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starlooove · 1 year

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Ok so like my issue is that I have so many AUs revolving my oc that I can’t give a set story or even anything definitive abt how they fit into the timeline so imma just give interesting factoids or whatever;

-batcat kid but specifically an Afro Cuban Selina so the kids afro cuban

-I can’t decide on a gender BUT for names I’m thinking Simon (like See-Mon) but I change my mind by the hour so

-I think their specialty would be stealth and info gathering on a street level as opposed to online. Like I think they’d have the hiding in plain sight thing totally down and they don’t do stakeouts cause they can literally sneak in anywhere when they feel like it.

-Very sticky fingers. Doesn’t even meant to steal shit sometimes and will even return things to their siblings after they notice. Damian goes through an existential crisis when they return a whole fucking sword he didn’t notice was missing.

-Has abandonment issues in the: I’ll screw u over before u screw me over kinda way, and a tendency to run from consequences. Big moment for them is doing smth wrong and instead of hiding or flat out leaving till it’s forgetting, they decide to just stay and take whatever happens. (Whatever they did isn’t a big deal, maybe like a knocked over vase or whatever; but it’s big in the sense that they feel so secure in not just their place in the fam but the fact that the fam loves them that they can get grounded and be fine or whatever.)

-split up from Selina a lot when it came to escaping or just general wandering for awhile but they always made their way back to eachother. The kind of ppl that can go months without speaking and be completely fine when they come back (tho they absolutely prefer not to and make it a point to see eachother at least thrice a week when the kid gets older)

-Selina’s vv protective of the kid but also doesn’t want them to grow up spoiled and with the ability to survive if smth every happened to her. She feels like a shitty parent sometimes bc her kid doesn’t seem socially ready for so many things but she can’t help but feel a surge of pride or vindication whenever her kid comes out stronger after something tough. It makes everything worth it when her kid can babble about how they fought off some thug, even if her heart aches as she’s bandaging their bruised knuckles.

-I think we need a singer in the batfam actually they can sing now. Black canary’s biggest fan.

-Twin whips. This is me projecting a bit but they don’t feel comfortable if they’re not dual wielding. They can’t use one pistol, it’s gotta be two. Fuck a sword, they’re rocking with swords. It just makes them feel unbalanced and unprotected so they follow in their moms footsteps but yknow they had to double it

-big ole eyes. Slightly unsettling. They’re green and if you look at them too fast you could swear their pupils look like slits at times…

-causes problems on purpose and is genuinely surprised by the consequences

-if they ever got caught and genuinely couldn’t escape, Selina would step in but if she thought they could make it out on their own she’d leave some kind of sign or clue as to how to go about it. She’s so proud when they don’t take her cue and escape on their own for the first time.

-is very used to going unnoticed so ppl who are extremely perceptive or pay too much attention to them freaks them out and it makes them kinda defensive. Someone asking about their day will feel like an attempt at getting them to admit to smth and they’ll respond as such.

-don’t know whether to make them younger than Damian or his age for the sheer comedy but either way they get along with him and Duke the most

-starts picking up the caveman grunts from Bruce and everyone is trying to get them out of it. “Let’s use our word sugarplum :)” “Hn.”

-toxic trait is they expect everyone to know what they’re feeling despite looking like they were etched from fucking marble all the time. They genuinely think they’re an open book and don’t understand why Tim doesn’t get that they don’t ACTUALLY hate him they just said that in a fit of rage and it doesn’t matter anymore because it’s over with.

-very go with the flow kinda person tho. “This might as well happen” personified

-smoothtalker to the max, can lie like a fucking rug. Considering their actual blunt kinda awkward personality, watching them lie so smoothly is almost as jarring as watching Batman become brucie wayne.

-if someone talks shit Abt Bruce it’s whatever and same for most of their siblings but they’ll step for Selina and Jason 😭 (spreading my close Selina and Jason agenda btw)

-tells Jason that if he doesn’t take them on a joyride around Gotham, they’ll let themselves get caught in Bristol and tell Selina that he wasn’t watching their back. They get batburger on the way back

-is very black and white at times and they know that ppl CAN change but they’re also not very forgiving. “Fool me once and fuck you I can’t wait to dance on your fucking Grave” kinda thing.

-big moment is them telling Damian or smth “I don’t wanna be mad at you anymore” and forgiving them for smth big. Smth Abt love being worth heartache and smth Abt how ppl can hurt you w/o meaning too but that doesn’t mean they love u any less or whatever.

-that’s kinda all I got

-OH! They’re darkskinned btw. None of that light caramel macchiato swirl yall always do to mixed kids. I’m thinking earth kitt or Harley Quinn show Selina so they’d be somewhere in there with dark hair. They get strong brows from Bruce (I’m thinking duckytrees drawings of him) and the way they emote is all him.

#batcat oc #bat kid #I think they’d be stray #Catlad is still stupid omg #with the whole blk and white thing #it’s a point of contention between them and their siblings at one point #bc they see both Bruce and Selina as ppl who hung the stars and moon in the sky #so when their siblings talk Abt some of the fucked up shit Bruce did #they get kinda pissy #eventually they understand that yes even papi is a multifaceted human being who can be wrong #but it hurts #they relate to Damian the most in this #this is not a bad parent Bruce Wayne safe zone btw #sometimes I’m into that but rn I’m stepping for him idc idc #he’s got B+ verging on A- parenting in this #No physical abuse Just emotional issues and misunderstandings #I think I’m gonna make the kid Damian’s age #they call themselves twins it’s so funny #when they go to school they act like the kid was there the whole time #‘who’s that with you wayne?’#‘you mean you don’t remember your betters? pathetic.’#they get detention so many times smh my head

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stnexus · 7 months

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Just Before Bed

dom!geto suguru x blk!fem!sub!reader x kinda dom!gojo satoru

18+, R RATED, MINORS DNI

description: no panties at a party? well that’s just unacceptable.

warnings: (y/n) is tipsy here + geto high though all parties are consenting adults, unprotected sex, indicates that there is a safe word if needed (not used every thing is fine and fun), established relationship, geto’s a little mean + kinda a cuck(?) lmao, f + m overstim, squirting, creampie(s), double penetration, dacryphillia, everyone be safe please make sure you are fully grasping my warnings!

names used (?): baby, baby doll, princess, pretty girl, brat, pretty, pretty boy, good girl

word count: 3.1k+

The silver wind chimes on the front porch clanked together as it let out a ring of a beautiful melody. Cold air swirled about, causing the rustle of fallen leaves along the ground. As a car pulled into the drive way all that could be heard was the banging of car doors slamming shut as you and your lovers got out. Causing the chilled gusts of wind to meet your bare arms — damned tube dress.

“tss, satoru baby i’m cold,” you complained as you hugged onto the partner closets to you. almost losing your footing with how intoxicated you were. sloppy drink wouldn’t be used to describe your state — but you definitely had a nice buzz flowing throughout your body. every thought felt fuzzy around the edges, like you could just let yourself float away.

“com’ere, baby doll,” gojo calls out, wrapping his arms around you as he led you both behind geto. your arms wrapped around his white button up cladded torso. the keys jingling about in geto's hand matched the wind chimes song as your second lover made his way to the front door. sifting through the keys on his keychain.

“suguruuu, why’re ya so quiet?” you spoke up with laughter in your tone, one of you fingers playing with a belt loop on gojo's black slacks. your pink acrylics dragging against his clothed hips.

“you know how he gets when he’s high, all quiet and brooding,” gojo laughed, pulling you closer.

“you two have been giggling the whole way home. and despite gojo being sober,” geto chided, “you’re both sharing the same brain cell at the moment…now get in before you get sick.”

at your boyfriend’s declaration as he ushered you both inside, you and gojo’s laughs grew even more. walking through the front door of your home in a fit of laughter as the warm atmosphere enveloped you all. kicking your heels off, you watched as the two men removed their dress shoes, black socks meeting the wooden floor of the threshold.

“suguru…” before the words could even form in your drunken mind, geto had picked you up bridal style. the bottom of your black colored floor length dress swaying around your manicured toes at the action. wrapping your arms around his neck you planted a kiss on his cheek, which was still cold from the time spent outside. your head was brought down to rest on his shoulder - meeting the black button up shirt he had worn. it wasn’t long before you were upstairs — gojo close behind after he grabbed three cups of water from the kitchen.

dropping you softly onto the edge of the bed, geto began to grab at the black tie around his neck — slowly loosening the knot. gojo sat the cups down with a sigh. when nanami said he would be hosting a party you all thought it was some kind of joke. nanami? having fun? turns out it was some corporate affair, nothing but office workers swarmed the building. but you all still managed to enjoy your self, nanami never shied away from offering alcohol. which you did partake in, unlike gojo or geto. though, somehow someway geto had slipped out during the night. telling you and gojo he'd just be a minute, only to return high.

“come on baby, take your dress off,” gojo stated grabbing at the top of your tube dress as you giggled.

“say please first ‘toru,” a smirk played at his lips you responded. but he held back a retort as he slipped his fingers between the top of the dress and your body, beginning to pull it down your chest until—

“you didn’t wear a bra..? well, kinda understandable with the dress. but, hell…no panties either,” gojo looked baffled as you giggled. you drunken brain fully fucking you over, because if you had been sober you wouldn’t have missed the glare geto had thrown at gojo's discovery. letting gojo pull the dress off of you completely a gasp left your lips as you felt his hand ghost over the top of your thighs as he came up to plant a kiss on your glossy lips.

“such a bad girl,” gojo scolded, “such a pretty body though, don’t you think so suguru?”

“as always,” geto replied as he took off his silver cufflinks, "but why don’t you do me a favor ‘toru?”

“hm?”

“eat our pretty girl out,” Geto stated, “i like seeing her all sensitive and whiny after she drinks. and the way she's looking at you i think she'd like that.”

looking down at your low hooded eyes and quiet demeanor. you had stopped the giggling from earlier. taking in your lover that stood before your completely naked form.

“whaddya say, ‘s that what you want princess?” gojo questioned with a small smile, moving to hold your chin between his thumb and index finger.

“mhm,” you nodded and hummed in compliance, tone low, "please, satoru...that's what i want."

it wasn’t long before gojo had rid himself of his clothes, much like geto who moved about in the room in just his black briefs. pulling his long black hair into a messy low bun. cleaning things up, as if gojo wasn’t buried between your legs, eye level with your cunt as he laid soft and loving kisses on your special little button. his hands pushed your brown thighs in opposite directions, spreading you open for him to get better access. gojo planted one more kiss on your clit, watching as your arousal leaked from your hole as he pulled away.

you'd be lying if you said you hadn't been horny since you all had been getting ready for the party. taking in your two boyfriends as they got dressed. smelling the cologne they'd covered themselves with made the ache between your legs even worse. even the way they conversed at the party, teeth sparkling as they threw charming smiles. and the way geto looks when high was the icing on the cake. it was like heaven and your worst nightmare at the same time, knowing you couldn't touch them. which made your predicament now even more annoying.

“stop teasing, gojo—” your whiny bratty remark was cut short as you felt his tongue make contact with your pussy. pushing through your puffy lips to lick a long stripe. his blue eyes had snapped to your face, watching it contorting slightly as you were taken off guard. as small moan had caused you to go quiet for just a second.

“oh she went quiet for a second there, satoru,” geto laughed as he continued to trail around the room picking up everyones discarded clothes. “but truly stop teasing. go ahead and make her a whiny mess, baby.”

at the command of geto again you could feel all fight from gojo drop as he pressed his face between your thighs once more. removing one hand from one of your brown thighs in order to use his fingers to spread your puffy lips open. everything else that followed was rid of the kind and gentle kisses he’d shown you before.

it was only a matter of minutes before you felt a mixture of your wetness and gojo’s spit completely flooding your cunt. dripping onto the bed. there was no use of shying away with the way he had you spread open, lips wrapped around your pretty little bud as he sucked at it and licked away. nothing but obscene slurping sounds and your whiny moans could be heard around the room as geto sat on the bed, observing his two lovers from afar.

geto was right earlier, drinking does make you sensitive and whiny. it was a cute sight to him.

“‘toru, you feel so good,” you moaned out, pink acrylic nails coming up to grab at his white hair. his eyes closed as your fingers grazed over his scalp, groaning into your pussy. your hips jolting at the action.

“yeah baby? you want more?”

“yeaa', ‘toru. please gimme more,”

“suguru…you aren’t going to play with her too…?” gojo mumbles into your cunt as he looked over at geto at the head of the bed. watching from the corner of his eye as you slightly twitched from the vibrations.

“not quite yet. but keep going,” geto spoke low lidded from the opposite side of the bed. it was now easier to see that some hair framed his face and had not been pulled into his messy bun.

“suguru please, join us— ahh, fuuck—” your pleading was interrupted as you felt two of gojo’s finger sink into your cunt, his mouth attacking your clit once more. it felt like he was trying to pull an orgasm out of you the way his fingers curled. grazing that special spot inside of you from time to time.

it wasn’t until you both locked eyes that gojo took a harsh suck at your clit, maneuvering his fingers to repeatedly hit at that sensitive little spot. you could feel your stomach tightening as your head turned to the side. your eyes meeting with geto’s darkened ones. it was like no matter where you turned someone was watching.

“our pretty girl’s going to cum,” geto somewhat chuckled,“come on (Y/N), show us how pretty you look when you cum.”

your mouth fell open into a moan as you felt your orgasm getting pulled from you. cunt pulsing and clenching around gojo’s digits and against his tongue as a pretty ring of white continued to decorate the base of his fingers.

“keep going.” fell from geto’s lips as your brows furrowed. the alcohol from earlier still had you unaware to his demeanor. “no underwear? at a public event? you must’ve lost your mind pretty girl.”

“i wanna to see her cry tonight satoru. what do you think?”

“i agree geto. i mean, she must’ve been waiting to get home. this pretty pussy was flooded before i even touched her earlier.”

“well let’s give her everything and then more…” geto replied. his hands coming up to play at your hardened nipples. a whine of wait i’m sorry, left your lips as you realized the compromising position they were putting you in as geto joined gojo on his knes at the foot of the the bed. throwing one of your legs over his shoulder, the other over gojo’s.

“shhh, no apologies, you’re not sorry yet,” geto taunted as both him and gojo licked a line up your already pleased cunt. tongues meeting as they reached your attentive clit.

and that's how it continued, they toyed with you for the next hour almost. it became apparent that you weren't going anywhere as they gripped at your thighs, with two of geto's fingers buried to the base in your pussy. you'd lost count at how many times you had released in their tongues, creaming along geto's fingers. surely dripping into his palm as his fingers moved in and out. but it was clear that geto hadn’t lost count.

“three times, four if you count when you made her cum gojo. look at her…” as they continued to prolong your fourth orgasm the two men took in your appearance. your silk pressed hair beginning to curl around your edges, chest heaving, eyes glossed over and hands tangled in the sheets below you. careless moans fell from your lips as your sensitive clit throbbed and begged for mercy under their unrelenting tongues.

“y’ gonna fuck her for me pretty boy?” geto mumbled out between their tongues meeting at your clit. gojo replied with a simple deep mhmm and a head nod which was probably the worst thing to do with your drooling pussy right in his face, because the cry you let out signified you’d just come again. as they let up they both placed gentle and feather light kisses to your sensitive cunt. taking in your blissed out face as they stood, gojo pulled you to meet his hips .

it was like they were trying to humiliate you. gojo pulled you into a mating press as he pulled off his boxers. his heavy cock smacking against your cunt as it was freed from the boxers. the usually light brown tip swollen and red, and shaft appearing as thick as ever — veins decorating it beautifully.

“‘toruuu…go slow pleasepleaseplease,” you whined out as the sensitive state your pussy was in. and he listened, sinking in inch by inch as slowly as he was able to, groaning out an oh fuuck, when he hit the hilt. balls brush against your ass as his hands held the back of your thighs.

“geto our girl feels sooo fucking good,” gojo addressed your shared boyfriend who sat in the love seat that decorated the corner of your shared bedroom. his boxers off and cock in hand receiving slow, tight, lazy strokes.

“i bet she does, and stop being so easy on her, she’s receiving a punishment remember? i don’t care how much she begs, she knows the safe word. fuck her stupid,” geto groans gritting out his last words, watching as gojo moved his hips at a slow pace. your mouth went slack at his orders feeling gojo’s hips pick up the pace as you locked eyes with geto, a fucked out sounding i fucking h-hate youuu leaving your lips in a whine.

“yeah yeah, nothing i haven’t heard before brat,” he smirked slyly. his fist still moving up and down his shaft, the loose hairs framing his face swaying gently, “you’ll love me later.”

gojo’s hips crashed into the back of your thighs, lower abdomen bumping into your clit with every thrust. you only choked out obscenities and his name falling from your lips as your head lay on the bed.

“can I pull your hair baby…?” gojo huffed out, knowing you’d be pissed you were sweating it out already, but he didn’t want to add fuel to the fire. but you sent a dazed out nod his way. placing his hand atop your head, gojo gripped at your hair, pulling your head up to make you watch where you two were connected.

“fuckfuck, oh my— fuuuck,”

watching how gojo’s cock reached inside your walls fully solidified everything that was going on. a sheen of your previous orgasms and current arousal coated his shaft. a pretty ring of cream sliding along his base, leaving a stringy mess at every attempt of him pulling away. your cunt seemed to wanted to pull him back in after every draw back of his hips.

“yeah baby, look at how good that pussy is. she’s practically crying for me. if i move just a bit i could hit….” gojo paused for just a moment, changing the angle of his hips. “that spot, there you go pretty girl.”

a dreadfully teary eyed cry fell from your lips as gojo began his assault on your sweet spot cooing at your reaction. your mind so fuzzy you begin to forget geto was pumping away at his cock in the same room until he let out a moan. still looking at the way gojo fucked you out the way he hit your spot continuously was earth crushing, it didn’t take long for your to babble out a deceleration of your orgasm reaching you. your stomach tightening and releasing at its own will. but gojo’s hips didn’t slow.

“s-suguruuu make him slow d-down, ’m too sensitive,” you begin to babble even more even though the grasp gojo had on your hair hindered you from seeing geto. “ ‘m sorry, ‘m so sorry i didn’t were panties to the party. ‘won’t happen again, i-i’m fuu—uck ‘m sorry.”

a darkened laugh feel from geto’s lips, and your eyes almost rolled to the back of your head at his next words.

“she’s real sensitive now gojo, make her squirt while she’s babbling on...”

your hands went to reach out at gojo’s abdomen, pushing at it until he slapped your hand away. pink acrylic decorated fingernails tossed aside. only for his palm to slide across your lower stomach softly, then came an immense amount of pressure as he pressed down right where his cock hit.

“satoru f-fuck you, y-you asshole,” you swore at him between moans in embarrassment. your lips forming into what he deemed to be a beautiful pout.

“shut up and take it.” he bit back, watching as a tears fell from your eyes.

“i feel like i’m g-gonna pee…”

“let it out princess, you know what we want…” geto coaxed from the corner of the room.

the room around you became a muffled mess as you began to drown out any outside noise. you were sure you were floating the way you felt your release leave your body. it wasn’t until you came to that you realized you had had begun crying as you sprayed your orgasm all over gojo’s chest, squirting like your life depended on it. you felt him bury himself deep, releasing into your soaked cunt.

“fuck pretty girl, let up,” gojo groaned out at how you tightened around him.

“gojo get her on her stomach, lay under her,” geto called out as got up from the chair. it wasn’t long before gojo flipped you two over into position, sliding his hardening length into your messy cunt once more. it wasn’t until you felt geto trying to fit himself in with gojo that you reacted with a moan. hand reach back to push at his abdomen.

“you won’t fit, baby,” you whined.

“i will, don’t worry…we’ll make it fit.” geto planted a kiss on the side of your mouth pushing the hand that tried to move him against your lower back, your face against gojo’s flushed chest.

and geto lived up to his promise, pushing into you and rubbing against gojo.

“oh fuck, suguru” gojo choked out, realizing he was still sensitive from cumming previously. their thrusts were matched as they rubbed against each other in your cunt. filling you up to the brim as geto arm wrapped around your torso, between yourself and gojo, to rub and toy with your extremely sensitive clit. the room felt hot. every breath felt forced and useless as they abused your sensitive spots. tears and incomplete babbling falling repeatedly.

“i love youu, fuuck iloveyoutwo” you managed to get out as you cried. tears sliding against gojos chest as you neared your release.

“we know baby, cum one more time for us, show us how much you love us,” geto sounds like he was almost pleading. his harden demeanor shedding away, “just one more time, good girl…”

and your body listened. you’d squirted again, feeling your breath hitch as you did so. the room felt like it was spinning as your eyes fell shut, sleep taking you over as gojo and geto pulled out. a mixture of cum leaking from your used cunt.

“did she pass out?” gojo chuckled. pushing your now curled hair back from your face in observation. hand caressing your cheek.

“she did,” geto joined him in laughing as he leaned over to press a kiss onto his lips, "but lets stop laughing, if we wake her up she's going to use whatever energy she can to kill us."

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chrollohearttags · 1 year

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one conversation in particular that annoys me is when black women try to have an honest discussion about how they felt undesired, unprotected, and mistreated by the men of our own race and it’s followed by: “y’all need to just go outside. Black men like black women still.” which is funny because I can promise you my (and every other black girl’s) very first experience with colorism and self hating men was not with some random nigga on Twitter or a boy on TikTok bashing us for views.

it was in my fourth grade class when my only other black classmate was mixed and his white mom told him girls like me weren’t cute. That I was too ‘black’ and ‘nappy headed’ despite her husband being my same shade.

it was in my middle school years when the same three boys tormented me constantly, from making fun of the skin tags on my face to my skin tone (even though one was darker than me) even sitting behind me and calling me ugly every chance they got while uplifting lighter skin and non-blk girls. Running to tap on my shoulder to yell ‘he likes you’ only to run away laughing as some sort of insult.

it was in my sophomore year and I moved to a predominantly yt high school, where the handful of blk boys didn’t even look in my direction and when they did, it was only to help get the attention of my nb friends. Or when a guy tried to attack me and my whole group of friends one more and I was the only one not protected because I was ‘strong enough to fight for myself.’ While they jumped to the aid of the white girls. and when the non-blk boys paid me attention, it was only to fetishize or tell me how I was ‘pretty for a black girl’ and that they’d ‘date me if their parents would approve but knew they wouldn’t.’

it was even older men would hit on me and when I’d turn them down, I’d be told I should be ‘lucky somebody likes my black ass.’

I had to learn from a very young age that this world does not view nor respect us and I didn’t do so from behind a screen. We’re just in an age where we have a platform to collectively voice our opinions and share our experiences in hopes to not only help others but heal and speak about it. So rather than gaslighting and trying to quiet us under the premise that we’re ‘too sensitive’ or ‘chronically online’ try this nice little thing call shutting the fuck up and listening to us. It’s a lot of guys I went to school with who are or have already become fathers and they’re gonna have black children (mixed race or not). Raising sons to think that type of treatment of girls is okay and a daughter who’s going to go through that thinking it’s just a part of growing up. We don’t talk about these things because we want half-assed sorry apologies or to even bash black men. We do it because we want the cycle to stop because no little black girl should feel less than her worth, especially at the hands of the ones who should be looking out for us.

#cherry chats 🍒#just a lil thought #sorry to start my Sunday off with a rant but hey #tw vent #colorism #black girl blogger #this has been on my mind for a few days #Twitter would get so offended by this so I’ll post here with the girlies

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shurisbathwater · 1 year

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𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄.

PART 2 TO FAVOURITE

"--𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐈𝐓 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐒"

Riri Williams x black fem ! Reader

𝐖 𝐀 𝐑 𝐍 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 :: fluff , cussing, a lil reassurance. Love it

A / n : blk girls with any kind of anxiety// overthinking stand up!!!! ur not alone lmao its the worst

"𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 listening, y/n?" Shuri asked you as you were in a whole new world. You nibbled your lip as you bounced your leg anxiously. It had only been yesterday, when you did something you shouldnt have.

"Err...yeah. For sure." You gave her a tight lipped smile and suck in a breath. "Anyways as I was saying-- I was thinking that.." "yeah..." you muttered.

"Youre mine y/n, not Shuri's."

"I cant take it." You breathed out as your legs started to shake. She pleasured you like no one else, and you liked to think she knew that.

Gosh, it was gonna be a long evening.

"All mine."

"All mine "

She pounded into you once again and --

"Y/N? Why are you just..not here?" Shuri said as she waved a hand to your face. "I'm fine.." you grumbled as you got up from the chair you were sitting on.

"I'm going out." You sighed as you walked , limping out and slammed the door behind you. You whipped out your phone. You typed in a couple of words, but the started to delete them. You typed and typed, but didn't know what to say to Riri.

You kissed your teeth and went to the elevator once again.

You fiddled with your fingers anxiously as the doors opened ; you immediately knew where to go.

You walked to her door but before you could do anything the door opened in a click. She lets you in and you stand awkwardly. "I..." you both said at the same time.

"You go first."

"Well...I feel guilty. I'm sorry. I guess its just.." you muttered as you looked down. Riri walks over to you and grabs your hands. Your eyes flutter anxiously.

"Y/n, look at me."

You look up at her slowly and look away from her deep brown eyes, oh how you wanted to get lost in them.

"Look at me." She repeats as she comes closer to you, only a kiss apart.

You look into her eyes for a split second--only to let go of her grasp and pace around the living room.

"I..it was a mistake..a mistake." You mutter as you walk around the room.

"Y/n." Riri raises her voice slightly. You stop dead in your tracks and look at her. "I cant ... I just ...shit." you put your head in your hands.

"I cant comprehend this -- I just -- no.." you ramble on and on, Riri shuts you up with a soft but yet passionate kiss. Your nerves instantly calmed and your once tense shoulders relaxed.

"Lets just relax, okay? We can do anything you want."

"....Can we watch white chicks again?" You tried to hide your grin.

"You bet."

Riri took the butter popcorn out of the microwave and poured it into a big bowl for the two of you as you got two glasses of coke with ice in it. You set them on the coffee table and get comfortable on the couch, turning on the movie.

Your phone vibrated on the couch and you ignored it, knowing who it could be. It continued to vibrate and you grabbed it, putting in on silent.

Shuri

There's a charity gala tomorrow, I want you to come with me.

You

alright

You then turned your phone over. That would mean Riri is invited as Shuri works with her too.

Man, shuri , riri and YOU in a room..doesn't sound nice.

You're in for a hell of a ride. Riri hates Shuri's guts-- and Shuri just deals with her. Gosh, this was gonna be awkward.

Riri takes her spot on the couch next to you, putting her legs on top of yours. You giggle at the little things she always does, or how she does them.

"Whats up? She asks, noticing your aura had changed. "An event...rich people shit. Check your messages." She whips her phone out. A soft "ahh" leaves her mouth.

"Shuri's gonna be there?" You nodded. Her soft smile changed to a frown.

Shit.

#riri imagine #shuri black panther #riri williams #riri smut #riri wiliams x reader #riri x black!reader #x fem reader #shuri fluff

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weirdo09 · 2 months

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Noirpunk for me is like.An obligatory white x blk ship but unlike Gwen and Miles that at least has a canonical best friendship even if the romance aspects have problems there's licherally nothing to it .'They could fight fascists together!!!'Hobie literally looks like Peter B exactly,does that not weird y'all out???

it is and it bothers me just as much as fanon gwiles n a little bit of canon gwiles (the whole “hey, rio! jeff!” it’s giving disrespectful but only because “oh no, she’s awkward and autistic !!!” like even i’m awkward but i still know to call older people that i just met by mr, ms, mrs or mx until i’m given consent to use their name which she didn’t get and she knows miles’ last name which should get context clues to call his parents by that last name too, autistic people ain’t stupid 💀)

i love their friendship just hate their romantic relationship because to me, there’s no chemistry there. it’s like when the creators of a show start wanting people to ship characters that have been brought up like siblings but idk, that’s just me 🤷🏾‍♀️

like the “they can fight fascist together!!” annoyed me a little bit because it’s like do you even know what fascists are because it doesn’t seem like this cutesy thing that all the couples should be doing .. just sayin …

it just didn’t make any sense to me because ok, hobie and noir, hobie, noir ehhhh no. like they just don’t give me anything maybe like a friendship but not really anything more. they’re just there honestly and the way they be portraying hobie as some sexually creature and noir’s the ‘always blushing’ boyfriend like c’mon now.

it’s just really weird because they do the same thing with gwiles, making the white people so so innocent and the black people in the relationship just have to sexual or making the white people ‘impure’ *flashbacks to that gwiles artist who made art of gwen wearing a very skinty bikini and saying that ‘miles wanted me to wear it’* it grossed me out so bad that i stopped interacting with gwiles shippers n made a space for platonic gwiles i guess really for myself.

idk gwiles and noirpunk just seem like the fandom’s black + white couples that have absolutely no romantic chemistry cause to me.

gwiles seemed be like “miles is fascinated by this spiderwoman whose name is gwen aka gwanda, peter b makes weird jokes about their relationship as if they’re together when they’ve literally only know each other for two days, before miles put the collider in he was like “hey so..” gwen “i’m 15 months older than you, no.” then no communication for a year n some change and miles still has this puppy crush when she literally had no communication w you for a year and after miles seems uninterested in her, gwen is suddenly interested and wants to help miles when the damage is already done when you didn’t tell him his daddy was gonna die because you listened to a man that looks really unwell and mentally unstable that only took you in because jess said so so really, he wasn’t keen to keep you around and only listened because jess saved ya ass, you get hobie’s watch, you go looking for him and then break and enter into his apartment and be all mysterious with his parents who you disrespected the last time you saw them so they ain’t really cool w you but are only because of miles and probably because of rio too because she saw how miles liked you, then you get all these people to help get miles

honestly, it was confusing to me how she went and acted like she didn’t care about him or his issues until he got angry for valid reasons like how you gon come to my universe and not tell me shit cause of this man i ain’t never seen before??? like when i first saw the movie, i was pissed but besides that ..

yea !

#asks #mutuals 💗

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cyarskaren52 · 11 months

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Thank you. BM failed her frm her dad,to husband & their enablers. Everyone is entitled to a safe port to dock, if he is white so be it. The unwavering loyalty y'all expect frm BW is so unrealistic. Love is kind & patient above all else, he gave her that. It is abt not suffering.

People are ripping her apart on here for her husband being white. That man gave her his KIDNEY. Leave them alone. RIP Tina Turner

A WHOLE KIDNEY 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

A WHOLE, ENTIRE…KIDNEY 😳 !!!

That man gave Tina Turner his kidney as a sign of his undying devotion. He made her deliriously happy from top-to-toes. He joyously offered her safety and a soft place to land till she breathed her last

And they stayed in love together For like THIRTY FIVE YEARS!!!!

Black woman joy is y’all’s trauma porn

It’s always something.

The world cannot handle Black woman joy. I’m so glad she found what she needed.

Unserious individuals pissed me off I’m stomping on their necks with both feet!!!

When those same black hands disrespected her constantly by making jokes about her abuse…. Spare me that man just lost the love of his life last thing he’s thinking about is money

if you’re pocketwatching tina turner bc you think you’re entitled to her shit because you’re blk, you’re an fucking idiot and just as bad as the ppl who used and abused her.

This is the tweet! Full stop! Preach! Louder!!!

I refuse to engage in that discussion because these folks ain't serious.

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traysgingersnap · 2 years

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Fixed my original story of my night ;)

Flop down on the bed. Turn me over babe. He slowly pulls out and starts popping my pussy lips with the tip just hearing the wetness btw them. Grabs my legs holds them then turns flipping me onto my stomach. Pulls up my ass high in the air. Start licking my asshole while fingering my pussy faster & faster. Hearing me moan louder & louder. I'm going to cum. Yes cum for me. Cum for me. As Pussy squirts out everywhere just soaking the bed he grabs a dildo to go in my pussy while he works his dick into my ass. He's got it in. Starting to feel so great. Omg I think you found my spot. Starts going faster. Yes I'm going to cum don't stop. That's it. Feels everything get soo tight around his cock. That's my slut. Do as your told. Now it's my turn. Better hold on that head board. You're about to get it so fucking hard you won't walk right for a week. Pulls the dildo out. Careful puts in his choice of buttplug. Nice and cold. Touches the pussy lips feeling that they are still soo wet & slippery enough to slide that huge duck back in. Starts playing with the whole w his tip. In & out. In & out then finally just shoves the whole thing so deep in there lets out a different moan. Yeah that's it. That's my pussy. You'll take this dick & only this dick. Starts pounding away harder & harder. Faster by the second. Pussy just dripping juices everywhere. Where you want this cum baby. Give it to me. Say it. Dump that load deep in me. I want to feel that load go everywhere. I want to feel that dick just throbbing in me. Make me cum at the same time so we can shiver together. Yes fuck there it is. You're getting it. As he cums loading that Pussy up. It's soo full cuts just drips out everywhere. Turn around and start licking up the cum that went everywhere & sucking on his dick. Oh fuck baby that's amazing. Start sucking on his dick faster faster up & down while my other hand is playing with his asshole. Hand up & down on the other part of his dick & balls. Covering everything. Holy shit. I'm going to cum again. Oh fuck. Start jacking his dick off really fast letting him cover my face with his second load. He starts kissing that beautiful face helping clean the cum off so can open my eyes so he can look deep in them to tell me. That was fucking great. I love you. No one has ever done me like you. I hope you never stop amazing me. We're perfect together.

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shop-cailey · 2 months

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2024 The year of Progressing - Session 3 | Dr. Jerry Savelle | Words Of ...

youtube

Dear Korean Girls,

Yesterday, Monday wss

Spring - Forward - Time

Change - Blk old female

while water again - AM

the street - put her green

garbage bag on my Tarp

Her things on my side

between red tent and

the tarp - Came back

stayed that area - now

blocked my access to

my long tarp that whole

small sidewalk near the

lamp post placed her

clothes on the ground

I said - I need to get my

things and go inside

Asked - me 4 - water

Does she have - a

container so took

lots of Eckel water

She thought lots of

food - Mondays

Went 2 Park

Coming back her huge

Green bag on my Tarp

She finally moved 2 my

side - R side

I said - I need 2 get my

things - More than 1 hr

hour - Went accross

the road - I said - I need

2 get my things hooked

up with a blk male who

took huge amount of

clothes - box left so he

took her things umbrella

I said - she put her stuff

on my things - Goes to

Camillus House

Blks - Hispanics

Then inside my tarp

She took my broom

When crossed street

he said he's bringing

back - Both Thieves

She was planning on

Taking my things but

Heavy - I grabbed my

Broom

5:30A - She left him

he sleeps on sheet on

the sidewalk

9:30P - Male gave tasty

sandwich - water - more

Monday - finally

Blk male thought she

can put her huge stuff

on my Tarp 2 take tarp

Blk Thieves

She violated my 14th

Rights - Criminal Act

She deprived me of use

of Property - Voiding ID

Dear Tokyo Male

Scientists,

She parked on my things

Depriving me of use of

My Property - Criminal

2nd Amendment

Firearm - Armed would

have changed situation

Blk male would have

yelled - Shot both and

Tokyo Scientists to yes

Disappear her things

We need GPS I can

find her again 2 yes

disappear her - she

was creating tobaco

2 smoke

We will unvade Miami

overthrow US Gov't

Take - White House

We need 2 disappear

their weapons - tanks

Nuclear Weapons

Disappear Armed Cars

Disappear - Ammunition

US Firarms - Riffles

She took my broom

Without - Hesitation

These - American

Stranger as Black

Residents deprived

me of property the

use of my things 2

run with it - Miami

Lotus House - Monday

No Call - Jesus is Lord

#Youtube

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shit-talk-turner · 2 years

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the desert jacket thing, I just wanted to clear up I didn’t mean like the whole sharing jacket thing I meant the black one with the white embroidery, I think it’s quite a common design but it looks exactly like it. (Linked) //

GIRRRL my god🥺 I went to compare the two photos and the jackets are identical ... I don't know if it was done on purpose or not, but what do you think is the hidden meaning? (I love to see hidden meanings everywhere🤭 especially if it's about Alex, he's typical of these things)

p.s. also to understand something too, I think I'm going to see the film

https://rockmount.com/collections/mens-western-jackets/products/black-vintage-bolero-jacket-1110-m-blk-sml

Just fyi it’s only like $120 which is a steal compared to a $4500 leather jacket

#alex turner

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starlooove · 10 months

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We are NOT the same, I say Duke wasn’t Robin bc he said he wasn’t Robin and We Are Robin was unfortunately not taken as seriously by the batfam as I would’ve liked.

YOU say Duke wasn’t Robin so you don’t have to include him in ur fanfics and fanart without feeling guilty, and u conveniently use this to also ignore the only woc in the batfam all the damn time unless it’s time for her to be a silent badass or translate ur faves emotions to whoever tf he’s talking to.

#they’ll say it’s about robins and ignore Steph too #and they only include Damian to whitewash him #diversity win! the racists ship steph and cass so it’s fine to ignore cass in favor of steph #who they ignore in favor of literally anybody else #diversity win! they ignore Duke but headcanon Jason as vaguely Latino and Tim as vaguely East Asian #which again. I don’t mind the hcs but the way y’all describe them are fucking nasty #i know why I think Jason’s Latino but I also know why YOU think he is and we’re never gonna be the same #btw i personally have an entire Opinion on whether Duke counts as Robin but that would be a whole diff post #short answer yeah and no long answer is literally going into what I think Robin is now -or what it should be after WAR #anywaysss #this is why I hate the Bruce adopts blk haired blue eyed kids thing I’m #like It’s not that deep it’s just annoying #like u are actively ignoring his nonwhite kids when u make that joke #anyways I think Damian Cass and Duke have their own lil club within the family bc white people are irritating #steph is allowed on virtue of not being fucking annoying #the steph in my mine is not just girl fanon Dick Grayson who likes purple and waffles #but NEWAYS

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if you ever hate urself just remember adrien (me):

- went thru a HEAVY haikyuu texting vid phase

- used to call suga "sugamama"

- used to call daichi "deadchi"

- used to call asahi jesus

- used to laugh at the "flattykawa" jokes

- used to be one of /those/ bakugou stans

-used to only see kenma as fem and encourage women to draw him in maid dresses etc.

- used to be a hisoka stan

- used to think tht it was ok to sexualize minor bc i was one

- used to think tendou was a yandere

- used to think the "TSUKKISHIMA KEI" joke thing tht fanon suga and dai do was funny

- used to think it was ok for women to sexualize gay couples :/

- used to let my ex bf (who was WHITE) make racist blk ppl jokes (kkk jokes, calling ppl blackies, monkeys, negros, the whole 9 yards)

- got cheated on several times (while knowing) and still stayed w/ the man

-used to think i kinned light yagami/kira (from death note)

- used to laugh at the ushijima doesn't know what emoji's nd shit jokes

- has fallen up a flight of stairs several times if front of their entire grade and 2 others in 6-8th grade

- sent nudes then got blocked right after i sent them (like not even 10 mins after)

- used to be a hot cheeto girl

- used to think it was ok to hit men for no reason and used the "men can't hit women" rule to my advantage :/ (6th - 7th grade)

- almost passed out in the shower 3 times in the past month 💀

- stepped in throw up at darien lake

- stepped in dog shit in my old fancy church shoes

-used to wanna be white

- and many more things that are extremely embarrassing and stupid bc i'm a dumb ass :D

1.Tf is the “TSUKISHIMA KEI” joke?

2.same with the women fetishizin mlm, i thought it was cool, until i realized they literally rub off to it.

3.what’s 9+10?

#a box of alpha dye

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desiraypark · 4 years

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Drawing the Line (Pt. II)

PART I Characters: Kylo Ren x Tiffany Palmer (OC, Blk/F) Setting: Modern/Current Universe - comparable to an urban area in present-day U.S.A. Content: Infidelity; a little pushiness? Lust/lust-driven relationship; quick smut near the end. | The Ren House Word Count: 1,810

AUTUMN 2014

“We haven’t changed the colors or done much repainting, and I have no intention of doing so. I love the house as it is. But as for the furniture, in here, I want something fancy and vintage, but not super ornate. None of that Jetsons, space age shit. I’m talking Gibson girl era. No...flapper era...”

“Art deco,” Kylo chimed in.

Chelsea Ren whirled around and glanced at her tattooed husband. He shrugged at her. He was leaning against the pillar of the entryway, watching Chelsea and the interior decorator observe the living room. Well, he was watching the interior decorator. Tiffany Palmer.

As soon as stepped into the house, he soaked every inch of her in--her painted face, the curly ponytail down her back. She wore a sweater dress that clung to every curve of her body. And every time she walked by, he quietly breathed in her scent--floral, with a hint of fruit.

“That actually sounds perfect, Mrs. Ren,” she said. She looked up at the ceiling, then back down at the floor. “Intricate, unique lines, but plenty of pieces with solid colors.

Chelsea nodded. “I’m going to be honest with you Ms. Palmer, I have no clue what the fuck art decor is.”

“Art deco,” Kylo corrected.

“Honey, why don’t you go look around at the rest of the house. See what other ideas you can come up with?” Chelsea said.

“Why the fuck am I here if you don’t want my opinion?” Kylo asked.

Tiffany swallowed and unwittingly began backing into the corner of the living room.

“I want your opinion. But only when I ask for it,” she said.

“Fuck you,” Kylo said with a scoff. He walked out of the kitchen and completely out of the house. Chelsea smiled at Tiffany, whose eyebrows were raised. Then, she rubbed her full belly.

“The only thing he’s done is spit a fucking teaspoon of semen in my cunt and been a complete dick about it. Now he wants to be involved in things,” she said, rolling her eyes.

Tiffany walked back to Chelsea’s side. “Maybe he’s trying to do better, Mrs. Ren. Art deco living room, arts and craft style dining area. He has some good ideas.”

“Yeah, I suppose so,” Chelsea said.

____________________

DECEMBER 2014

“Good morning, Ms. Palmer!”

“Good morning, Grace!”

“These flowers are for you!” Grace, the receptionist said. She held up a large bouquet of red and white roses that had sprigs of holly sticking out.

“Oh, this is gorgeous,” Tiffany said.

“Isn’t it?” Grace asked. “You must have made them super happy.” “I hope so,” Tiffany said, smiling. She grabbed the bouquet, winked at Grace, and went into her office with it.

Tiffany got gifts from clients all of the time--bottles of wine, flowers, chocolates, etc. She put the bouquet on her credenza and grabbed the envelope. “K. Ren” it said on the front. An eyebrow quirked--the Rens had already sent her a box of gourmet chocolates and a Christmas card for decorating their living room, dining room, and entertainment space. She sat in her chair and opened the card to beautiful cursive handwriting.

“Gifting beautiful flowers to a beautiful, gracious, and understanding woman. Thank you for listening to me. Have a happy holiday.”

Tiffany had caught Mr. Ren’s glances and stares whenever she met with him and Mrs. Ren. It also didn’t take her long to realize what kind of clients she was working for--two spoiled people who somehow wound up in a relationship. Both control freaks who didn’t like hearing the word “no”. Her bratty, him hot-headed. But of course, she leaned more towards Mrs. Ren’s side. Even if she was bitchy, no amount of bitchiness justified looking your interior decorator up and down every chance you got...

...and even if Tiffany did go home and finger herself, imagining Mr. Ren on top of her, it still didn’t justify his flirty glances.

And it certainly didn’t justify these flowers.

Tiffany tossed the card in one of her desk drawers and started on some paperwork. Just as she was about to head out and grab lunch, her phone rang. She sighed but answered it anyway--praying the conversation wouldn’t be a long one.

“Cannon Street Design Firm, this is Tiffany Palmer speaking,” she said.

“Ms. Palmer, this is Kylo Ren,” a baritone voice said on the other end. The sound made her shudder a bit.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Ren,” Tiffany responded. “I received your flowers, thank you very much.”

“You’re welcome, Ms. Palmer. I meant every word that I said in that card. Thank you for listening to my ideas. You executed everything beautifully…”

Tiffany looked at the time on her computer. “I appreciate it, Mr. Ren. I’m glad you and Mrs. Ren like the results.”

“You can call me Kylo, Ms. Palmer,” he said.

“You know what, Mr. Ren, I actually can’t,” she said, voice firm. “I don’t know what’s happening right now but it’s very inappropriate. And I have a mind to call your wife right now and ask her if she knows about this extra gift.”

She heard a deep, short chuckle on the other end. “I wouldn’t give a fuck, Ms. Palmer.”

“Well, that’s unfortunate,” Tiffany said. She hung up the phone and rose again to head out for lunch, but stopped when she got to the door. Instead of walking through, she closed and locked it and sat back down at her desk. Then, she lifted her skirt, opened her legs, pulled her panties to the side, and licked the pads of her fingers...

____________________

TWO YEARS LATER

“...but anyway, thank you all so much for another year of great service and for providing our clients with great experiences.”

Adelle raised her glass of champagne, and the staff of Cannon Street Design did the same. They clinked their glasses together and sipped the beverage down, and right on cue, servers came through with their holiday meal.

“I’ll be right back,” Tiffany said, getting up from the table. As she made her way to the restroom, she noticed a familiar figure face sitting at the bar. Mr. Ren--with a woman who wasn’t his wife. Tiffany scoffed, shook her head, and went into the ladies’ restroom. When she came out, Kylo was standing in the short hallway where the restrooms were tucked away.

He looked...different. A little bulkier than the last time she’d seen him. His hair now stopped just above his shoulders and he had a goatee.

“Good evening, Ms. Palmer,” he said.

Tiffany rolled her eyes. “That’s not your wife out there.”

Kylo looked over his shoulder and back at Tiffany. “It’s not. Chelsea and I are separated.”

I wonder why, Tiffany thought to herself.

“I’m sorry to hear that,” she said. “Enjoy your evening.”

Tiffany started to walk around Kylo, but he stepped in front of her. “I haven’t stopped thinking about you, Ms. Palmer.”

“Mr. Ren…you knew me for like...a month. If that…”

“And that entire month, I wished I was decorating a home with you and not Chelsea…”

Tiffany stared at him with a dropped jaw. “This is insane, Mr. Ren.” She tried to step around him again, but he blocked her.

“Almost as insane as that time we came by the house and I touched the small of your back...and you had to run to the bathroom to play with your fucking pussy...” he said.

Tiffany’s eyes widened, and she swallowed. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Mr. Ren...”

Kylo chuckled, “Oh, yes you do.” He stepped closer to her. “I know what a woman looks like after she’s come hard.”

Tiffany looked away and took a deep breath. “Even so, Mr. Ren. We’ve both done some inappropriate things, and should leave them in the past.”

Tiffany finally got around him.

“I’m taking my date home, soon,” he said. Tiffany glanced over her shoulder.

“And?”

“I’m staying at the Alderaan Hotel. Room 610. I’d like to be in the presence of a real woman tonight.”

Tiffany scoffed, rolled her eyes, and walked back to the table...

...her clit throbbing the whole way.

She ate dinner with her co-workers and was prepared to take the train home. But Kylo’s voice echoed in her brain. His scent was still in her nose. The sight of him--so big and tall--was etched into her brain. She stood outside of the restaurant and ordered a Lyft to take her to the Alderaan Hotel.

____________________

“Fuck…” Kylo and Tiffany said at the same time. He held on to her thighs as he plunged deeper into her--so hot and wet.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” he said, leaning down and kissing her on the neck. He found the perfect rhythm that sent Tiffany’s legs around his waist and her hands around his neck. “I’ve wanted you all this time. All this fucking time...”

Tiffany’s nails pressed into his back. He was too thick; felt too painful, felt too good.

“Really, Kylo?” she asked. She bit her lip as he pressed deeper. “Fuck!”

“Yes, really. I’ve thought about you every day. Every fucking night...” he grabbed her breasts and gave her a kiss so passionate that he almost pulled her entire mouth into his.

They licked and sucked and ground into each other for what felt like hours--melding their bodies and intertwining their souls. Tiffany didn’t want to believe that this man had fallen so deeply in love with her in such a short time, but he made love to her like she was his, and he was hers. He said all the right things that she didn’t want to trust, but he held her chin and made her stare into his eyes--forcing her to stare into his sincere soul.

He wanted her, and as wrong as it felt, she wanted him, too. She always did.

All was well for a few weeks. So passionate, so loving, so quick. He took her out to dinner and to all of the high end stores in the city. Suddenly, he became distant. He didn’t answer her calls or her texts for about three days. One morning, he called and asked to meet her for lunch. He told her that him and Chelsea were back together--for Kylo’s family had threatened him with a bad time if he jeopardized their lucrative business with Chelsea’s family.

But the same evening he broke the news, he showed up at her place with gifts. He confessed that no one ever made him feel important--like his opinion was worth taking into consideration. She made him feel like more than just Michael Ren’s big, reckless, raven-haired son--the son that everyone questioned...

In exchange for his material tokens, promises of security, and many orgasm-filled nights, Tiffany gave Kylo Ren her heart, her mind, and her body...

...when he texted her and said that he was available to receive them...

#drawing the line

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kidgrimm · 4 years

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apprentice april asks #1 by @starblazerm31

1. The Basics. What is your character’s name? How old are they? How tall are they? Skin color? Eye color? Hair color? Gender identification?

alice - 31 - 5′2 - tan - blk - blk and white - fem

2. Love Interest. Who does your character love? What attracted them to that particular LI?

julian

hes tall smart and caring but hes a huge doof and theatrical

3. Familiar. Does your character have a familiar? How did they meet?

dinah ,she doggo. I made a small comic.she just walks into the shop one day as a puppy and tells alice she lives there now.

4. Hobbies. What kinds of things does your character like to do for fun?

crafting making silly things out of magic

5. Hidden talents. Is there something neat that your character can do? Tie a cherry stem into a knot with their tongue? Say any word backwards perfectly?

she can parkour and is skilled at knife fighting because shes a paranoid scared cat.

6. Magical talents. Is there a specific type of magic that your character excels at? Any magic they aren’t so great at? Or do they actually shy away from magic altogether?

her magic looks like sparkly glitter and can change color due to mood. If she gets a trigger about her past (she has ptsd) her glitter based magic dissipates into a suffocating fog.

she mostly makes odjects and silly things with her magic because shes a clown. but behind it all shes actually quiet serious about it as its another way to protect herself.

7. Interaction. How does your character typically interact with people?

she very sweet unless you treat her like trash then she will spit your spite back at you. which can surprise people. Shes already been treated like trash in the past and she wont allow that anymore.

8. Romance. What is something that your character and their LI love to do together? How do they show affection?

lots of giggling and laughing about dumb crap

alice doesnt show it,but shes very touch starved. but doesnt do much pdoa. she smothers julian with kisses and presents and food and lovey words.the whole nine yards.

9. Travel. Does your character like to travel outside of Vesuvia? How often? For how long? What kinds of things do they do away from home?

not particularly but she wouldnt mind if julian or asra would want to take her out of town. she will be more on edge though and you can clearly see her paranoia creep out. shes usually good at hiding it.

10. WTF. Has anything just…weird ever happened to your character? Something that made them stop and go “What just happened?!”

falling in love with asra when she first moved to vesuvia and making friends.very weird but good experiance

11. Crime. Has your character ever been arrested? If so, what did they do? Have they ever helped stop a crime?

no, if she stabs someone they were doing something they shouldnt have.

12. Secrets. What is a secret that your character has? Are they in line for the throne in a far off land? Was there this one time at band camp…? Are they secretly involved in an assassin’s guild?

her real name is Amoramayu. But she changed it once she ran away from her abusive family and isolated existance.

13. Overcompensation. Is there something that your character just HAS to do better than anyone else? Or are they just that dang good without trying? If they see someone else showing off, what is their kneejerk reaction?

nahhhh

alice isnt perfect and she knows it

shes not super smart but she is crafty.

14. Fight Club. Is your character a good fighter? What kind of skills do they have?

she can fight, but she isnt THE GREATEST. She would be if she could control her emotions. She gets into that ptsd zone when she is going to fight so she turns into a scared cat hissing and clawing and basically goes feral.

15. The Arts. Is your character a creative type? What kinds of things can they create? Can they act? Street perform?

shes great at making people laugh. hell,all she has to do is laugh and people lose it.

she crafts with muriel alot, carvings paitings toy like items ect.which she likes to trade for at the market.

she also keeps a book of magic spells. silly and serious kinds of magic

16. Goofy. Is your character a clown? Do they like to make people laugh?

yes.

17. Language. Is your character multilingual? How many languages do they speak? Do they have an accent? Is it sexy? Is it silly? Do they have a multilingual lisp?

spanish was her first language.her accent only comes out when she gets attitude.

18. Embarrassment. What is something really embarrassing that your character has done/said?

oh, OHH so this is a bit NSFW but it cracks me up

alice knows what men look like since she comes from a small tropical island where essentially everyones nakie

but when asra and her first got intimate she didnt understand what an erection was and she though asras -uh, thing was sick. So he had to explain to her essentially what horney does to your body /wheeze/

its a cute story

19. Memory. Has your character gotten any of their memory back? If so, what? Did it change them?

yes,her memories of her family are strong because they are connected to strong negative emotions.so theyd come back to her in what seemed like shards of glass stabbing at her brain.

she always felt paranoid she just never knew why. until she remembered

20. Family. Talk about your character’s family. Who were they?

she had a mother father and brothers who were all pieces of shit and constantly abused her. she eventually ran away and never looked back but she suffered from ptsd and a nightmare disorder because of it. shes always paranoid that they would find her which is why she learned how to fight and parkour. She cannot be in situations that confine her as she will have a panic attack.

#apprenticeapril

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rememberebonyjanice · 3 years

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Every time I make myself believe my #activism is resistance, I get distracted from making Love. My life was not given to me so I could give it to resistance. My life was given to me so I could experience the abundance of pleasure this earth has for me to enjoy. I often think abt Walter Lee from Raisin In The Sun. “Mama I just want so many thangs...” Life, for so many Blk folk, for years - as a result of antiblack systems of oppression, is struggle and yearning and want. I opt out. I don’t wanna struggle and year and want like the work of my ancestors wasn’t sufficient. It was. And it was for more than me to be doing the same thing. Their highest imagination was for me to be free free. Free indeed. I was not born for the purpose of educating white people invested in whiteness for free for the rest of my life. Cause I wanna make love. And every time I have to stop gazing into the eyes of the Beloved (my family, my friends, my community, my one) I take a moment of my love making away from them and I will never get that time back. No. My life is for my dreaming. That is liberation. That is my business. And that’s all. And that’s it. I’m inviting you into this wonder. Black folk... Love. Non Blk folk... contribute to our ability to just love by: 1. Minding to your business (this undoing isn’t YOUR business. Not mine.) 2. Loving black folk. Because being anti racist is bottom of the barrel ethic. Black love is the revolution. Either you love us or you are contributing to the issues that keep us from the loving - which is our purpose. 3. Share your privilege: - Your platform. - Your network. - Your resources. *Dont just go replaying June/July2020 and tagging a whole bunch of blk educators. Click the links in those bios and go give towards their work, their ease, their love, their rest, their dreaming, and their joy. ——- #DreamYourselfFree 12 Month Spiritual Mentoring Program is open to all women interested in doing the work of healing, loving, resting, creating, and dreaming. Register today at: https://ebonyjanice.com/12-month-spiritual-mentorship-program We can change the world - and so we shall! - #TheFreePeopleProject (at New Orleans, Louisiana) https://www.instagram.com/p/CJwpNhnFOsd/?igshid=1hdtnqmldeuxm

#activism #dreamyourselffree #thefreepeopleproject

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We all kno lebron a bird but if that’s the only person the white ppl are willing to listen to then that’s what it is. He ain’t lie one bit in his tweet. Blk women been getting disrespected for years sad ppl are just now talking about it such as cnn. But CHange is not going to come. This is a yt mans country they don’t give a damn ab blk women that been proven multiple times. It’s just sad there’s nothing nb can do but protest & speak out. Bc if the white ppl don’t wanna do it. It won’t happen.

yeah it sucks that a lot of this is true tbh. one thing about this whole situation is also the fact that it makes black men look really bad. how are you as a man not protecting your women? it’s embarrassing especially with the whole tory situation happening a day AFTER another black woman who was shot didn’t receive justice. the one thing that i also hate about people using that quote is the fact that it’s always out of context. people don’t realize that malcolm also said that black men should be willing to kill for their women, and die for their women since we’re so unprotected. if anything this whole situation makes black men look extremely weak as well. i don’t know how change could happen but people need to start opening their eyes to how black women are treated and stop gaslighting us yk.

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traysgingersnap · 2 years

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My s*x story mixed w a tiny touch of love & my minds fantasy ;) Enjoy. Save. Share. Pleasure. All for you

I put on all my white sexy lace matching outfit. I slip into the white see through blouse. Put the blk robe on. High heels. I braid my hair to pig tails so he has handles to grab. Walk out to the car. Wind blows open everything noticing the neighbors camera wondering if those still work & why is it pointing at my front door. In the car i go. Driving across town to his house bare ass on the leather seat. Thinking how funny it would be to get pulled over like this & what they’d say or think. I get to the house. I’m Walking in and he snatched up so gracefully as the swinging me around caused my robe to partially open up catching his eye as he put me up against the wall. Kissing every inch of each other. Starts running his fingers on all the laces as the touch of his fingers sends chills throughout my body. Slowly causing me to get wetter & wetter. Before lifting me up I start kissing his neck, sexy shoulders huge arms & start licking his nipple fast. Runs his hands down my body to my ass. Grabs each cheek & picks me up spreading my legs firming holding me up against the wall. He starts Popping me up to flick his dick across my pussy btw each bump up before popping up once before it going in. Feeling every inch causing me to put out a moan on each bump. Starting to go in & out slow at first making my pussy wet & feel so great. To starting to go faster as he pushes off the wall, holding me firmly down on his dick deep down in me. He starts Walking & thrusting with every step. Idk where we’re going but I hope he doesn’t stop. My god this is a dream come true. He starts to Pump & kiss on each step, looking deep into my eye seeing the pure please just from the glow on my face. Taking me to the bedroom. Flop down on the bed. Turn me over babe. He slowly pulls out and starts popping my pussy lips with the tip just hearing the wetness btw them. Grabs my legs holds them then turns flipping me onto my stomach. Pulls up my ass high in the air. Start licking my asshole while fingering my pussy faster & faster. Hearing me moan louder & louder. I'm going to cum. Yes cum for me. Cum for me. As Pussy squirts out everywhere just soaking the bed he grabs a dildo to go in my pussy while he works his dick into my ass. He's got it in. Starting to feel so great. Omg I think you found my spot. Starts going faster. Yes I'm going to cum don't stop. That's it. Feels everything get soo tight around his cock. That's my slut. Do as your told. Now it's my turn. Better hold on that head board. You're about to get it so fucking hard you won't walk right for a week. Pulls the dildo out. Careful puts in his choice of buttplug. Nice and cold. Touches the pussy lips feeling that they are still soo wet & slippery enough to slide that huge duck back in. Starts playing with the whole w his tip. In & out. In & out then finally just shoves the whole thing so deep in there lets out a different moan. Yeah that's it. That's my pussy. You'll take this dick & only this dick. Starts pounding away harder & harder. Faster by the second. Pussy just dripping juices everywhere. Where you want this cum baby. Give it to me. Say it. Dump that load deep in me. I want to feel that load go everywhere. I want to feel that dick just throbbing in me. Make me cum at the same time so we can shiver together. Yes fuck there it is. You're getting it. As he cums loading that Pussy up. It's soo full cuts just drips out everywhere. Turn around and start licking up the cum that went everywhere & sucking on his dick. Oh fuck baby that's amazing. Start sucking on his dick faster faster up & down while my other hand is playing with his asshole. Hand up & down on the other part of his dick & balls. Covering everything. Holy shit. I'm going to cum again. Oh fuck. Start jacking his dick off really fast letting him cover my face with his second load. He starts kissing that beautiful face helping clean the cum off so can open my eyes so he can look deep in them to tell me. That was fucking great. I love you. No one has ever done me like you. I hope you never stop amazing me. We're perfect together.

@themave9 love you sex & ik well too everything each time getting better & better as the time flies by. Shared all this for you.

Really hope everyone else loves the read too. Don’t hesitate to add to it. Tell me what you would add. Let’s grow together. Maybe I’ll try your section too!! So make it great ;)

#loveforeverforeverbemine #stronglove #sexstory #fantasylovecomestrue

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