Wolfwood pressing him down rendering him to the ground while very obviously mad and trying to prove his point, he freezes before he can react and fight back.

Those are the times where Vash feels the most guilty after the fight from what Wolfwood can gather and wildly assume. If him not eating (again) for days or even refusing to acknowledge Wolfwood unless necessary is any sign. That behavior can last over a week which is a little too long for Wolfwood’s peace of mind. So he starts poking again because apparently arguing again is the only way to make the bastard answer more. And it usually works, some nudging here and there and putting lemon with salt to the wound seems to do the trick.

It entails more shouting and screaming at each others faces their flaws that they already know like a script, until things start to calm down when Wolfwood reassures him that he is tougher than he looks, and that no matter what he won’t just leave Vash in a ditch, and if they were going to travel together for the future to come they would have to learn how to sort things out. Something he knows neither of them will probably never learn, but it is what it is and that’s what he can resort to at the moment, and it does seem to satisfy Vash a little. So once they are done, and they go their separate ways, never too far from each other, Vash starts to nibble at his food and says or asks little things to Wolfwood, and just like that they are good to go again.

They are both aware that addressing out loud how fucking scary Vash can be at those raw moments of anger, would be like painting a line of ‘I am this and you are that so we shouldn’t be doing this’ that neither of them would actually want to have. So even when yeah it can be horribly scary and surprisingly intimidating to deal with Vash when he is angry, Wolfwood is willing to stay and fight with him if that’s what he wants, if that’s what he needs. Even if it’s starting to take a toll on him. He is getting used to it though so it will be fine.

Probably.

#MY BRAIN IS ALWAYS ROTATING THEM LIKE A CHICKEN IN MY HEAD #The bickering and the fights and the conflicts they have are an important piece of them methinks #so it is impossible for me to not think of them like that all the time. I just think that their whole power dynamic is very interesting #because realistically Vash is very much capable of doing a lot of things to prove his point but he never does thanks to his philosophy #something that has saved WW from being absolutely obliterated into little pieces I believe #I bet Vash’s intrusive thoughts must be WILD because ain’t no way that man holds back from so much violence without it marinating inside #of his mind okay just saying #fellas ​is it gay to be kind of into your bro pinning you to the ground when he is in emotional distress and you are scared as fuck? #trigun #vash the stampede #nicholas d wolfwood #trigun stampede #vash #wolfwood #nicholas trigun #vashwood #lenssi rambles #lenssi writes #because that’s too fucking long. #I just thought of this but I think that Vash starts to let himself express more of his anger with each argument they have #like at first he is more wary. still upset but careful bc as I mentioned at the beginning he knows what he looks like when he is that upset #but after seeing that WW doesn’t really make a big reaction other than ofc arguing back he sort of starts to just #let himself go a little more. it’s not exactly the preferable outcome. but for once Vash is able to get mad and shout and express himself #almost fully with someone. and a part of him knows that WW can handle it. that he is capable of going through it #it’s a part of Vash that he doesn’t like when he’s in such a volatile state of being. but there is comfort in knowing that WW can take it #and that WW will answer back too. with just as much bite as he does #oooh I’m so normal about them oooh I lie a lot also

[weedgay]

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play END ROLL today !!!!

#mic #end roll #omori #rpg maker game #i am begging you on my hands and knees to play end roll. altered my brain chemistry fr #for sure check the content warnings tho #fuck it im pinning this post. everyone who visits this blog ever MUST be informed of my main man russell. legally speaking #needles cw #belatedly added a link to the english translation thank you for my life vgperson #also you can play on mobile via the EasyRPG Player app if you have an android !! i think ios requires extra shit sorry :( #but thats what ive been doing since my laptop is uhhhh geriatric

[dany36]

I just looked up a video on bg3 gameplay because I know next to nothing about it and I was wondering if I should get it. Anyway the gameplay is not my cup of tea but the amount of salty fanboys hating on it in the comments because it won game of the year is amazing lmao like I’m so glad it won even though I’m not gonna play it. There’s people actually commenting shit like “how can people even enjoy turn based combat I can’t believe this boring game got GOTY over Zelda 😂😂” yeah because running around an empty field exploring the same shit over and over fighting the same 10 enemies with the same tired combat is thrilling and worthy of an award. Get real.

#junk #gamers are the worst actually #idk why I even bothered to read the comments people are always fucking dumb in them #the creator of the video even had to pin a comment being like #suck it up fanboys bg3 officially goty #except in a class way of course #good for them #I don’t get the appeal of eldin ring either but I must say #that final battle was really cool to watch #wish Totk had half of the customization for combat that bg3 seems to have

[coridallasmultipass]

Personal vent post, how I tag things, apologies for this probably showing up in search results because I'm not censoring words (do not have the spoons rn)

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So I'm getting really frustrated (at the situation, not at individual people! Sorry to vague right after getting a request, I was gonna make this post like a week ago) that multiple people have asked me not to tag Bro/Cal reblogs as Stridercest.

Stridercest does not mean incest, it means Strider/Strider relationship. I'm tagging it for followers who don't want to see Strider/Strider at all (or for those who do, too, I guess). On MY blog, it has NO bearing on whether or not something is incest. Lil Cal has been a Strider since Day 1 to me, way before any of the events after Act 6, as a pure vanilla puppet. A Strider by marriage, in my opinion. But I'm not opposed to calculating the amount of Strider that got put in Lil Cal, as I've done before. You also have Dirk/Hal which is also Stridercest, but not incest (at least in canon, sometimes it is incest in fan depictions). Or Guardiancest, which I don't think counts as incest in canon either (but usually always is in fan depictions). Even selfcest between one Strider (beta!Dave/beta!Dave in a time travel situation, for example) is still gonna be Stridercest to me.

The ONLY Stridercest I add the specific ship tag for is Bro/Cal, because that's otp5eva for me, separate from any other Strider stuff (Stridercest probably doesn't even make top 3 HS ships for me). Everything else only gets the blanket Stridercest in reblogs, because I already tag a lot, I don't have the energy to add nuanced tags for weird Strider situations, and whether or not that constitutes incest, or which version of a character it is, especially when the artist/authors don't usually make the difference explicitly stated in their own caption/tags, and sometimes it's vague on purpose! (I'm currently writing a fic where Bro and Dirk are the same person! I'm not gonna make the distinction a big deal.)

It's mostly frustrating because then I have to decide if untagging the relationship as Stridercest is going to make someone else following me uncomfortable who will then see it untagged.

Going forth, I am going to delete whatever reblog I made if I get this request from someone else again. I'm trying to remember names, so I don't reblog any future content that would conflict with their requests, but this has already happened with three people in like the past two weeks. Had to block one person for telling me to die because I tagged "Stridercest" on the post preventatively, as usual, because I care about tagging for my followers. (I literally checked their blog like 3 times to make sure they didn't have a DNI pinned, and I still got told to die for my efforts lmao.)

Literally, please just DM me privately (thank you to the other people who did, sorry for the trouble!), and I will either delete the reblog, or block you if you request that. I'm not TRYING to make people uncomfortable, which is the whole reason why I tag it to begin with.

So, I'm not un-tagging shit anymore, it's delete only from now on. I'm not going against my own blog rules I set both to try and accommodate my followers, and to make searching my blog easier for myself. (Used to not tag anything from like 2011-2016 or later, and I'm still in the process of back-tagging everything, since it's been so frustrating to find old fandom posts.)

#unrelated but if you need me to tag something else ill try and accommodate it #im just not differentiating all the stridercest ships in tags its not possible the artists dont always make the distinction known #im still tagging shit ppl asked me to in 2012 and i dont think ive seen them interact with me in years lmao #if i miss a tag on something u can dm me sometimes i forget to tag hs on things bc in trying to tag all the characters in a group #id rather over-tag something than under-tag it since this function is available on this site #i should make a pinned post or something explaining my other tags honestly but i dont think enough people care #its just ughhh its prob gonna take pc use to navigate my official about me page. which is an ordeal because i cant click to it... #...without using a mouse and my mouse doesnt reach to my couch where i usually use my pc #i hate that about mes have been made obsolete by pinned posts and the inability to see blog themes on mobile or by the share link #wouldve been nice if they made the option to put a button to the about me page accessible to mobile users #havent been able to update mine in a while ider whats on there besides highlights of my blogs #anyway i got irl shit to do rn i spent way too much time explaining all this ugh it takes me so long to type anything #Cori.exe #Post.exe #im about to have like the worst week of my life btw pls send prayers that i can physically attend all the appointments i have this week #i can hardly lift a cup of water to my mouth im in so much fucking pain and its humiliating and miserable #its not even the endo this time its my back and idk what triggered it. must have been built up bc of all the stress i put on it... #...over the past like 3 weeks of doing backbreaking activities that needed to be done. i hate this so much lol

[autisticaradiamegido]

day 201

i have a type anyway for the love of god read soil that binds us please im begging my crops are withering you have to water them you have to use your tears (of joy, at having read a very quality webcomic about psychics, and teens, and psychic teens)

#day 201 #year 3 #soil that binds us #homestuck #sunshine xu #sollux captor #ah fuck i couldve thrown jon magnusarchives in there too #oh well. #also this is shitty because i was busy tonight and forgot i had to do art until like. 10min before Beddy Bye bro #ANYWAY #recent updates have had me thinking about.... Him #yes he is literally sunshine but you must understand he is also MY sunshine #my absolute beloved my doomed from the start son #the poetic fucking cinema of knowing how his story ends but not knowing how and just being on pins and fucking needles for Months #as the updates roll out and you get more and more attached but you know u fucken KNOW whats happening at the end but HOW!! #anyway read comic please i beg of you

[honeysuckle-fae]

Is there a way to turn off tumblr tv? Today I opened the app to a black and white flashing gif of a character getting electrocuted and like, while the art was cool, it was really jarring and hurt my eyes, and I don't get seizures.

#im gonna look a little more to see if theres a way to make it so the app opens onto my following and not my for you #i had it on that setting but it must have reverted somehow and im not a fan! #anyway if anyone knows how to help me id appreciate it #idk how to tag this #from the lark themself #tumblr tv #update: so my following tab is pinned but it still opened on the for you tab? #seems fucked to me!

[killuaisaprincess]

HOW CUTE AHHHHH

#personal #AHHHHHHH #THEY GOT ME FUCKED UP IF THEY DONT THINK ILL SAVE UP TO GET HIM #I’ve seen this type of bag with vocaloid a before anddd ahhh so cute and I wanted but couldn’t justify BUT KI OMG MUST HAVE #🥺🥺🙏🙏🙏🤲😤🤧😭 MUST IS NOT A WANT ITS A NEED #OMG #A CUTE LITTLE KI BAG WHERE I CAN PUT KI PINS #I’d have to go and remove them from other bags but ahhhhhhhhhhh #I WANTED TO SAVE FOR KIS POP UP PARADE BUT THAT WILL HAVE TO WAIT #I can find that on buyee later hopefully for reasonable price or or dekai anime! #cuz otherwise it’s like 100 already in the US they have me fucked up #THERE IS SHIPPING FOR BUYEE BUT IF IM WILLING TO WAIT AND I AM #I can pick cheapest option there’s no tracking but so far they’ve never lost a a package for me sooo #AHHHHH I NEEEED HIM NOWWWW #OKIE SO ITS PREORDER SO I HAVW TIME TO SAVE BUT I NEEEED HIM NOWWWW

[constantvariations]

Probably one of the most unfortunate things about RWBY is, for all it's inclusion of characters of color, there's no real cultural identity behind any of it

Outside of names, what is there to identify Yang or Ren or Sun as Asian? Other than skin tone, what marks Emerald as a Black woman? What marks Maria as hispanic besides her surname and clothes loosely inspired by Dio de los Muertos?

The few times crwby genuinely tried to tie these things together have ended in total failure. Flynt Coal is so unambiguously Black that his weapon and design are just Jazz... and that's his entire character. The Black One to counter our White Hero for 4.2 minutes, then claim he digs her style, thus negating every relevant real-world implication of a large, wealthy white family driving small time entrepreneurs of color out of business

Every single attempt at inclusion is through such a glaringly White lens that it's no wonder that people often mistake Sun or Ironwood as white despite being named after a Chinese deity or being modeled after their Asian VA. And that's so disappointing in ways I don't think I could ever truly put into words

#rwde #idk man #im thinking abt how all my ancestors cultures have been boiled down to nothing but White and im fucking mad #i cant even imagine how it must be on the other side #my cultures were erased to appease a power structure my ancestors wanted an in to but other folks had theirs STOLEN #to have your identity stolen then repackaged to you in the most insincere way possible by idiots who think they know best #its a disgrace unlike any other #anyway this is a v long winded way of saying please let other cultures have a chance in fantasy/sci fi settings #let black characters have kinky hair and cornrows and african specific jewelry like the lip gauges and gold neck rings #let asian characters be more than aesthetics and ramen and wisdom spouting gurus #and also remember asia is a big fucking continent so theres a myriad of cultures under the Asian name w lots of history and conflict #we are well beyond the point of pinning all Asian rep on one character a la Hikari Sulu #also also remember that indigenous people EXIST #and they exist beyond bandit stereotypes or as nObLe SaVaGeS #also middle eastern folks could def use some rep beyond evil terrorists and helpless victims in need of rescue (by americans!!1!) #this doesnt even cover shit like religious or disabled or queer cultures- all of which have rich complicated histories that affect today #there are so many things to consider when building a world from scratch and they did absolutely NOTHING AHHHHHHHHH

[doctorweebmd]

AHHHHHHH I AM IN AGONY

#WHY. WHY MUST I WRITE PLOT INTO FIC. WHY CANT THEY JUST BONE. WHAT THE FUCK. HOW AM I AVOIDING REAL WORK BY PUTTING IN TOO MUCH WORK #INTO A FANFICTION THAT ALMOST NOONE IS READING #AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #mostly because a lot of what i wrote for this chapter of nef i decided to scrap #and now i'm like NOOOOOOOOOO I HAVE TO MOVE THE PLOT FORWARD #no babygirl don't be stressed about fanfiction haha you're so sexy #i'm also very hungover #but got a bunch of my hero academia merch because of sushi place is doing a promo?? #kura sushi its a chain theres a bunch in the US #i got a pin and a keychain and a t-shirt! #i will post them here eventually lol

[coffee-bat]

also i got stung by a gigachad nettle yesterday

#thrice #it was SO bad. i was sure i'd either die or get superpowers from that shit #ramble #idk what tf was wrong with the nettles there. maybe it was just bc all the stings were on my inner palm. but the pain was genuiely worse- #-than the time i broke a bone #this shit was unbearable and i felt like SUCH a pussy bc ur was just fuckign nettles💀 #//for context i was on field classes for zoology #first time was bc i crouched down on a slope by a creek to look at snails. and to get up i rested my hands flat behind me. with my left - #-flat on a nettle. and pressed down to get up #i felt like i was fucking dying #then the second i was AGAIN crouching on a slope by the creek to look at snails but this time my leg slipped into the mud and to catch- #-myself i grabbed. a fistful of nettle. with the same hand #this was worse than the time i broke a bone #and the third i slid down a bigger slope by a BIGGER creek and once again grabbed a fistful to catch myself 💀💀 #i felt like the unluckiest person on earth bruh #and it was like. so weird. bc nettle stings for me were always like. quick sting then just itching #here it was feeling like a chemical burn for 10+ minutes after the sting. and then pins and needles for the next 5h #what the fuck was up with those nettles bruh genuiely #also everyone must have thought i was SUCH a pussy bc my ass got stung by a nettle then walked doubled over like a soldier injured at war

[haileys-out2]

I’ve been told to make this caption from one of my photos (yes this is me in the photo). I have no control over any of this, I’ve been told what tags to use and how long the post is to be pinned to the top of my page. 😥

The post is up for three months (until June 8) and I am scared about how long I’ll get!!

P-p-please be nice. I d-d-don’t want my life ruined!! 😭😭😭

Update. If this post hits 100 REBLOGS I have to get a larger plug and dildo.

Update 2. You are all mean (specially @count-alta with your 20-odd reblogs)😤😭😭 I now have to get a larger plug and dildo. If it gets to 300 REBLOGS then I have to make a Discord server to show that I am in fact wearing the cage and plug 😭😭😭😭 this is getting both out of control and expensive

Update 3. It hasn’t even been a week. 😢😢 I’ve been instructed to add note milestones. I’ve only been given a couple for now but more will be added if any of you suggest something my dominant likes.

Update 4. I’m back from a brief hiatus from Tumblr while I settled into a new job, and I discovered that this post really took off. I now have to make discord (coming soon) and I’ve been given a new Reblog MILESTONE. If this post reaches 500 Reblogs I will have to start HRT. If it hits 1000 Reblogs then I have to find a man to fuck me on camera 😭😭😭😭. Please be nice.

Update 5: whelp it’s done. My Discord server is live

1500 notes: I have to keep myself hairless from the nose down.

1700 notes: Make an Amazon Wishlist and add 100 toys and clothes for anyone to buy. Anyone who buys them will get a free show with what they bought

1800 notes: my hair must be grown out

2000 notes: I have to resume my BambiSleeps regimen

2500 notes: Practice deepthroating the current sized dildo twice a week

2750 notes: I now have listen to Bambi sleeps every morning, afternoon and night on my days off

3000 notes: Sit on a 7-inch dildo 2 times a week for 30 min

3250 notes: I have to start using she/her pronouns

3500 notes: I have start wearing a bra everyday

3750 notes: Use a large plug now

4000 notes: I have to start an OF (ManyVids and webcamming as well once I find a better living arrangement)

4250: I have to film myself suck cock

4500 notes: i can only ever cum from anal

5000 notes: I can only wear androgynous clothing. Nothing overtly masculine

5100 notes: Sit on an 8-inch dildo 3 times a week for 30 min

5400 notes: Listen to Bambisleep hypno every time I do anal

6000 notes: edge with a Hitachi magic wand for 30 once a week

6500 notes: start using a ball gag whenever I do anal

7100 notes: Once a week I have to film myself anal training and share it to the discord channel

8000 notes: Sit on a 9-inch dildo 4 times a week for 30 min

8500 notes: I must listen to ALL hypno that is sent to me

9000 notes: The Hitachi edging session becomes twice a week

12300 notes: Clicker train myself to get horny to the thought of cock

13200 notes: Use an XL plug now

13500 notes: Only use 10-inch toys from now on sit on it 6 times a week for 30 min, once a week use a 12+ inch toy

15000 notes: I have to get either bottom surgery or an orchiectomy

20000 notes: I have to be spit roasted

25000 notes: I have to be the center of a Blow Bang

32500 notes: I have to be the center of a Gangbang 😳😳😳

#feminine sissy #submisive sissy #beta sissy #sissy tasks #sissifyme #humiliation sissy #permanent feminization #ruin me pls. so fkn hot #ruin my life #forced feminized #naughty sissy #beta sub #feminization hypnosis #feminizationtraining #humiliated sissy #caged chastity #locked in caged #sissy caged #cage slave #sissy and slave #reblog #bambi sleep #bambification #bambisleep #bambi subliminals #bimbo toy #bimbo in training #trans bimbo #trans nsft #trans ns/fw

[chuluoyi]

✎ heaven's fury

- gojo satoru x reader

sometimes you forget that your husband has burdens as the strongest sorcerer alive. when he goes back home from a bad day and you're the first person he comes contact to, you're made aware of it once again

genre: angry!gojo, a bit of hurt with looots of comfort and fluff !! it’s self-indulgent too🤭

note: i knooow i said i'll post gojo angst next, but i forgot i have this in backburner too so... this hurt/comfort goes first :') based on an anon's request. loosely takes place after baby!

a part of gojo's love entries

series masterlist | oneshot masterlist

“Sukuna's vessel is a threat— he must be executed as soon as possible!”

“The more we put this off, the greater the risk he poses to society!”

“Gojo, you can't delay his sentence any longer—!”

Weak. All of them. They always make excuses. Trying to pin blame on someone else.

The jujutsu world he lives in… is wretched. Gojo Satoru thought he knew that well already, or at least knew enough to not get riled up over it.

Apparently not.

“Gojo-sensei? You look scary...”

Typically, he would mask his clear disdain with sharp-witted jibes, but he reached his limit this time. Especially since they had been pressuring him relentlessly to execute Itadori Yuji for at least five times a week, each week.

. . .

“Satoru, oh, you're home already!”

At the end of it all, he went home with the worst of moods. It served as a reminder—of his deep-seated contempt for weakness and how burdensome he found the task of protecting the insufferable to be.

“Satoru...?”

And it's because of their weakness that Suguru—

“Satoru, are you—?”

“Just fucking shut it!”

And that was when he saw you, standing before him with wide eyes, cradling your—his—precious baby in your arms, who was sound asleep.

“Huh…?”

Satoru immediately tensed up, realizing his mistake. And what hit him even harder was— is that a flicker of hurt he saw flashing across your face?

If so, then you quickly blinked it away because in the next instant, your face lit up with a warm smile— kind of forced, to his dismay. “Welcome home, Satoru.”

Something inside him churned, his heart started to ache, and there was a bitter taste in his mouth then.

There you were, as accepting as ever, and he cherished you for it.

But not tonight. Not for this. You didn't deserve any of his misplaced resentment.

Damn it. Damn it all!

In response, he offered you a subtle nod and headed to the bathroom, thinking a shower might help clear his foul mood away.

Contrary to what Satoru might think, you didn't really hold anything against him.

You were surprised, yes, because he was usually such a ball of energy even when he got back from intercity missions, but more than the hurt, you would understand if now, he was pissed some way or another.

Your husband is still a human. He is entitled to be upset on some days.

After ensuring your son was comfortably asleep in his cot, you returned to your bedroom to find Satoru already in bed, facing away from you. Hmph... now that you thought about it, this silence between you was unacceptable.

“Satoru.” You poked his side, but he didn't budge and still had his eyes shut. You arched an eyebrow. “Satoru? You can't be asleep.”

“…” No answer. Okay, let's try something else.

“Honey, talk to me? Hmm?” you decided to swallow the heat on your face as you addressed him more intimately. Mind you, you didn't usually call him that. He was the one in charge of pet names.

“…” This shithead. That's it.

“Satoru, my tummy hurts—”

“What?” In an instant, he flipped over, abruptly sitting up. “What hurts—”

Seizing the opportunity, you tugged him by the neck, and both of you tumbled onto the bed, with him landing on top of you. Satoru instinctively held himself up and cushioned the back of your head with his hand so you wouldn’t crash into the headboard—his blue eyes wildly flickering, searching for any sign of discomfort or harm.

“You good?” he made a face upon realizing your ruse.

“You won’t talk to me otherwise,” you noted with a hint of annoyance. But then your eyes softened into a concerned frown. “Satoru… what’s wrong?”

Once again, Satoru felt hollow. You were worried and it reached him. “It’s nothing,” he replied, looking away, trying to downplay his fury.

You pulled him close, his head against your chest, and though he was stiff and taken aback at first, he released a reluctant sigh and instinctively snuggled closer, finding comfort in your embrace.

“There, there…” you soothed with a smile, gently running your fingers through his hair. “Feel better now?”

He let out another sigh against you, returning the hug and nuzzling his face against your chest. His body heat enveloped you like a blanket.

And after a while...

“...’m sorry for yelling at you...” he muttered with such regret it made your eyes widen. “Didn’t mean it.”

The slight prickle in your heart dissipated at once, hearing his muffled voice.

“Mm-hmm, I know.”

“Really.”

“Mmm, really, really.”

He held you a little tighter, breathing in your scent, and you kept stroking his head. He looked so despondent it warmed your heart, and made you want to pet him. “Our baby loves being held like this too,” you giggled fondly. “You big baby… you’re just like him.”

Your husband let out a soft grunt against your chest, exhaling deeply.

“Whenever you’re ready, talk to me, yes?”

And so after several more pats on his head, Satoru finally told you everything, about how the higher-ups were relentlessly pressing him to put an end to Yuji, the new kid he recently enrolled to the jujutsu school.

“They're just some paranoid old fools—”

“Mm-hmm.”

“—stinky, cringey, looks depressed most of the time—”

“Heh— now that's just plain disrespect.”

“Yuji is just clueless and just has a lot to learn,” Satoru grumbled sullenly. “They didn't even teach him a thing and incapable to— how dare they? To keep him ignorant and then murder him?”

...oh.

And at that moment, you found clarity. Why he got so worked up, why he got irate this time whereas he was usually insensitive.

First, it was because of your tragic youth. No one protected Haibara from his unfortunate incident and was there for Geto when he needed it the most—which still haunted him to this day.

And secondly, because he himself is a father too. No one deserves their youth being taken away. That has been his moral compass, and the sense grows even stronger ever since the baby was born.

It made something inside you flutter.

“Satoru...” you breathed out, smiling, squeezing him affectionately. “You’re ... a kind person.”

“Huh?”

“You take it upon yourself to mentor those kids,” you mused. “Just look at Megumi and Yuta; they've turned out just fine.”

Truthfully, Satoru didn't consider himself as kind as you made him out to be. At times he felt like he was doing it because it was right, sometimes he thought it was for fun, and at other times, he simply didn't feel like seeing more deaths or wrong paths. And he was sure if you had asked Megumi whether he was a good teacher or not, the grumpy boy would only roll his eyes.

But then, just as he looked up at you, the prettiest smile blossomed on your face, and you said to him—

“And as your wife, I’m... proud of you.”

The way you sincerely told him that made his breath catch in his throat, and his heart pound a little faster.

The woman who has become his everything. This unabashed, pure love you show him.

“Sweets, I—” he suddenly rose, back to on top of you. But his voice faltered, remembering the way he coldly snapped at you earlier. “I...”

You looked up at him innocently. And he swallowed the shame because he had to tell you too.

Because you were so, so incredibly precious to him, and he wanted you to know that.

“…love you,” he mumbled, his beautiful eyes meeting yours with no hesitation. His cheeks were burning, tinted with a shade of pink—and you out of all people knew best that him being embarrassed meant as good as him not being horny—

But before you could point it out, he leaned down towards you, capturing your lips in a gentle kiss. There was no trace of the man who was hungry for your body— it was just a long, chaste kiss that contained his feelings for you.

And when he pulled back, both of you were panting slightly, trying to catch your breath. Then, he pursed his lips, his eyes glittery—somehow reminding you of your baby's face just before he cried out for his milk.

“I wanna pay for my sin. Wanna cuddle you too.”

And so you let him. He held you close, his arm under your head and you traced lazy lines on his chest, feeling contented and somewhat giddy.

“You feel that bad, huh?” you chuckled, noticing his continued gloominess.

“I am,” he puffed out his cheeks before pressing a kiss on your forehead. “Because if anyone else dares to tell you off like that, I'll wreck them on the spot.”

“Hmm, how romantic. But come to think about it... you did look a little scary though...”

At that moment, he felt his heart drop, his eyes instantly rounded in alarm, looking at you with dismay.

“No, no, I'm not scary! Wifey, I'm your devoted and loving husband!”

Epilogue

Your morning started with your baby's cries. When you glanced over, Satoru was gone from your bed already. Curious, you made your way to the baby's room, and what you saw there caused you to raise an eyebrow.

"Satoru... what are you...?"

He turned to you with an expression so heartbroken as he rocked his wailing baby. "He keeps crying, I don't know why..."

However, your attention was drawn more to his disheveled appearance. Messy hair, slitted eyes as if he hadn't brushed off sleep, and most of all, the dark eyebags under his eyes.

"Uh, Satoru... give him to me."

When he did, your baby calmed down almost instantly, his sobs turning into light sniffles, and your husband could only scratch his head in confusion.

"Why...? When I tried to look at him, he cried even harder—"

"...no offense, but if I were a baby and someone who looks like a panda holds me up, I'd get scared and cry too."

Satoru let out a theatrical gasp, clutching his chest as he hovered over your baby—

"Nooo! Papa didn't mean to scare you—!"

...but to his horror, your baby turned away from him, hiding his face in your chest instead.

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[ghouljams]

Piercer!König who is sure he must have the wrong name when you stand up from the waiting room couch in your pretty dress. All white with little pink flowers, it barely scrapes mid thigh, innocent and yet... he can see the little pebble of piercings under the top. The thin fabric doing nothing to hide the piercings bracketing your nipples, and the fact that you aren't wearing a bra. Naughty little thing. You must want him to see them. He checks the sheet on his clipboard again, his eyes flitting over the words "vertical clitoral hood piercing." You smile up at him with every sweetness, and König feels as if his stare may bore straight through you. Predatory to anyone who knew better.

He ushers you back to his room and gets started setting up his piercing tray as you settle on the padded table. He glances over his shoulder at you, and you fix him with another smile. "You can undress." He tells you, looking back at his work. There's a very brief sound of shuffling before it stops, and the table creaks. König looks back at you again and finds you fully clothed still, your underwear neatly folded beside you. That won't do at all. "Dress too," he nods. Your uncertainty writes itself over your face, and he feigns ignorance, compassion. "I'd like to check your other piercings as well, see if you need to change the jewelry."

"Oh," your lips part around the sound, König wonders what they'd look like wrapped around his cock, "Alright then." You reach behind you to untie the thin straps behind your back that hold the dress together and tug the fabric up over your head. König feels his breath catch, held tighter with each inch of skin you reveal. If he'd hoped for more piercings littering your body he's sorely mistaken. Your nipples are pierced, he'd already seen those, but past that... You're practically a virgin. No other piercings he can see. He can't wait to get his hands on you.

"Lay back on the table," he voice feels rough, his eyes following the movement of your legs as you slip them onto the table. He snaps the black nitrile gloves onto his hands as he steps closer, runs them over your legs as you part them. You're so easy for him, so willing to spread your legs at the slightest touch. And such a pretty pussy. König runs his thumb up your slit, spreads your folds with his fingers and pinches your clit.

"Why do you want this piercing?" König asks, watching you giggle as he rubs over your clit.

"Sort of a joke, helping guys find it, y'know?" Your voice is so sweet. He wonders how many men have failed you, if any at all have. His thick finger slips over your entrance and he mumbles a soft apology when you gasp.

"I've never had any trouble," he mutters.

"I mean, I hope so, since that's what you're piercing." You joke. König hums, rolls his thumb over your clit to watch you shiver. Proof positive he supposes. "What-" he shushes you, rubbing your clit until you try to close your legs, then König is wrenching them open. He coos down at you, raising to hold your shoulder with his free hand, keeping you pinned to the table as you squirm.

"Need to get it hard for piercing," he smiles behind his mask watching you nod. What a stupid thing you are, still spreading your legs for him. König circles his fingers over your clit, watching you squirm and buck into his hand. He tugs his mask down when it's clear you're not going to try and get off the table, leaning to latch his lips around your nipple as he pushes one thick finger into your pretty cunt. He'll just make you come once or twice, then he'll get you pierced. Just once or twice.

Maybe three times if he's still feeling mean.

And once on his cock, just because you won't be fucking anyone for a few weeks with your new piercing...

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[tiza0925]

Hello! I'm new to this but have you ever thought about any of your favorite characters while they're in the act and you look down at a certain part and they're so big on you that it scares you but they're pretty sure it could fit.I don't know if you could write something like that, sorry if it makes you uncomfortable.

hellooo, absolutely love this prompt so much ty for this ♡

men that make it fit | 18+

warnings/tags: nsfw, afab/female!reader, size difference, fingering, pet names, praise kink, squirting, raw sex, implied multiple orgasms, large cocks ♡

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Big men who just cover your entire body with theirs when they’re on top of you. 

Guys who make you feel so small when you’re on their lap, their hands are so damn big that they can cover your entire waist, legs, and hands—practically engulfing you. 

Big men that just pin you to the mattress while making out with you, they’re so strong without needing to try, and you probably should feel scared by the difference in strengths but god—you feel so secure. 

And you know he’ll take care of you even if he can hurt you sometimes—never on purpose unless you want it—because of how massive he is. 

Guys who feel just a little bad when they hear you cry from them pushing their thick fingers inside you—stretching your poor cunt and making you leak all over his hand as he curls his fingers inside your plush walls, coaxing out a throbbing orgasm from you. 

“Such a sweet little thing for me,” You hear him murmur, watching as your face twists with pleasure, and he can see the slight worry in your eyes as he fucks you with his fingers. “My baby is taking me so well already.” 

But can you take his cock? 

Fuck—what if it’s too big? 

It must be—his fingers are already too much for you—his dick will be nearly impossible to fit inside you. 

“You think you can be good and take my cock?” You whine, feeling heady and muddy as he pins both of your hands above your head on the bed, while his other hand continues to twist and curl inside you, his thumb pressing and rubbing your swollen clit. “I want to feel my favourite pussy, sweetheart.” 

But you suck in a shaky breath, eyes wide and scared because you know you can’t fit all of him in, and he chuckles breathlessly as he kisses your lips so softly, making you melt against him. 

“Don’t be scared,” He kisses your cheek, then gives your trembling lower lip a gentle pull with his mouth, trying to get you relaxed as he strums his fingers through your sopping folds, his voice low and deceptively soothing. “I’ll be gentle with you, okay?” 

He always is—and that’s the thing. 

No matter how gentle he tries to be—he still ends up stretching you so wide that you think you might actually split in half, the sting of him inside you being too much that you cry sometimes.

He kisses you, and reassures you, hand running up and down your body to spread goosebumps all over your skin. 

Then he’s pushing his pants off to let his fat cock bounce free—it lands on your belly, all hot and heavy, and your breath hitches as electricity sparks through your body—and your heart rate doubles with every passing moment, just waiting for him to stuff you with his cock. 

“Relax for me,” He says while guiding his dick to slide between your plush pussy, letting your slick folds hug his length and coat them in juices as he rocks his hips—his cock head bumping against your clit every time his hips are flushed against yours. 

“You feel that, baby?” Your lashes flutter, your eyes half-lidded as he works you up, making your cunt pulse as he glides his heavy cock over it. “You’re gonna be so good and fit all of me, okay?” 

You gulp, but you still nod—because you want to be good for him. 

You want to feel him and make him feel good. 

And he watches you, focused, taking in every twitch of your features as he slowly pushes the head of his dick inside you—his eyes alight with heat when he sees the way your mouth pops open with a gasp, already feeling the intense stretch of him. 

“You’re okay, baby,” he shushes you, sliding his hands under your thighs to guide them around his waist, and you whine as you hook your arms around his neck, bringing him closer, sloppily kissing him as he waits for you to adjust. “You feel so tight already—fuck—”

He groans, his voice vibrating against you, and you begin to breathe heavily as he pushes his fat cock into you—making you feel every agonizing inch as your pussy struggles to swallow him whole. 

“I—“ Your sentence gets cut short as you choke, already feeling him in your lungs and he’s only halfway in, “I can’t—”

“You can,” One of his hands comes up to swipe a fallen tear on your cheek with his thumb, while his other hand pins you to the bed by the waist. “I know you can, baby, you always did before.”

Which is true—you always did but—

It’s just so fucking big—holy shit—

You bite your lip, and your eyes squeeze shut as you try your hardest to relax—your fluids being pushed out as he lodges his dick inside your warm, plush walls, causing a wet mess all over your thighs and bed. 

You hold him as if you’re clinging onto dear life—taking all of him as he kisses you through it—until his hips finally press against your ass, his cock so deep that your limbs grow numb and you swear you can orgasm already. 

“There you go, sweetheart,” He purrs, waiting a moment as your pussy throbs around him, feeling abused and soaked, and he smiles down at you so achingly soft. “Taking me all like a good girl for me.” 

Then he pulls back—

“Oh god—” And you keen when he rocks his hips forward, sliding his cock along your walls, and he sets a pace of fucking you—getting you wet and your eyes to roll back as he becomes greedy with your pussy. 

“Look, baby,” He grunts, thrusting his cock in and out, his length coming out slick and creamy from your arousal, and he grips your face—fingers squishing your cheeks—to make you look down. “Look how well you’re taking me.” 

Your vision is foggy, you’re barely able to comprehend anything except for the dick inside your sore cunt, and you blink blearily as you try to look at what he wants you to see and—

Fuck.

You watch the way his cock disappears into your pussy, his girth forcing its way into you—and you let out a shaky breath at the way you’re taking it all in. 

Just like he said you would. 

“Told you I’ll make it fit, sweetheart, I always do,” You hear him murmur, and you force yourself to relax into a ragged breath as your limps melt into the mattress beneath you.

You feel like you’re being split in half as he fucks you over and over, bringing you higher and higher until you’re cumming all over him—gushing out liquid as you squirt on his cock with a wet moan, his name on your tongue—

And he takes good care of you throughout it all. His aftercare overwhelms you with cuddles of love and affirmation.

He loves you too much, anyway.

End.

Bokuto, Oikawa, Ushijima, Atsumu, Suna, Gojo, Choso, Sakusa, Geto, Sukuna, Nanami, Akaza, Oda, Kuroo, Hinata, plus any of your fav characters ♡

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