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batboyblog · 4 months

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Copy Right and Public Domain in 2024

Happy 2024 all! its also Public Domain Day! a magical holiday here in America where things enter the public domain. Works published in the year 1928 (or 95 years ago!) have entered the public domain, which means they belong to us, all of us, the public!

Mickey's Back!

Yes! I'm sure you've heard, but Mickey Mouse (and Minnie Mouse too) is entering the Public Domain today. This has been news for a few years and indeed Disney's lobbying in the late 1990s is why our copy right term is SO long. So what exactly is now public domain?

Most people know about Mickey's first appearance Steamboat Willie, but a second short film, Plane Crazy was also released in 1928 so will also be public domain. So what's public? well these two films first of all, you're allowed to play them, upload them to YouTube or whatever without paying Disney. In theory you'll be allowed to cut and sample them, have them playing in the background of your movie etc. Likewise in theory the image of Mickey and Minnie as they appear (thats important) in these films will be free to use as well as Mickey's character as he appears in these works will be free to use. Now Mickey's later and more famous appearance

will still be protected. Famously the Conan Doyle Estate claimed that Sherlock Holmes couldn't be nice, smile, or not hate women in works because they still held the copyright on the short stories where he first did those things even though 90% of Sherlock Holmes stories were public domain. It's very likely Disney will assert similar claims over Mickey, claiming much of his personality first appeared in works still copyrighted.

Finally there's copyright vs trademark. Copyright is total ownership of a piece of media and all the ideas that appear in it, copyright has a limited set term and expires. Trademark is more limited and only applies to things used to market and sell a product. You can have a Coke branded vending machine in your movie if you want, but it couldn't appear anywhere in the trailer for your movie as thats you marketing your movie.

Where trademark ends and copyright begins and how trademarked something in the public domain is allowed to be are all unsettled areas of law and clearly Disney in the last few years as been aggressively pushing its trademark not just to Mickey in general but Steamboat Willie Mickey in particular

Ultimately the legal rights and wrongs of this might not matter so much since few people have the money and legal resources of the Walt Disney corporation so they might manage to maintain a de facto copyright on Mickey through legal intimidation, but maybe not?

And Tigger Too!

All the talk about Mickey Mouse and Steamboat Willie has sadly overshadowed other MAJOR things entering the public domain today. Most people are aware Winnie the Pooh entered the public domain in 2022, but they might not realize his beloved friend Tigger didn't. Thats because Tigger didn't appear till A. A. Milne's second (and last) book of Pooh short stories, The House at Pooh Corner in 1928.

Much like Mickey Mouse only what appears in The House at Pooh Corner is public domain so the orange bouncy boy from the 1960s Disney cartoon is still on lock down. But the A. A. Milne original as illustrated by E. H. Shepard is free for you to use in fiction or art. His friend Winnie the Pooh has made a number of appearances since being freed, most notably in a horror movie, but also a Mint Mobile commercial so maybe Tigger too will have a lot of luck in the public domain.

Other works:

Peter Pan; or the Boy Who Wouldn't Grow Up

Peter Pan is a strange case, even though the play was first mounted in 1904, and the novelization (Peter and Wendy) was published in 1911, The script for the play was not published till 1928 (confusing!) meaning while the novel as been public domain for years the play (which came first) hasn't been, but now it is and people are welcome to mount productions of it.

Millions of Cats

The oldest picture book still in print, did you own a copy growing up? (I did)

Lady Chatterley's Lover

The iconic porn novel that was at the center of a number of groundbreaking obscenity cases in the 1960s and helped establish your right to free speech.

All Quiet on the Western Front and The Threepenny Opera in their original German (but you can translate them if you want), The Mystery of the Blue Train by Agatha Christie, and Orlando by Virginia Woolf will also be joining us in the public domain along with any and all plays, novels, and books published in 1928

for Films we have The Man Who Laughs who's iconic image inspired the Joker

Charlie Chaplin's The Circus, Buster Keaton's The Cameraman, Should Married Men Go Home? the first Laurel and Hardy movie, Lights of New York the first "all talking" movie, The Passion of Joan of Arc, The Wind, as well as The Last Command and Street Angel the first films to win Oscars for Best Actor and Best Actress respectively will all be entering public domain

For Musical Compositions (more on that in a moment) we've got

Mack the Knife by Bertolt Brecht, Let’s Do It (Let’s Fall in Love) by Cole Porter, Sonny Boy by George Gard DeSylva, Lew Brown & Ray Henderson, Empty Bed Blues by J. C. Johnson, and Makin’ Whoopee! by Gus Khan are some of the notables but any piece of music published in 1928 is covered

Any art work published in 1928, which might include works by Frida Kahlo, Georgia O'Keeffe, Alexej von Jawlensky, Edward Hopper, and André Kertész will enter the public domain, we are sure those that M. C. Escher's Tower of Babel will be in the public domain

Swan Song, Public Domain and recorded music

While most things are covered by the Copyright Act of 1976 as amended by the Digital Millennium Copyright Act, none of the copyright acts covered recordings you see when American copyright law was first written recordings did not exist and so through its many amendings no one fixed this problem, movies were treated like plays and artwork, but recorded sound wasn't covered by any federal law. So all sound recordings from before 1972 were governed by a confusing mess of state level laws making it basically impossible to say what was public and what was under copyright. In 2017 Congress managed to do something right and passed the Music Modernization Act. Under the act all recordings from 1922 and before would enter the public domain in 2022. After taking a break for 2023, all sound recordings made in 1923 have entered the public domain today on January 1st 2024, these include.

Charleston by James P. Johnson

Yes! We Have No Bananas (recorded by a lot artists that year)

Who’s Sorry Now by Lewis James

Down Hearted Blues by Bessie Smith

Lawdy, Lawdy Blues by Ida Cox

Southern Blues and Moonshine Blues by Ma Rainey

That American Boy of Mine and Parade of the Wooden Soldiers by Paul Whiteman and his Orchestra

Dipper Mouth Blues and Froggie More by King Oliver’s Creole Jazz Band, featuring Louis Armstrong

Bambalina by Ray Miller Orchestra

Swingin’ Down the Lane by Isham Jones Orchestra

Enjoy your public domain works!

#Copyright #public domain #public domain day #2024 #happy new year #Disney #mickey mouse #minnie mouse #Tigger #Winnie the Pooh #Peter Pan #Charlie Chaplin #buster keaton #cole porter #louis armstrong #M. C. Escher

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doodlebug-aboo · 9 months

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when did roku city get a mcdonald’s? and a walmart? why does my roku city have a fucking mcdonald’s now? it’s like it just popped up overnight :/ the city always changes, man

#bug rambles #it just feels so weird to me suddenly going from seeing roku city #normally just jam packed with film and tv references #now with a straight up trademark blue walmart

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komakesthings · 17 days

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More Muppet Princess Bride fan art! I didn't feel a need to Muppetify this line at all, I feel like Piggy saying this and then cutting to Kermit's trademark eyes is funny enough. Hopefully ya'll agree!

I spent way too much time wondering if I should change "Farm boy" to "Farm frog" but farm boy just sounded better.

I intended to draw Kermit with the same expression Westley has in the film, but it's hard to resist giving Kermit at least a slight smile. So let's just say he's smiling because he genuinely appreciates Piggy's compliment.

#muppet princess bride #kermit the frog #miss piggy #the muppets #Princess Bride #Jim Henson

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ebullientheart · 10 months

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the nice guy. spencer reid x reader

content — fluff. humour. fem!bau!reader. casual mention of sex. loosely based on season four episode nine. case talk. nondescript injury to reader.

you explain to spence the difference between a nice guy and a ‘nice guy’.

“i don’t understand this.”

morgan spun on his chair, “what’s that, wonder boy?”

the files he was flicking through were baffling him. each of the interview transcripts read the same sort of thing. ‘oh, he was a textbook ‘nice guy’ you know’, or something to that effect.

you were the one conducting that set of witness interviews, and the text before him showed no confusion on your part as you continued your original line of questioning. concluding this meant you understood, spencer ignored derek’s response and instead got up to find you. predictably, in garcia’s office, watching unreleased films, seeing as your paperwork was long completed.

“can i ask you something?” he interjected, causing penelope to throw popcorn at him as a consequence of her surprise.

“can you knock?” she quipped back, but he wasn’t really listening to her. spencer could become pretty single minded when he set his focus on something, especially if it was something he didn’t understand.

you excused yourself and followed him into the hall. the simple window on your right showed nothing but the clouded night sky, meaning only a few people lingered in the office now. spencer turned the light on by reaching past your head to the switch, while you tried to ignore the way your stomach felt upon having him lean over you.

clearing your throat, you addressed him, “what did ya need, spence?”

he showed you what he’d been preoccupied with, “what does this mean? we profiled our unsub as desperate, creepy, and we were right. why did they all describe him as a nice guy?”

you pondered for a moment on how best to explain it to him before you answered.

“they’re kind of being sarcastic. a textbook ‘nice guy’ is a guy who really pities himself, quotes ‘nice guys finish last’, that sort of thing. he thinks he’s so kind, and for that women owe him sex, so when they don’t meet that standard, he just believes women only like jerks. he sees himself as good, but he doesn’t comprehend why women would take offence to his sexual reward system for human decency.”

spencer frowned, “there are enough of them that women have a collective name for this?”

you nodded, “trademarked and everything.”

“really?”

“no, kidding.”

he smiled at you and you returned it, his curiosity fulfilled and his faith in humanity slightly lessened, as it was case by case.

a few days later, you were all jetting off to another police department, examining files and bouncing theories. spencer sat on your left, the only one close enough to hear the low rumble of your stomach. chuckling to himself, he produced a breakfast bar from his satchel and slid it over to you. the overjoyed expression on your face at food, and food in your favourite flavour, prompted him to remember your ‘nice guy’ conversation.

you offered him your thanks and he answered, “you’re welcome. no sex required.”

even though he was half kidding, half sincere, you gave him a whole laugh, easy and unabashed. the smile he donned was satisfied at initiating such glee from you.

as the investigation progressed, the danger became more and more apparent. the team knew someone was going to end up hurt, but it didn’t stop them from flinching as they saw you swinging your legs in the back of an ambulance, taking emergency blood supply. you rolled your eyes at their concern, “really, i’m fine guys. just a scratch.”

they weren’t so quick to dismiss your injury, but they didn’t hover. they had protocol to follow, local cops to brief, and press to alert. the only one who lingered was spencer, awkwardly sitting next to you at your invitation. he thought about wrapping an arm around your bare shoulder as a chill set in the air, but was too afraid to dislodge the tube. you bit the bullet of his worrying and leaned until he was prompted to support you.

“are you alright?” he knew it wasn’t the right thing to ask you, but he wasn’t sure what else to say in that moment, not when you were pressed against him so the warmth from your body bled through his vest to his own skin.

you gave a light shrug, but didn’t comment further, instead saying, “you’re nice, spencer. the real way.”

he hummed, “how’d you know?”

“nice guy trademark would’ve tried to kiss me by now. you’re just holding me.”

he knew what he was about to admit was a risk, but the question burned in his throat, “what if i wanted to? kiss you?”

you looked up at him and his heart skipped a beat. if he tried, he could count every one of your eyelashes, even though a few were clumped together by smudges of mascara that had congealed in your initial reaction to the wound. there was a brightness in your irises that sparked something in his chest. the hand you could move freely came up to his face, which had become flushed. you could feel the heat beneath your palm, but couldn’t make it out visually with his back to the ambulance light.

“i’d think you’re even nicer.”

he didn’t seem all that surprised, “can i?”

“please.”

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artfilmaesthetics · 5 months

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director trademarks:

david cronenberg // body modification

‘Crimes of the Future’ (2022)

‘The Brood’ (1979)

‘The Fly’ (1986)

‘Videodrome’ (1983)

‘Scanners’ (1981)

‘Crash’ (1996)

#director trademarks #david cronenberg #films #cinema #movies #film #crimes of the future #film frames #cinematography #film stills #screencaps #cinephile #film is not dead #film tag

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sakurasmain · 14 days

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pairing: miyawaki sakura x staff!reader

summary: reader meets her bias (and sakura adorably spirals)

note: converted an old little marvel fic of mine hahaha, first time writing for kpop so this is rought, kinda dusting off the keyboard! hope it’s okay!

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sakura was enamored the moment you set foot in the practice room, with a pretty smile and equipment ready to film the girls' content, but it was obvious she wasn’t the only one.

as soon as you were officially introduced to the members and staff, it became an entire challenge to win the pretty camerawoman over. during schedules where you were assigned to them, each girl took the chance to get your attention. chaewon would do her cutesy fierce thing, yunjin brought out her loud and loser-coded type of charm which consisted of the lamest pick-up lines known to man, even kazuha started throwing her charming smiles and wearing crop tops more often!

sakura even noticed that while out at events, other idols stared a little too long at her camerawoman. the guests at eunchae star diary wouldn't even be subtle about their glances, and the maknaes were a menace!

she wasn’t worried though, after all these months she had your routine down. you would start by politely declining all those who sought you out with the same awkward giggle, your trademark sympathetic smile, and walk away, it was a waltz sakura loved to see every time.

now sakura wasn’t dumb, she knew it was her who you liked. every early morning now consisted of coffee runs and every night had you sneaking in street food plus small gaming sessions with your favorite member. but still, sakura’s fear of ultimately ruining such an authentic friendship kept her from acting on her feelings, and not to mention that it could affect the great work relationship. she concluded that sitting by and watching everyone try and fail to have you would be a cost necessary.

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scratch that, why was there a tall walking sunshine in the cafeteria and why was she making you laugh? wait, were you blushing? you never blush with her!

sakura sat there with what felt like a permanent pout, forcing herself to not just walk over and interrupt whatever you both so vividly talked about. i mean, how funny could they be? she kept glancing over to see when your rejecting routine would start, the awkward giggle, the pity laugh, and walking away.

but it never came, instead, what sakura saw from afar was for certain a giggle, but, it was flirty? god forbid what the other idol was typing on your phone was their number… this couldn’t go on for longer, and after what felt like an eternity you walked away with a goofy grin plastered on your face.

the veteran idol quickly walked over to the corner, disguising her intentions with a false interest in the coffee machine. “hey tsuki, haven't seen you since our fearless kkura episode!”, extending her hand to the other, “oh, kkura-sunbaemin! i got invited to do some dance challenges!”, she answered with a bright smile.

‘fukutomi tsuki? that’s okay, sakura thought, no big deal, except that’s the idol you’ve declared over and over again having a massive crush on. and you were barely five minutes prior talking to them and blushing and giggle- well sakura was officially spiraling.

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three days, it would be three whole days of tsuki coming over to hybe and flirting with you, and you’ve been living for it. after that small talk shared in the cafeteria, the le sserafim member couldn’t have expected just how infuriating all of this would become, more so, heart-wrenching. but, sakura was the one to put up the boundary on your friendship, it was her decision and she would stand by it!

day one was simple enough; you had been assigned to show tsuki the different practice rooms and help her not get lost, which the idol took as valuable time to throw some smooth lines your way and make you blush endlessly. ‘just a blush, a stupid little blush’, sakura kept repeating to herself.

“don’t you think she should film these challenges with her own staff?”, sakura lamely started, “who?” you questioned.

“tsuki… matter of fact i don’t think she has the stamina to even do our choreos, i can though… and who wants to be so tall? should’ve gone to the Lakers instead of here!”, sakura declared, now aggressively gesturing to solidify just how baffled she is. she didn’t catch the adoring gaze you threw her way, much less your beaming smile, that cherry blossom was also so animated.

“i’m just saying, a little overrated if you ask me.”, you only laughed and looked at her with even more adoration, “it is overrated my cherry, so lame, you are so much cooler and dance endlessly!”, maybe it was an exaggeration on your end, but it did bring back a smug and happy sakura.

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day two was much harder. after having spent all your day with tsuki, it's easy to say you got pretty close. close enough to be constantly touching each other, and sakura’s eyes couldn’t move away from it. the way tsuki’s hand rested on your lower back, going out of her way to play with the rings on your fingers. the cherry blossom was seeing red, or green, or whatever the idiom yunjin kept teasing her with. she was jealous.

“fukutomi, you know you can let her take a breather right?”, sakura knew she sounded piteous, but she couldn’t stop herself.

“cherry!”, you exclaimed, “what’s the matter with you?”, ‘great’, sakura thought, ‘now i’m getting scolded’

“it’s- it’s nothing, just odd that they have only you putting in so much work… it’s getting late anyway, want to continue the game through from last time?”, if sakura’s week wasn’t bad enough, your answer was the confirmation it needed, “i’m sorry cherry, but you’re acting rude, and i promised tsuki a night out. maybe next time?”

like a sad little kicked kitten, sakura got up, “that’s okay, i’ll go to my room, night tsuki, goodnight” the older idol could feel her chest tighten, but still, shot you her usual grin, and left. the stupid tall blonde was leaving tomorrow anyway, and you’ll be back to normal.

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it was already day three, the glorious friday sakura had been anticipating, also the day fukutomi tsuki would stop showing up at hybe, hopefully never visit again.

the shorter idol quickly got bored of waiting for practice to start and went out into the hallway, stopping herself after hearing tsuki’s and chaewon’s voices.

“while i prefer not meddling with my member's relationships, maybe don’t ask her out?” chaewon said, knowing all too well how territorial a certain crocheter could be.

“she doesn’t seem to be with anyone though chaewon-sunbaemin, she’s cute and i think she likes me, i don’t understand the problem” tsuki rebutted, seemingly annoyed.

“i’m just saying, wouldn't you be too busy with promotions for a relationship -“ chaewon started but was interrupted by tsuki, “who said anything about relationships? maybe i just want a little distraction every once in a while.”

that was all sakura needed to hear before walking the corner and coming in between her leader and fellow idol, ears red from frustration. “i think it’s better if you leave early today, i’ll let your manager now we got enough footage.” she coldly stated while chaewon only watched and the other idol just nodded, walking away. none of them noticing how you had followed sakura after seeing her walk out of the practice room.

“why are you dragging me?!” sakura all but yelled while holding onto her now even redder ear, which was caused by you pulling her to a nearby room. words couldn’t even describe the flabbergasted look you were giving her, “oh i’m sorry, are you surprised by this? i’m still, on the whole, WHY would you even speak to another idol that way? anyone could have heard and spread false narratives”, you couldn’t even try lowering your voice.

by now you had already gotten up close to her, meanwhile the pro-idol could only continue inspecting the floor, too embarrassed to even look you in the eyes. she mumbled some nonsense in the hope of giving up on the incoming conversation, but after a glance at your worried, but also very pissed off eyes, she repeated herself louder “she said disgusting things about you…”

sighing, “kkura, it doesn’t matter what anyone says about me, you can’t be going around defending ‘my honor’ like that!”, but that only seemed to add fuel to the fire. “yes it matters and yes i can! all she’s done all week is take your entire time, make you laugh the only way i can, and then say you could be some distraction?… as if you aren't someone to treasure as if she could just barge in here and take you away from me!”

that was it, that’s the reason the usually relaxed member was being an irrational baby, she was jealous?

“cherry, would you please look at me?”, you asked in the soft tone reserved only for her. sakuda looked up with small angry tears watering her eyes, “kkura, i understand why you put a boundary to our friendship, and also why tsuki’s comment got to you, but i can’t do much here if you won’t allow me.” you finished, trying to be as delicate with the topic as possible.

with an inhale and a puffed chest, sakura finally spoke up, “i know this won’t be the easiest thing to deal with, with busy schedules and what-not, but, you have never made me feel as a burden, all you ever done is understand and accept me, with that in mind, could i please take you on a date?”, she finished asking while taking both of your hands.

“you’re such an idiot cherry, of course, i’ll be your date, only after we make sure tsuki doesn't go off and tell the managers about how you kicked her out!” you laughed, sakura knew she wasn’t going to live that down anytime soon, but it was worth it, she finally got her pretty lady.

#miyawaki sakura #le sserafim #miyawaki sakura x reader #le sserafim x reader #kpop fluff

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charles-leclerizz · 24 days

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Rapid Fire Challenge: Aisha vs. Max

Aisha and Max go head-to-head in a rapid-fire question challenge. With only seconds to answer each question, they'll reveal fun facts, preferences, and more. Who will come out on top?

reading time : 8 mins 15 seconds

word count : 1.6 k [ 1650 words ]

warnings : swearing, lewd and suggestive wording, crack, not proof read

Masterlist · 🪷 Aisha · 🪷 Porsche F1 Team · 🪷

" What the fuck are you wearing?" Max looked Aisha up and down, his trademark red bull can clattering into the hollow bin next to him as he watched Aisha run a confused hand down her front before glancing cautiously back up at him.

She arched a brow at him and tugged at her strapless top, " clothes ? "

Max snorted and reached out to poke her slightly exposed mid-driff, " or lack thereof . "

Was the aggravating man wrong? Perhaps not.

In Aisha's opinion, it was a perfectly splendid ensemble. Another one of her brand parter's had generously offered her a two piece outfit, a long, flowing silk skirt that shimmered a classic Porsche silver- paired with a tight cotton, corset top that accentuated her chest with a ruffled middle piece of taffeta.

To others, it may seem over the top.

" You have the same outfit everyday. it's like you're trying to be an NPC ." Aisha plucked at his red-bull jersey with a scrunched up nose, " it's not my fault that brands love to gift me pretty things and you… well . " she fluttered her fingers at his slightly-looser-than-normal tight jeans.

" Hmm .. " he hummed, tempted to flick the stack of dainty, amrapali golden chains that sat delicately on her collarbones, " whatever you say. I'm sure Lando appreciates your outfit . "

" And what's that meant to mean ? "

" - Excuse me ? "

" Just saying - "

" Saying what ? Are you just jealous that I can pull of colours unlike you, who stays about monochromatic as a pair of granny panties . "

" Woah-h-h, big words for miss 'I'm here cause I couldn't get a modeling gig ' "

" - Excuse me ? "

" Oh, just because I have the assets - " she gestured at her breasts and face, "- to do modelling, you're bitter ? don't worry, we can get you a push up bra from Forever 21. You'll fit right in"

" Excuse me ? "

" - What ? "

" We're ready for you, " an onset assistant, who looked too scandalised for her own good, motioned for them to step into the filming room.

They mouthed silent insults and unnecessarily pointed to one another, as they pushed through the inconveniently small door.

" And… we're stuck. this is all your fault max . " aisha hissed, crossing her arms as selflessly as she could muster whilst being pressed chest to chest with an equally uncomfortable Dutchman who propped a palm up- just above the crown of her head on the short doorway.

" my fault ? " he retorted, face growing redder with each second they spent sharing breath, " you're the one with india's remaining crown jewels on her person ."

" well maybe if your entitled ancestors didn - "

" oh shut up, it was the british and you know it . "

Luckily, the assistant had noticed their predicament and rushed over to undo the deadbolt lock to the second door, allowing the two to stumble away from each other.

They had thankfully remained silent as the rest of the filming crew grew more and more entertained with their squabbling, merely following the polite instructions and taking their seats as denoted by the white, masking tape markers stuck onto the plush seats.

" ROLLING "

" Welcome back everyone to a new season of formula 1 ! " the chirpy interview babbled to the largest camera before turning to the drivers who sat in line with her, watching her neutrally as they both accepted small, clip on microphones.

" Today we have … " she trailed off, giggling at Aisha who struggled to slip on the clasp of the tech in her hand, the plastic mechanism clacking obnoxiously at each failed attempt.

" Max, from our very own red bull garage ," she turned to max, who was already set himself up and was now sitting straighter in his tufted, indigo seat. He waved at the camera and politely smiled.

The interviewer glanced at Aisha as she victoriously gasped and raised her hands happily when the microphone stayed put, tucked between her skin and top, " … and aisha, rookie of the season down from porsche . "

Aisha waved at the camera, a serene smile playing on her lips.

" We're here to play a quick fire round of questions with the grids current champion , " she gestured to max, " and this years fresh meat . " she pointed her stack of cards at aisha.

" I'll be asking you both questions about each other, and whoever guesses correctly the fastest, will win a point . it's all about testing if your racing chemistry translates to real-life friendship ! "

" What friendship ? " max deadpanned, fiddling with his fingers.

" Can we do this one thing without you letting people know you hate me ? or is it too hard for the 3X world champion to multi-task ? "

The interviewer's eyes ping-ponged between them before her grin became artificially wider and she screeched a shrill, " Let's begin ! "

" alright max, what is aisha's favourite track to race ? "

the driver jumped at his name and the camera lens zoomed into his determined expression as he glanced between aisha's anticipatory face and the air, as if he were begging the particles for the answer.

" one second "

" she's said this before.. " he tried, clapping his hands nervously.

" i have, " aisha shrugged, egging him on.

" it was one of those times where she wouldn't shut up. "

" two seconds "

" come on max, it's so easy, i've raced there in f2 as well ... "

" yeah- cause i had the f2 races on while i was training, "

" three seconds "

" wow you're bad at this, " aisha huffed out, landing back against her chair with a relaxed flop.

max bounced his knee, forcibly shutting his eyes and harshly pressing his fingers into them as he pieced together his answer, " it's... shit... is it ?.. suzuka ? "

"- oh for fuck sake ! "

" - you are correct ! one point to max "

CURRENT SCORE : 0 - 1

" okay, aisha, If max could race in any era of Formula 1, past or present, which one would she choose ? "

" how come i get the piss hard one ? "

" cause you'll never actually get hard otherwise.." max mumbled.

" oh fuck off. "

" language guys, our editors aren't paid enough to censor all of this ."

aisha hooked her ankles together before leaning forward and hummed thoughtfully, " maybe... i don't think he's even mentioned this..." she plucked at her dangling earring as she continued to oscillate in recollection.

he shrugged, " i don't think i have actually."

" one second "

" wait... wait..." aisha hurried out, holding her palm out, " i have to choose wether he's too egotistical for my geuss.."

" oh please, " max sassed, " take your time, i'm sure my ego has alot to dissect. "

aisha scrunched up her face sourly, " yeah it does- like your unsolved daddy issues. "

" always the daddy issues ." he threw his hands up, " atleast be creative."

" two seconds "

" okay okay, hmmm, the 2021 season ? " aisha screwed her eyes shut, just incase she was wrong, " he would love to relive his first WDC . "

" that is..." the interviewer patted her legs quickly, continously creating a monotonous beating sound, " correct ! point to aisha . "

CURRENT SCORE : 1 - 1

" last one for max, if he gets this one, he wins, if not, then aisha gets a chance . "

max nodded determinedly, his mouth set in a hard line, "ready."

" wow, okay, " the interviewer gawked at his statue-like intensity, " uhm, what is aisha's pre-race ritual . "

aisha kicked her chin up, ready to watch max blubber over his last question, nobody knows her pre-race ritual, she was diligent enough to keep it hidden.

" so, i know she calls her parents around.. an hour before the race, " he paused mid-way to grin like a cheshire at her increasingly suspicious look, " and, i also know she has a playlist she listens to, mostly hozier.. but, without fail she.." max snaps his fingers, the final peice flickering to life like a broken tube light, "... she always.. can i say this ? "

aisha's face popped, cheeks flushing dangerously quickly, " can he ? "

" i.." the interviewer looked out the small tech crowd behind the camera who all gave her the same, confused shrug, ushering her to continue, " i assume so."

" she always wears.. ehm.. a pair of white underwear ." he mumbles the last phrase, avoiding eye-contact with anyone within the room whilst scratching the back of his neck.

" max ! " aisha smacked his shoulder in outrage, "wha- i mean why- but how ? " she spat out, her words merging within eachother until they tumbled out in an unintelligble spew.

" we didn't get that, she wears what ? "

" white.. undergarments, " max hesitantly answered.

the interviewer blinked a few times before gulping heavily and clearing her throat, " well thats a gross violation ! but let's just gloss over that. "

CURRENT SCORE : 1 - 2

" and for the sake of not continuing this hell-game, max is the winner. congratulations. " she clapped her hand gently against her queue cards.

"yeah.. well done.. bro " aisha muttered, dissociating from her surroundings to protect herself from further embarrassment that may just allow her already erratic heart to jump out of her ribcage.

" i don't feel like a winner," max joined her monotone lilt, eyes wide and wet, maintaing an unwwavering stare at the white wall that stood proud behind the myriad of wires.

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flanaganfilm · 1 year

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Major Announcement

You know, some people say that childhood dreams never come true. Well I'm here to say different. Late last night, we got confirmation that Intrepid Pictures has acquired the remake rights to a film that meant so much to me in my childhood...

GONCHAROV.

It's a risk, because they always say it's a bad idea to remake something that's already perfect. So I'm thinking it's more a legacy sequel/reboot kind of thing. Fortunately, we've got a lot of the original cast still around, so reprising their roles (even in cameos) could give us an edge. I mean who doesn't want to see Pacino step back into Mario Ambrosini's iconic voice? (A lot of people don't know this, but he achieved that sound by inhaling as he spoke his lines instead of exhaling).

It'll be our first foray outside of traditional horror, though we intend to revisit a lot of 'The Banker' Daddano's famous dream sequences from the original, which, as we know, can get pretty horrific - I mean, remember that bit about the paperboy with the eyes of a cat and the voice of an owl, and the image of the Kremlin under attack by an 80 foot pile of rats dressed in a giant coat also made of rats? (And yes, we intend to honor the original aesthetic of only using the right side of the screen for those sequences, simulating Daddano's point of view from behind the eyepatch.)

This is a great chance to utilize a lot of our regular Intrepid actors as well. Henry Thomas and @wilwheaton will play Lo Straniero's lost heirs, twin brothers who come to claim their birthright and "take out the trash" - literally - by infiltrating the criminal underworld as part of a cleaning crew.

Also, for the first time in Intrepid's history, we're wide open to ideas... if something inspires you, please put it in the comments. Together we can make the Next Greatest Mafia Ever Made Again (trademark Intrepid Pictures 2022).

#goncharov

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prettyboyeddiemunson · 2 years

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okay wait how would porn⭐️eddie be with an innocent gf ?

HE WOULD LIIIIIIVE TO CORRUPT HER, THATS WHAT HE WOULD FUCKING DO. reader is 18+!

can you just imagine? he would take her to parties, and probably help her get drunk for the first time (safely, of course; he would never let her out of his sight). he would take her with him to get a tattoo and maybe a piercing, so that she can see how it’s done. for one of the final steps, he would ask if she knows exactly what he does for a living. when she says she doesn’t, he gives her a few of his movies “to watch alone in your room” with his trademark wink & smirk.

so, she would watch the films and be flustered the whole time. but she would also touch herself to them when she realizes how aroused she is, and wouldn’t be able to look him in the eye the next day as a result. she would just avert her gaze, stuttering a little bit when he asks what’s wrong (even though he knows damn well what’s fucking wrong), and he would finally get it out of her. when she tells him what she did, he only grins, pulls her in for a kiss, and says: “do you want to reenact one of those movies with me?”

she’s a little nervous, because those movies were so hardcore and rough. but what were in those videos? well, to name a few things: size kink, degradation, light bdsm, oral sex (including extreme throat fucking), spanking, and really rough sex. but those few things were her favorites, and she trusted eddie. he was her boyfriend, after all, the man who always looked out for her at every turn. the one who promised to quit his job for her. the man who always bent over backwards to make sure she was cared for and safe. she knew he would take care of her here as well, and if things became too intense, he would lay off or stop.

so, her first time isn’t quite as traditional as most other girls’. eddie refused to start until she came up with her own safe word & signal, and then it was off to the races. he recreated all of her favorites, minus the blowjob because she was still way too nervous for that. the sex itself is slow at first, because he’s so goddamn massive and he wants her to adjust to the feeling of his dick before jumping right into some hardcore shit. the whole time she’s a flustered, pleasurable mess, her head swimming in such ecstasy that she never imagined was possible. who would have ever thought that the innocent girl could be so into such filthy, rough shit? she never believed it could happen, that’s for damn sure.

“damn, baby,” he breathes in her ear at one point, fucking her into the mattress as her nails tear at his skin. “your tight little pussy is swallowing all of me right up. how does it feel? hm? to have such a huge cock in that beautiful, wet, virgin cunt of yours?”

she can’t even form a response. all she can do is moan, one hand in his hair as she tugs, feeling his long, thick cock stretching her walls deliciously with every thrust. she pulls him down for a messy kiss, their mixed saliva trailing down her lower lip, his tongue piercing swirling around her mouth as he mewls into it. when he draws away, he looks between their bodies, grunting as he fucks impossibly deeper inside of her. her eyes roll back as he thrusts perfectly against her sweet spot, every sensation in her body amplified by a million as she fists his hair tightly.

“wish i could see myself fucking into you,” he says, rotating his hips for a moment before absolutely pounding into her. “gonna fill you up really nicely in a minute, though. i can’t wait to see my cum leaking out of that pretty cunt, and then clean it up right after.”

he throws her legs over his shoulders, pushing deep inside of her and holding himself there as she groans in pleasure. he licks her ankle as he starts drilling her again, his long hair sticking to his sweaty face as his breathing picks up. he reaches down to rub hard circles on her clit, smirking as she begins to arch and whine, her pussy clenching around his aching length as she does so.

“feel good?” he pants, and she nods. “good girl; that’s what I want to hear. i want you to fucking soak my dick, baby. i want you to make as big of a mess as i’m about to make of your sweet little pussy. show me that i can make you feel better than your own fingers, or pillow, or whatever you used last night. can you do that for me?”

she nods, nearly crying because of how amazing it felt. and when she cums a moment later, it’s the best goddamn thing she’s ever experienced in her life. he cums so much inside of her that it’s leaking everywhere, and seeing it happen? oh dear god, it got him off so fucking hard. he delivers on his promise to clean her up after, too, going down on her for the third time that night and sucking his own cum out of her. he swirls his tongue around her pussy, their messes mixing together, and it’s the most disgusting, yet hottest, thing she’s ever seen.

but you also best believe that he’s gonna do such thorough aftercare with her. he is going to make sure she’s okay and take care of her; after all that roughness, especially for her first time, he’s going to make her feel even more secure than ever.

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yuujispinkhair · 1 year

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Double cream filling for Valentine's Day

You celebrate Valentine's Day with your boyfriends Yuuji and Sukuna. But while you bought filled chocolate for your boys, they have another kind of filling for you.

Pairing: Sukuna x Reader (female) x Yuuji Genre: smut and fluff, modern AU Word Count: 6k Warnings: 18+, smut, poly, oral, fingering, double penetration (reader receives vaginal and anal at the same time), praise, mouth-spitting, cum-eating, taking pictures and filming during sex. Reader is in a poly relationship with Yuuji and Sukuna. This is a modern AU with no curses. Yuuji and Sukuna are just two regular guys. This is very self-indulgent, but I hope some of you will enjoy it too :) All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.

The city around you looks like one big candy store. Shop windows are stacked with pretty chocolate boxes and heart-shaped decorations. Everything is red and pink, just like your outfit of the day. You smile as you pull your coat tighter against your body. The short pink dress you wear underneath is a bit too cold for this time of year, but it looks so pretty, and you want to look extra good for your date with Yuuji and Sukuna.

You can't help but smile as you continue your walk towards the street corner where you will meet your boyfriends. In your hand, you carry a bag filled with prettily wrapped chocolate gift boxes. Dark chocolate filled with cherry.

But you know the real gift is something else. Your boys will only be allowed to unwrap it once you are back home. Underneath your pink dress, you are wearing the cutest underwear. Red lace with pretty gold accents and a cute little heart charm dangling on a thin chain between your breasts.

A fluttery feeling washes over you as you imagine how the three of you will spend this Valentine's Day together. First, go on your romantic date and then end the day in bed, showering each other with all the love you have.

Your heart is racing, and giddy excitement fills you as you round the corner.

And then your breath catches for a moment when your gaze lands on the tall, muscular figure of one of your boys.

Sukuna.

He looks strikingly gorgeous in a fine black suit with a red dress shirt and black tie. His pink hair is slicked back in his usual style, and the sexy smirk on his handsome face alone is enough to make your head spin.

He looks sexy, confident, and a bit dangerous with those black tattoos lining his face. A gorgeous but intimidating man. But you know that there is a softness underneath that arrogant mask.

You can see some of it now, as Sukuna's smirk turns into a dazzling smile when his gaze lands on you.

"Hey, princess."

He greets you with one of his sexy kisses, his hand cupping your chin and tilting your face upwards, soft lips moving against yours in a slow sexy caress before his tongue slips into your mouth and drives you insane with that trademark sensual tongue flick.

You can feel the grin on his lips when he moves down to your neck, trailing kisses over your skin, not caring about how indecent this may look to the people walking past you.

When he pulls away, you realize he's holding a dark red rose which he offers you with his typical seductive smile.

"You look beautiful, darling."

"Thank you, Kuna. You look gorgeous too."

You can see the way his face softens at your words, can see that particular tender expression in his maroon eyes that tells you how much he cares about you. His velvety voice sends shivers down your spine when he leans closer and tells you,

"Happy Valentine's Day. I love you."

You will never get enough of hearing his sexy low voice breathe those words to you. His lips find yours in another slow kiss, only parting long enough to let you whisper your love back to him.

When you part, there is this small tender smile on his handsome face again, and you feel much warmer in your little outfit than a few minutes ago.

And then Sukuna's beautiful gaze slips to a point behind you, and you know exactly who he sees, from the way his expression looks almost love-drunk.

You smile. It always makes you feel so warm to see how smitten Sukuna is with Yuuji. Seeing that bad boy with the tattoos and intimidating personality go all soft when he sees your sweet sunshine boyfriend.

Both you and Sukuna adore Yuuji. He is the light of both of your lives. How lucky you are that Yuuji shines so bright that he has enough warmth for both of you.

You turn around to follow Sukuna's gaze, and there he is: Beautiful Yuuji, walking towards the two of you with his typical large, fast steps and that broad smile on his pretty face.

He attracts everyone's attention without even noticing it. So oblivious to the effect he has on others. Your heart jumps to your throat as you take him in. He is gorgeous, his pretty face alight with his sunshine smile, honey-colored eyes filled with so much warmth and happiness, glowing golden in the sunlight. His tan cheeks are already flushed with a cute blush, so excited and eager to see his girlfriend and boyfriend.

He's also dressed in a black suit and tie but with an orange shirt. You can't help but lick your lips at the sight. Yuuji isn't aware of his own sexiness, not like Sukuna. But he is very sexy. He looks downright mouth-watering in the tailored suit that sits perfectly snug on his tall and buff figure, showing off his muscular arms and the perfect v-shape of his strong body. A body packed with firm muscles, so strong and athletic. A body that can keep you so perfectly safe and warm and strong arms that can easily lift you and bounce you on his dick.

You draw in a breath at the thought. But right now, those strong arms are carrying a large bouquet of red and pink roses while Yuuji is smiling his brightest sunshine smile. He laughs when he stops in front of you, all smiles and sparkling golden eyes,

"Heyyy, happy Valentine's Day, my loves!"

The large bouquet gets shoved into your hands, and then the air almost gets knocked out of you as Yuuji wraps his arms around you and pulls you against him, greeting you with a tight hug. You chuckle as you get pressed against his buff chest. It's so sweet how eager Yuuji is, how happy to see you, not even trying to play it cool.

You smile up at him, getting on your tiptoes to kiss him sweetly. Yuuji's kisses are always as sweet as candy. Tender and loving, but also sexy, unable to hide how much he wants you. You melt into his strong arms, opening your lips to let him lick sweetly into your mouth.

When you pull away, Sukuna is standing behind Yuuji, wrapping his arms around your boyfriend from behind and greeting him with a kiss on the side of his neck right above the collar of his dress shirt.

"Happy Valentine's Day to you too, sweetheart."

Sukuna sounds smug as he suddenly lifts a tattoed hand and lets a single red rose on a red gift ribbon dangle down over Yuuji's shoulder.

Yuuji's pretty honey eyes widen, and he makes the cutest sound. A little surprised gasp that turns into a happy laugh,

"Aww, Kuna! Did you get me a rose too? Thank you, baby. You're such a gentleman!"

Yuuji lets his head fall back against Sukuna's shoulder and smiles at him, looking so pretty that your heart clenches. You chuckle when Yuuji makes a kissy gesture with his lips and bats his eyelashes until Sukuna captures his lips in a sweet kiss.

The second surprise is for Sukuna, though, because once he lets go of Yuuji again, your sunshine boy reaches into his suit jacket to pull out a single pink rose, which he hands to Sukuna with a broad grin.

"I got one for you too. I felt bad about only getting flowers for my girl. So I bought a rose for my boy too."

He laughs and winks at Sukuna as long fingers with black nail polish carefully take the rose from him.

You watch your boys with an amused grin before reaching into your bag to get their gifts. The chocolates and, to everyone's amusement, a rose for each of them.

Sukuna grins at you,

"So we all got roses for each other, huh? I didn't expect to get flowers too."

Yuuji rolls his pretty eyes at him.

"What do you mean, Kuna? Of course, you get roses too! You are our prince, too, after all!"

"And I thought I am your king."

Sukuna drawls with a shit-eating smirk that makes you laugh while Yuuji groans and adds,

"Yeah, ok...I guess you are our king."

Sukuna laughs triumphantly, obviously very pleased with the answer. His maroon gaze wanders from Yuuji to you, and the smirk playing around his lips is so sexy that it makes you a little weak.

"Come on, you don't want to miss our date, do you?"

He takes the lead, offering both of you a hand, all gentlemanly, making butterflies flutter in your stomach, and judging by the look in Yuuji's eyes, he feels the same way.

Yuuji and you each take one of Sukuna's arms, letting him pull you along. You like how people turn their heads as the three of you walk down the street. You know you must look impressive. Two tall, gorgeous pink-haired guys, one with scary-looking tattoos, the other with a sunshine smile. And a girl with a pink dress and a happy grin on her face. All three dressed up in their best clothes, truly looking like some celebrities, or as Sukuna likes to put it: The king with his prince and princess.

"Whoaaa Kuna are you for real?? You got a table for us here?"

Yuuji stares open-mouthed at the shiny entrance to one of the most exclusive restaurants in the city.

When Sukuna said he was in charge of picking a restaurant for tonight, you definitely didn't expect to end up in this glamorous place. You smile at him,

"I have no idea what you had to do to book this table, but thank you, Kuna. It's perfect!"

Your heavily tattoed boyfriend smirks at you, shrugging casually as if it's no big deal. But he looks so proud and smug that it's clear he has been gleefully looking forward to seeing your and Yuuji's reaction.

He lifts an elegant eyebrow, and his low voice sounds amused when he says,

"Oh, let's just say I do whatever is necessary to provide for my prince and my princess."

The dinner is just as fancy and delicious as you hoped. It's the perfect evening. The three of you sip expensive red wine and eat the finest food while chatting about everything and nothing.

And all the while, there is this excited buzz between you. This giddy anticipation of where this evening will lead. It's not the first time the three of you go on a date together, of course. But tonight is special somehow. All three of you are dressed up in your finest clothes and got each other flowers and chocolates on this day that is there to celebrate your love.

You are holding hands with Yuuji on the table, smiling as his thumb strokes absentmindedly over your wrist. And Sukuna's large hand is resting on your knee, slowly wandering up your thigh.

You watch with heart-eyes as Sukuna laughs at something Yuuji says before leaning over the table, cupping Yuuji's cheek, and pressing a quick kiss to his lips.

It's always been like that between the three of you right from the start. You smile to yourself as you remember the night you met. That night when your friends dragged you to a club where you didn't really enjoy yourself until that pretty pink-haired boy with the sunshine smile accidentally spilled his drink over you and apologized for ten minutes straight while helping you clean your bag and trying to dry your shirt.

You hadn't been able to tear your gaze away from his pretty face and defined biceps, thinking that you were thankful for the drink he spilled if it meant meeting this gorgeous guy who was so charming and sweet.

And then he turned to the bartender asking for a towel, and the two of you were met by a sexy smirk and amused maroon eyes, and a sexy low voice telling you that the best way to forget about a wet shirt was to drink more until you forgot about the little accident. Two tattoed hands had shoved shot glasses of vodka your way,

"The rest of the drinks you have tonight are on me."

And you and Yuuji had both stared a bit dazedly at the sexy tattoed bartender, thanking him profusely only to watch that irresistible smirk grow even wider. And then he leaned over the bar to put a long finger under both your and Yuuji's chin and told you,

"But only if I get both of your phone numbers."

You smile at the memory, putting your hand on top of Sukuna's on your thigh and interlacing your fingers with his, just like you are holding Yuuji's hand on top of the table.

"Thank you for this beautiful date and the flowers. I am so happy to be here with the two of you."

You tell them with a voice thick with happiness and love, giggling when both of your boys lean closer at the same time and each presses a sweet, warm kiss to your cheek.

The flowers and chocolate gift boxes are strewn over the apartment floor, just like the boys' suit jackets, as the three of you stumble towards the bedroom, caught in each other's embrace, lips finding each other to kiss and lick and, in Sukuna's case, bite.

A pair of strong warm hands is on your ass, kneading it through your dress while soft, eager lips move against yours in a sweet needy kiss and a silky tongue licks yours in deep loving caresses. Sweet Yuuji. It's so cute how enamored he is with your ass.

And a second pair of firm hands is cupping your tits through your dress, slipping long fingers into the neckline to tease the swell of your breasts with slow caresses while Sukuna's tongue is gliding seductively over your neck, making you shiver from the sexy feeling of his tongue piercing on your skin. You love how his tall, muscular body presses against you from behind, letting you feel his big hard bulge.

You moan into Yuuji's mouth as his hands slip under your dress, pulling it up, brushing over the lace of your panties, and kneading your ass firmly. You can feel his hard cock too, rubbing against your belly where it's straining needily against his suit pants.

You gasp into his mouth, head spinning from the feeling of your two tall, strong boyfriends having you in their middle, caressing and kissing you, slowly undressing you while their hard cocks rub against you from both sides.

Their lips leave your skin only to meet in a hungry open-mouthed kiss across your shoulder, both moaning softly into each other's mouth. You watch them with a pounding heart. Yuuji and Sukuna always look so sexy together, their matching pink hair so pretty, their tall buff figures so beautiful, and the love and desire they feel for each other so shamelessly on display for your hungry eyes.

You can't help but get on your tiptoes to press a loving kiss first to Sukuna's cheek, then to Yuuji's, letting them know how loved they are and how much you love seeing them kissing.

Your smile turns into a breathless moan when they both turn their heads, and suddenly two pairs of soft lips are on you, playfully fighting to kiss you. It ends in a sexy wet kiss where three tongues lick at each other, threads of spit connecting all three of you in a sexy slick web.

Yuuji is the first to moan a horny-sounding,

"I love you both so much."

And you and Sukuna both answer at the same time, voices thick with feelings and desire,

"We love you too, baby."

Sukuna presses his body tightly against yours from behind. His lips glide over your neck, licking and sucking, making you tremble in his strong arms. His hands hook in the straps of your dress, pulling them down over your shoulders as his lips kiss a trail over your naked shoulders.

Yuuji's tongue tangles with yours, tenderly kissing you as his strong hands slip between your back and Sukuna's abs to play with the zipper of your dress.

He presses one last sweet kiss to your lips before pulling away with heavy-lidded eyes.

"Please, let us see what's underneath that cute dress. Can we undress you, cutie?"

His eyes are burning with desire and love, and you can't stop yourself from trembling as pleasure throbs through you at the way he looks at you.

You nod and smile at him, all horny and dazed,

"Yes, baby. Please unwrap your gift."

You can feel Sukuna's grin on your neck, teeth grazing your skin. And Yuuji's pupils dilate as he licks his lips and tugs on the zipper of your dress, pulling it all the way down.

Your two boyfriends undress you together, letting your pretty pink dress fall down to the floor where it pools around your feet, and you step out of it, leaving you only in the sexy red underwear you bought for today.

Your pulse flutters as your boys step away from you, and you instantly miss the warm shelter of their solid bodies as you get exposed to the slightly cooler temperature of the room. Your body is brimming with excitement at knowing Yuuji's and Sukuna's eyes are on you now.

Yuuji's moan makes your pussy twitch. He stares at you, big honey eyes filled with adoration as they wander hungrily over your body.

"Oh fuck, cutie, you look so hot! Kuna, look at her...look at our girl!"

Yuuji's strong hands land on your hips, gently turning you around so you face Sukuna. Yuuji's thumbs caress the skin right at the hem of your panties, making you moan softly and let your head fall back against his broad chest.

Your gaze meets Sukuna's, and you almost moan again at the desire you see there. His maroon eyes are heavy-lidded with lust as they slowly trail over your body.

Sukuna's voice is warm and raspy, sounding so sexy that it makes you press your thighs together as he reaches out to cup your jaw and lean closer to you,

"Our princess is seducing us, hm? So sexy. Such a sweet Valentine's Day gift you are."

His lips capture yours, kissing you languidly with deep, slow strokes of his tongue.

Yuuji is moaning softly against your neck where his lips are now, kissing so sweetly while his large hands wander over your body, caressing every inch of naked skin they can reach, cupping your tits through your bra, squishing them gently as he presses his hardness against your ass, needy and cute.

"Fuck...baby...I need you. Need to have you on my dick."

His fingers toy with the heart-shaped cut out in the back of your lacey panties, gently caressing the crack between your butt cheeks, a loving, teasing touch. And you tremble in his arms, moaning into Sukuna's mouth as you lean back against Yuuji's muscular body, letting him steady you, trusting him to hold you.

You can feel Yuuji's thick hot cock twitch even through his pants. You know what he craves, and you want it too. You grind your ass slowly against his erection, rubbing against him until he moans brokenly,

"Oh fuckkkk... please, baby. Can I please be in your cute ass?"

Sukuna chuckles softly as he pulls away from the kiss with his typical sexy tongue flick. His words are directed at Yuuji, but his eyes look deeply into yours while doing so, driving you crazy with need,

"You can have her cute ass, baby. And I will take care of that pretty pussy. Let's give our sweet girl a nice cream filling for Valentine's Day. Would you like that, princess? Getting filled like that chocolate you bought us?"

His smirk is devilish, but his voice is thick with lust, and his maroon eyes are full of love as his long fingers pull down your bra, making your tits spill out.

You feel so light-headed, heart hammering wildly in your chest, skin so sensitive to every touch, pussy wet and needy for their cocks.

You know your eyes must look feverish as you gaze back at Sukuna and nod,

"Yes... please, I want the two of you to fill me up until I'm overflowing."

Sukuna and Yuuji carry you to the large bed, gently placing you on top of the dark red bedsheets. For a moment, all three of you end up in an overeager tangle of limbs, kissing and caressing impatiently. Three people who are all crazy for each other, longing to touch and fuck and love each other and be as close to each other as possible.

But Sukuna is the one who takes control again and captures your wrists, wrapping his strong large hands around them and pressing you down on the bed. He fixes you there with his firm grip as he leans over you, his tie tickling your naked tits where he pulled your bra down.

"Lie back, sweetheart, and let us admire you a bit."

Yuuji appears next to him, already holding up his phone and giving you that cute pouty look, asking permission to snap pictures of you in your lacey red underwear.

You smile at him and bite your lip as you nod and look directly into the camera. It makes you feel so desired to see how he is sticking his tongue out, eyes glazed over with lust, his pretty face so cute when it's filled with that horny stupid expression.

He always begs you to please let him take sexy pictures of you, giving you the cutest pouty look out of those pretty golden eyes. Of course, by now, he has lifelong permission to do so.

You feel even more cream gather between your thighs as you smile for the camera, arousal making your pussy throb for your two sexy boys.

"Why don't you take a video too, sweetheart?"

Sukuna suggests in his smooth velvety voice as he leans closer and lets a tattoed hand trail down your body. You're breathing hard, and your body is tingling everywhere his long fingers caress you. His hand slips into your red panties to rub two fingers slowly over your wet clit, eliciting a loud, needy moan from you while Sukuna grins smugly into the camera.

He has you on the brink of orgasm only a short while later, your hips bucking and desperate whines falling from your lips while Yuuji still films you. But before you can tumble over the edge, Sukuna pulls away, trailing his fingers, which are now wet with your pussy cream, all the way up over your stomach and tits before he pushes his thumb between your lips,

"Open up, sweet thing."

You do so obediently, opening your mouth, eyes looking up at Sukuna, who towers over you, sexy and dominant. He smirks, pierced tongue sticking out before he spits in your mouth, letting his spit slowly drip down into your waiting mouth.

"Good girl."

You close your lips to swallow his spit, head spinning from the display of ownership and the praise you receive.

You watch dazedly as Sukuna turns to Yuuji now, placing his fingers which are coated with your cream, on Yuuji's mouth, rubbing them gently over Yuuji's lips, spreading your slick over them like lipgloss.

Yuuji is moaning while Sukuna smiles,

"So pretty. Lick it all up, my sweet prince. Doesn't our princess taste delicious?"

His fingers slip into Yuuji's mouth while his own lips close around Yuuji's neck, sucking on his skin, leaving hickeys all over the tan skin.

It always arouses you to see how possessive Sukuna is of the two of you. Marking you up with his spit and his hickeys, and his cum.

You feel so taken care of by him, knowing he looks lovingly after what is his.

Yuuji pushes the phone into your hands, and now it's your turn to watch and film your two lovers playing with each other.

They undress each other while sharing sexy hungry kisses. Strong hands tangle in each other's matching pink hair as their tongues stroke each other, and their muscular bodies move against each other. They look beautiful together. Large hands loosen ties and take them off, unbutton shirts, open belts, and trousers.

The same hands find their loving path over buff pecs and defined abs and slip down to matching red boxer briefs, freeing their gorgeous cocks. Both of your boys gasp into each other's mouths when their freed cocks rub against each other, mixing their pre-cum and smearing it all over each other's hard length.

You moan out needily as you watch them take each other into their hands, pumping each other's cock slowly while they make out with open-mouthed needy, messy kisses that make the spit drool down their chins. Just like the thick pearls of pre-cum oozing out of their slits and trickling down their gorgeous fat mushroom heads, both as pretty as everything else about them.

You almost cum when Sukuna runs his fingertips teasingly slow around Yuuji's twitching, thick pink cockhead smearing his pre-cum all over him and whispering to him,

"So hard and ready to fuck her so good, baby. Be my good boy and prepare her tight little hole. Make our princess nice and loose for your big cock."

He smiles when Yuuji moans needily, and his hips buck helplessly, fucking himself into Sukuna's large hand. Sukuna strokes him lovingly, spoiling him a bit more until Yuuji is sobbing from lust.

But he isn't the only one close to losing his mind. You watch with hungry eyes as Yuuji pats Sukuna's hand away with a shaky groan and pushes him down on the bed. Sukuna groans and you smile. You know that he loves how strong Yuuji is. He loves knowing that Yuuji could hold him down and fuck him if he wanted to, but he is willingly such a submissive, sweet thing for Kuna.

Right now, that sweet submissive boy massages Sukuna's thick muscular thighs with his strong hands as Yuuji's face hovers over Sukuna's twitching hard cock.

All three of you moan when Yuuji wraps his pink lips around the thick mushroom head of Sukuna's cock, looking up at him with those big honey eyes like such a sweet boy as he sucks lovingly on the thick cock in his mouth.

The groan coming from Sukuna's mouth is raw and sexy, showing how affected he is and how close he is to losing control in Yuuji's sweet, warm mouth. His fingers tangle in Yuuji's hair, keeping him in place,

"You're so good at that, baby. But don't make me nut just yet. I wanna bust the first one in that cute princess pussy."

You feel dizzy. You are so wet that your panties stick to your creamy folds. Yuuji's phone almost slips out of your hands when two pairs of desire-filled brown eyes meet yours. Honey and maroon.

Your breath comes out in needy huffs as your two gorgeous boys crawl over to you, both towering over you, so tall and big with their beautiful muscled bodies and thick leaking cocks, dripping pre-cum onto your belly.

The phone falls from your grasp. Your hands trail over Yuuji's and Sukuna's muscular backs, tracing the buff muscles before you run your fingertips over the stubble of their undercuts and then slip into their matching pink hair on top, running your fingers through it as you get engulfed by the warm heavy bodies of your boyfriends pressing you down on the bed.

Yuuji's lips find yours kissing you sweetly, tasting like Sukuna's pre-cum. You flick your tongue against his, moaning and licking up Sukuna's taste from his tongue before a strong hand pulls you away, and then Sukuna's lips are on yours, kissing you deep and demanding.

You stay like that for a moment, hands caressing their undercuts and tugging on their pretty pink hair while kissing them both, switching from one mouth to the next and back again. It's sloppy, wet, and hungry, full of raw need for each other. Full of the most intense love you have ever felt.

Needy moans slip out of your mouth as strong hands open your bra and pull down your panties, leaving you naked and wet, ready to get fucked by your boys.

Warm hands wander over your naked skin. You can't even tell whose hand is doing what. Someone plays with your nipples, rolling them between his fingers and gently tugging on them.

The other trails his fingers over your pussy lips, rubbing your slick over them before the other's hand joins, and one of them spreads your pussy lips tenderly for the other, letting him caress your clit slowly, circling it lovingly and teasingly slow, sending shock waves of pleasure through your body as your hips lift and buck needily.

You are melting under their touches, moaning and panting as you give yourself completely to Sukuna and Yuuji, knowing you can trust them to take care of you like no one else could.

Soon you are lying on your side, nestled between Yuuji's and Sukuna's strong bodies. Moaning at the feeling of their warm muscles and rock-hard cocks pressing against you from both sides.

Yuuji is preparing your ass for his fat cock, fucking you gently open with a lubed-up finger. You are trembling and moaning helplessly as he plays sweetly with your tight rim, circling it slowly before gently dipping a fingertip into your heat. Gradually slipping deeper, loosening you up thoroughly while his leaking cock rubs against your back, smearing his hot pre-cum over your skin in his excitement to be inside you soon.

His kisses are hot and sexy on your neck, and his voice is a horny moan,

"Fuck yeah, that's our sweet girl. Can't wait to feel your cute little hole milking me 'til I cum."

His words and fingers make you cry out needily, but it gets muffled by Sukuna's mouth, claiming your lips in a hot deep kiss while his strong hands caress your tits and pinch your nipples. His lips leave your mouth only to travel down your neck and to your tits, sucking on your nipples, grazing them with his teeth, before his journey further down your body continues.

You moan desperately when Sukuna's hot lips close around your swollen clit, sucking gently on it while his hands grab your ass cheeks and spread them open further for Yuuji.

Sukuna's tongue piercing rubs slowly over your clit, teasing you until your little bud is all stiff and swollen, every slow lick making your hips buck and making you cry and sob uncomprehendingly about how much you love him and Yuuji.

His middle and ring fingers push into your creamy pussy, joining Yuuji's fingers which are fingering your ass. You whine in pleasure at the feeling of getting fingered by your two sexy boys at the same time, feeling so full and so claimed by those two as they pump their thick fingers into your holes.

"K..Kuna! Yuujiii! Ah...ah...I'm gonna c..."

They stop instantly, both breathing heavily against your naked skin, and Sukuna's low velvety voice whispers to you,

"Not yet, princess. You're gonna cum on our cocks, not on our fingers."

And Yuuji adds in a deep horny voice,

"Yeah, cutie, you're gonna milk our cum out of us with your orgasm."

You're a sobbing mess when they pull their fingers out of you, making your holes flutter at the loss of being stuffed by them.

But two loving pairs of strong arms are there for you, holding you as Sukuna rolls onto his back and pulls you with him. You are boneless in their strong arms, dizzy with pleasure as Yuuji whispers sweet praise to you and helps you straddle Sukuna's lap and sink down on his thick twitching cock,

"Yeah, just like that, cutie. You're such a good girl for us. Look at you, taking Kuna's cock so well. Looks so pretty when your sweet pussy gets spread open by his gorgeous cock. Ride him, sweetie. I love hearing him moan for you."

You're moaning too as you feel Sukuna's firm grip on your waist, and he starts bouncing you on his thick length. You roll your hips down onto him, riding him slowly, gasping when his cockhead kisses your sweet spot deep inside you.

Low, sexy moans fall from Sukuna's parted lips, but his eyes are open, watching Yuuji, who's kneeling behind you,

"Join us, my pretty prince. Give her your cock too."

Sukuna's large hands wander to your ass, kneading it firmly and spreading your cheeks apart, exposing your lubed-up entrance to Yuuji. You gasp when you hear the growl coming from your sunshine boy.

And then Yuuji's thick cockhead prods at your lubed-up rim, gently fucking you open just with his swollen tip. He is always so sweet with you, always so gentle and careful not to hurt you, holding back for you even though he must be so horny that he's close to busting at the thought of fucking your tight ass.

"I'll go slow, baby...ah! Oh, fuck! You suck me in so good, oh fuck! Is it ok, cutie? Are you ok?"

At this point, your mind is hazy, thoughts clouded by lust and need. Your eyes close as you reach behind you to grab a handful of Yuuji's pink hair and pull on it, making him lean down until his lips brush against yours, and you whisper against his mouth,

Yes...please fuck me, baby."

He moans and captures your lips in a sweet loving kiss while he slowly pushes his thick cock deeper into you.

Sukuna's low moan joins yours.

"Fuck, the two of you are so cute."

His hands are on your thighs, caressing them soothingly as he lets you adjust to the feeling of both of their cocks inside you.

You tense up for a moment as Yuuji pushes his fat mushroom head fully inside you, stretching your ass open around him, making you feel almost too full next to Sukuna's cock in your pussy.

But both of your boyfriends are there for you, soothing, loving, and taking care of you so sweetly.

Sukuna runs his hands over your back, pulling you down and hugging you tightly to his buff chest. Yuuji rubs your ass cheeks tenderly, his voice sweet and sexy as he whispers praise to you,

"You're doing so well, cutie. I love you so much. Such a sweet girl."

You can hear the smile in his words, but then another low moan falls from his lips as he rolls his hips, sinking even deeper into your ass, fucking his fat cock into you with deep, tender thrusts.

You feel so taken care of between their solid bodies. They both fuck their hot cocks into you, moving in sync, making you moan both their names.

Sukuna's strong arms encircle you and then reach behind you, and you know that he is cupping Yuuji's ass, kneading that firm cute backside as he pulls him even closer against your back.

"Yeah, come here, baby, fuck her deeper. Yeah, just like that, my sweet boy. I can feel how good you fuck her. Can feel your cock through her walls."

It draws a desperate sob from Yuuji, all cute and needy,

"Fuckkk so tight, baby! Ah Kuna, oh fuck, baby! Yeah, I can feel your dick too!"

All three of you give yourself to each other, filling the bedroom with your moans and I love yous, moving against each other as your two boys share you so sweetly.

You feel so warm, so safe, so full. Stuffed by Sukuna's and Yuuji's gorgeous cocks. Their muscles flexing against you, warm, muscular bodies wrapping around you, taking care of you, loving you, claiming you.

You cry from the happiness and love washing over you. When you cum it is so intense that you almost black out. Stars dance before your eyes as you scream in pleasure and your body convulses between your boyfriend's tall, muscular bodies, shuddering around their cocks, as they fuck wave after wave of your orgasm out of you.

They follow you soon after, filling your holes to the brim with their cum. Pumping you full with their thick warm seed until you are overflowing.

You are slumped against Sukuna's tattoed chest, exhausted but filled with euphoria from getting fucked so good, still clenching rhythmically around Sukuna's and Yuuji's thick cocks, making them spill every last drop of their cum into you.

You stay like that for a moment, all three of you breathing heavily, basking in the afterglow before Sukuna and Yuuji pull out of you. Their wet cocks rub against your thighs, making all three of you moan softly.

Messy, sexy kisses follow, all three spent and sighing happily as your horniness slowly subsides and turns into gentle cuddling.

Your gaze meets Yuuji's, and there's a cheeky twinkle in those pretty golden eyes, letting you know that once you catch your breath again, the two of you will join forces to maneuver Sukuna in the middle and spoil him rotten until he's a moaning mess for his princess and his prince.

Valentine's Day isn't over yet.

Thank you so much for reading!! I hope you enjoyed the date with Yuuji and Kuna and the special cream filling they gave you :) I was losing my mind so much while writing this. It's super self-indulgent, but I hope it was enjoyable for you too!

As so often, when I write for Sukuna, he took over parts of this story, which I hadn't even planned beforehand. Like the part where he spits into reader's mouth. So, please don't blame me. It was all Kuna's fault ;)

Please let me know what you think. Reblogs and comments make me happy!

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An Accidentally Viral Birth

Author's Note: This is 18+ kink content. This is fetish fiction about a very difficult hospital birth that results in injury to the birthing person.

Violet had made over half a million in sponsorship deals during the nine months of her pregnancy, hawking prenatal gummies and morning sickness remedies then baby clothes and hot nursery items to her followers right up until the first contractions started. She’d done it in her trademark raven braid and full face of designer makeup, modeling maternity outfits in between bump checks in increasingly tight Lululemon leggings.

She spent so much time, in fact, on her brand deals and remodeling the nursery – sponsored by Sherwin Williams – and pretaping content to fill the (surely short) recovery time after birth, that she hadn’t thought much of the actual birth at all. Sure, she’d made a video about her intent to birth naturally and to breastfeed but her mind had mostly been on the after, when she had to quickly get back in shape to maintain her follower counts while also taking care of a newborn.

Which is probably why, after only dilating 6 inches in 32 natural, epidural free hours, she was on the brink of losing her mind. Exhausted, in what felt like endless agony, she also felt like she’d tried every position to lessen the pain and the only conclusion she came to was that, no what position she was in, the pain was clearly going to last forever.

Her husband and fellow influencer, Jonathan Charles, spent the hours while his partner labored going live on TikTok, answering followers questions, while Violet whimpered pitifully in the background. But, almost to her surprise, he spent plenty of time with his phone put away in his chest pocket, he sat by her side and experienced labor with her. He even got the nurse to show him how to check how far dilated she was.

In the middle of the 34th hour, Violet’s contractions starting ramping up to a level of pain she previously hadn’t know possible. Her back was lanced through with a hot spike of agony every time a contraction peaked and they were lasting longer now, two minutes at one count. She got about 30 seconds of relief before another one rolled right on top of it and she was screaming again.

“Oh, God, it hurts, it hurts, God, help me please,” she moaned, curling her body on its side the best she could around her huge bump and her painfully swollen breasts. She’d kept a sports bra on until now, under her hospital gown. Up until hour 25 she’d been able to film short updates for her followers about the progress of her labor and wanted to keep it somewhat dignified.

Now, though, in the throes of transition, she didn’t give a shit what she looked like. Her makeup was smeared across her red, sweaty face, her hair in disarray. And suddenly, at the end of another blindingly long and painful contraction, she needed her bra off. She couldn’t take the feel of it for another second.

“Jonathan, get this bra off me now,” she bellowed, and he had to put his phone in his shirt pocket to come and carefully untie her hospital gown, slip it down her shoulders, and unclasp the fastener. Her breasts, a surgically inclined DD, spilled over on to her massive orb of a stomach, her huge areolas dark and rippling with the weight of the milk inside.

He couldn’t resist a quick feel of the left one, under the swell, a quick finger across her nipple. It was like he’d struck her the way her body bucked in his arms. She let out a weary, agonized moan as her hand flew to her belly.

She was soon screeching as she doubled over, suffering the most intense contraction yet. She sobbed as it lingered, begging for pain relief, for someone to pull the baby out of her, for merciful death.

As the pain ebbed slightly, her husband whispered a soft apology into her hair and she clutched the mattress with both hands, deep sobs wracking her body.

On the next contraction she felt an enormous shift as the baby abruptly dropped into her birth canal. She let out a cry when the sudden pressure settled violently in her bottom.

“I need to push, she declared, the impulse now so intense she couldn’t imagine anything else ever existed. Nurses scurried around her, putting her legs in stirrups, taking the table out from underneath, and preparing sheets and towels for the birth. “I’m gonna push now, OH MY GOD MY ASS!!”

Her experience pushing was a cruel one, lasting almost an hour against what was becoming clear was a baby that was too large for the passage. Every time she pushed it was like the bones in her pelvis creaked in warning. She was starting to drift in and out of consciousness as the pain assailed her, weak from laboring and then pushing for so long.

Finally, the doctor sat down near her head, got her attention, and told her she had two options: forceps or an emergency c-section. She was too out of it from pain and exhaustion to really understand her options but her husband weighed in, telling her it would be better for views if she was awake right after the birth rather than recovering from surgery.

So she signed the forms necessary for the intervention and zoned out in a haze of pain as her body was prepped for the procedure. Her pushes had become ineffective and it was agonizing to have to endure the contractions with no way to give in to the urge to push.

She was fully naked now, her huge breasts splayed across her chest as she was tilted backward so the stirrups could be adjusted higher. An oxygen mask was placed gently across her face as a nurse explained what would happen next: the numbing then the episiotomy, the way the doctor would place the forceps into her cervix around the baby’s head and pull as she pushed. She’d deliver the placenta, get a husband’s stitch, and be set to go before her 8pm scheduled live. Or so she planned out in her head.

The nurse held her hand as she whined when the needle went in the number her for the cut. She grimaced when the scalpel cut into her skin; she was numb but it still felt weird knowing he was slicing into her pussy.

The positioning of the first forcep was, perhaps, the most excruciating thing she’d experienced until now. Her hips and pelvis felt like they were going to snap and there was no room in her stuffed hole with the baby in there. She struggled against the pain, forcing the nurses to strap her into the stirrups and hold her arms down.

When the doctor was finally able to start pulling, Violet screamed more than she pushed as the doctor worked to free the huge baby. He was finally able to move it down just above her lips in a tug that led to her immediately being hit with the ring of fire. She bucked her body back against the sudden pain and popped the forceps free of her opening in the process.

She was a sobbing, agonized mess as the nurse explained she had to push the baby the rest of the way out. Jonathan was at her head, hand on her shoulders, whispering encouragement when the next contraction hit.

She tucked her chin to her chest and bore down into her bottom, screaming at the way it stretched her skin to the limit. It went on like that for 4 or 5 pushes before she turned her exhausted face up to Jonathan and pleaded with him to help her.

“I can’t do it, babe. He’s too big. I’m in so much pain, she moaned. “Please help me. I can’t do it.”

He patted her shoulder comfortingly as another contraction started building and she was taken by the surge of pain, wailing her effort. Her mighty push inched the baby through her opening, his face wedged suddenly, very painfully against her clitoris.

“Oh my God, my clitoris! Holy fuck my clitoris hurts so bad!” She flailed on the bed, trying to nudge the baby off the poor little nub. She wailed her partner’s name as another contraction took her and she started moaning once again.

At what looked like the peak of the pain, he reached out and tweaked her left nipple. Hard.

It had the same effect as it had earlier. The contraction doubled in intensity and Violet suddenly felt like she was breaking in half when the force of it propelled her baby’s head out of her pussy with an ominous cracking sound. She knew immediately the severity of what had just happened.

“MY PUSSY BROKE! OH MY GOD, I FELT MY PUSSY BREAK!”

The next few minutes were a blur of doctors and nurses rushing to get the baby out of Violet as quickly as possible. She was splayed in the middle of the hive of activity, eyes glassy and a large, bloody head hanging from her swollen, ravaged pussy. Her tits bounced listlessly as the doctors struggle to free the shoulders. The sound she makes when it’s finally pulled from her broken pelvis, through the deep tears through her and anus and clitoris that resulted from the effort it took to get the shoulders out, was like nothing the even the most veteran of medical staff in the room had ever heard.

Jonathan, relegated to the edge of the room, watched while the medical team assessed the wounds to his wife gaping sex and prepared to help her deliver the placenta. In his chest pocket, there were now 75,000 viewers who’d watched the whole ordeal live on his channel. The comments were full of people exclaiming how the moment the baby shot out of her was the hottest thing they’d ever seen.

He didn't know he was becoming even more of a legend as he kept the live going while Violet cried while the placenta was delivered and pleaded for someone to give her something for the pain in her pussy before they wheeled her up to surgery.

In the end, he would never be able to get the brand deals his wife did, the following he developed the day his first child was born too niche and taboo for advertisers to want to be seen trying to reach. But he’d ride on the fame on the internet for years as the man who livestreamed his wife's agonizing delivery and broke her pussy when he tweaked her tit while she was crowning.

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