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httpiastri · 8 months

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I'm going crazy thinking about riding Lando in his sim chair

LIKE GURL IT WOULD BE SO FUCKING HOT

👀 helloooooooooo please the thoughts you brought to my mind..... not very holy

(18+ content below, minors pls dni)

lando has been on the call for way too long now.

he promised he’d just go for one more round on the sim with george and alex, but that was almost two hours ago. you are bored, and the shows on the tv in lando’s living room are not doing enough to help you forget about your boyfriend neglecting you.

when you finally get off the couch and go over to his room, lando is in the exact same position as he was when you left him; body relaxed back against the sim chair, legs spread wide, head slump back against the headrest. he's laughing at something george has just said when his eyes fall on you in the doorway.

"oh, my girl is here!" he exclaims, reaching out a hand towards you as you move closer. "the boys say hi."

you intertwine your fingers with his, leaning down to the mic of his headset. "hi, boys!"

he takes a quick moment to mute himself from the call, looking back up at you. "what's up?"

"can i join you?"

his face lights up. "do you want to play?" his expression then changes when he sees you shaking your head.

"i just want to sit."

he can't quite grasp what you're saying. it doesn't click until you step so close that your knees are bumping against his thigh, just before you drape one of your legs over his lap, sitting down on top of him. lando blinks at you and gulps, not able to control the tent already forming in his pants when you shuffle to find a comfortable position. you know he has always had a weakness for you sitting on his lap, so the innocent eyes and the sweet pout you're showing off are nothing but an act. "is something wrong?" you ask, one of your hands coming up to stroke his cheek as he shivers.

"lando? where did you go, mate?"

in a matter of just seconds, he had managed to forget about his friends and the round they were playing. he's forgotten about everything that isn't you and your pretty face.

"sorry, guys," he says once he's gone off mute. his voice breaks when he tries to speak again, so he coughs and tries one more time. "something has come up, i have to go."

lando doesn't even give his friends time to ask why or say goodbye before he's hung up the call, his focus back on you again. his hands move up and down your sides as he shakes his head. "what? why did you hang up?"

"don't play with me right now." he squints at you, a playful grin spreading over his lips.

"it's all your fault anyway," you say, letting your hands reach down to play with the zipper of his jeans. "you ignored me."

he lets out a shaky sigh when you pop the button open, slowly pulling down the zipper. "what do i have to do to get you to forgive me?"

"i think you know."

and god riding him then 😩 in the seat where he does so much of his work, so many hours of the day... he's going to be reminded of you and grow horny every time he goes back there

#the way i couldnt bring myself to write about the actual riding #i am sorry #but i felt like i wouldnt be able to do it justice 😶#this was a lovely idea though anon and i am very thankful for your ask #lando norris #f1 #formula one #formula 1 #lando norris x reader #lando norris smut #lando norris suggestive #lando norris fluff #f1 smut #f1 x reader #f1 x you #lando norris x you #f1 fluff

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hyperfixatedoncrimminalminds · 3 months

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Hii! Can I get a request with Hotchner daughter reader where she is like 5-6 years old, and she is "obsessed" with Reid and maybe Hotch a little jealous bc thats her baby and

Aaron Hotchner X Spencer Reid X Daughter Reader

Request: Hii! Can I get a request with Hotchner daughter reader where she is like 5-6 years old, and she is "obsessed" with Reid and maybe Hotch a little jealous bc thats his baby

Third person pov...

It was always a busy day in the Hotchner household, with Aaron Hotchner balancing his job as a BAU Unit Chief and his duties as a single father to his daughter and son But despite his hectic schedule, he always made sure to spend quality time with his children.

At the moment, Aaron was helping his daughter get dressed as she would be going to work with him today, Jack had school, Aaron had dropped him of earlier.

The two were currently in the little girls room, Aaron kneeling on the floor going throug his daughter clothes before her voice made him turn towards her.

"Daddy, can I wear my princess dress today?" the 5-year-old asked with wide, hopeful eyes, Aaron couldn't resist her adorable request and smiled.

"Of course you can, princess. But let's make sure you wear some comfy shoes too.' He carefully picked out a pair of sparkly flats for her to wear.

Once the 5 year offer as dressed the two headed out the door and to the FBI headquarters.

The young gurl was bursting with excitement as she followed her dad, Aaron Hotchner, to the BAU headquarters. Being five years old, she didn't really understand what her dad did for work, but you knew it was important and cool.

'Morning, Uncle Spencer!' The girl exclaimed as she ran up to the tall, lanky man standing at his desk.

"Good morning, Y/N" Reid smiled down at the girl, He loved spending time with Y/N she was a bright light at the office and always had the most interesting questions.

"Can I help you with anything today?" She asked with wide eyes.

Reid chuckled, 'Of course, you can help me with everything!'

'Y/N, come on, we have to go to my office,' your dad called out.

'Okay, bye Uncle Spencer!' Y/N waved as she followed her dad.

As the H/C girl walked through the office, she noticed her dad's colleague, Derek Morgan, staring at her and her dad with a smirk.

'What's so funny, Morgan?' Hotch asked, noticing his expression.

'Nothing, Hotch. Just admiring how much Y/N looks like her dad,' Morgan teased, winking at the girl.

They all watched in amusement as she turned to the man with a pout, "But I want to look like Uncle Spencer!"

Hotch laughed and ruffled his daughters hair, 'Trust me, Y/N, you're much cuter than Uncle Spencer.'

They both entered the mans office and he sat the girl down in a chair while he went through some paperwork.

'Hey, Y/N, do you want to help me catch some bad guys?' The dad asked, his serious tone making the 5 year old sit up straighter in her chair.

'Really?' Y/N asked with excitement.

'Of course, you're my secret weapon,' the dad grinned before handing his daughter a pen and a clipboard.

While Hotch worked on the computer,

Y/N scribbled on the clipboard, feeling very important. Suddenly, Y/N heard her dad's phone ring and his face fell as he answered it.

'What's wrong, Daddy?' Y/N asked, sensing his sudden shift in mood.

'Nothing, Y/N. Just a case,' Her dad replied with a forced smile.

'Is it dangerous?' The 5 year old asked with concern.

'Probably not, don't worry,' the dad reassured her.

But she could see the worry in his eyes. She knew it was a lie. The little 5 yrar old knew her dad's job was dangerous and didn't like the idea of him getting hurt.

'Uncle Spencer will keep you safe,' She said, still holding onto the belief that Reid was her protector.

Hotches tired face softened at his daughters words and he gave a small smile, 'Yes, he will.'

Y/N apent the rest of the day helping her dad at the office, keeping her mind off the case. But as the team headed out, the little girl couldn't help but feel a little sad that her daddy had to leave.

Before the tewm headed out Spencer walked up to the young child, he looked at her sad face and thought if something to cheer her up.

'Hey, why don't we make a deal?' Reid suggested, giving thr girl a gentle smile and holding her hand.

'What kind of deal?' She girl asked, intrigued her sad expression vanishing.

'You keep an eye on me and make sure I stay safe, and I'll do the same for your dad,' Reid said with a smile.

Y/N odded eagerly, 'Deal!'

Reid grinned and picked the young child up, both laughing he began spinning around many times before placing you back on the ground.

Both dizzy but smiles on their faces.

'Come on, let's go see what kind of trouble we can get into,' Reid chuckled as he took the girls hand again, they both made their way out of the office.

Y/Ns dad watched the two with a mix of amusement and jealousy. He knew his daughter adored Reid and he couldn't blame her. Reid was a great friend and role model, and he was glad to have him in his children's life.

But as the two of them walked around the bullpen, he couldn't help but feel a little left out. He was Y/Ns dad, after all. But he knew that she were in good hands with her Uncle Spencer, and that was all that mattered.

The end!

Hope you liked this oneshot, woo 2 in one night this is strange, decided to treat you guys to two of these oneshots I know you've missed them, I'm still working on getting through the rest of the requests but I will get through them thank you for your patience.

Sorry for this one being shorter than usual anyway sorry for any grammar and Spelling mistakes.

Request are open!

Word count : 1016

#criminal minds #fanfic #behavioural analysis unit #x child reader #fluff and comfort #oneshot #light angst #x daughter!reader #father daughter fluff #aaron hotchner x child! reader #aaron hotchner x daughter!reader #aaron hotchner #spencer reid x child!reader #spencer reid #fluff #fluff ending

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rowretro · 3 months

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𝐃𝐨𝐠 𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐃𝐨𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝

request by @nikipedia07 Jakie jakieeee

✧warnings: violent descriptions, yandere/toxic themes, mentions of blood, slut shaming, drugging

✧synopsis: Jake was your darling boyfriend, whom you loved. He seemed sweet, perfect, loving the problem was... he loved you too much. so you had to break it off with him, but you can't because you know he'll hurt you. However, he had no choice but to break up with you thanks to the police... but what would you do when he returns?

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It's been almost 3 months since the incident. Jake was filthy rich so it would be no surprise that he got out of jail early. You couldn't break up with him, you couldn't run nor hide. You always wondered how you fell for him in the first place. At one point you were crushing on Jay, giggling at his compliments, getting so obviously shy every time he was near. Everyone knew you liked him.

Yet, you ended up dating Jake. The male had stolen your heart when you were at your worst, crying over Jay. He made you believe Jay was dating Yena, who was literally Jay's cousin, but it's not like you knew. You didn't know until Jay found you bloodied and bruised, hiding by a tree. That's when you started falling out of love with Jake.

You cheated on him with Jay. How could you stay in a relationship and force yourself to love a man that manipulates you and beats the living hell out of you if you even breath the same air as another man, when the man whom you believed to be your soulmate held you in his arms whisperring sweet nothings?.

Three months. that's how long you and Jay were able to date peacefully. No Jake, no drama, no violence, no nothing. Even if Jake were to be released, he can't kill Jay, if he did, he knows he will be locked up for eternity. Oh but Jake had very different plans. Plans that came to light when he broke into your beautiful home with Jay. Fuck he was so fucking mad at you.

"You little mother fucking whore?!... you left me for this mother fucker?!!! why?! for his money? did he offer you money to suck his mother fucking dick?!!!" Jake yelled, yanking your hair painfully. Beside you, One of Jake's men held a knife to Jay's throat, the male's arms and legs held down. Jake was mad.

It hurt you so bad to hear him speak like that to slut shame you and say such vulgar things. You just wanted to love someone, to be known and loved, to be treated the way you deserve to be treated, to have someone to turn to without being scared. That's all you wanted. Jake gripped your jaw, forcing you to stare at him, all the while, His men injected Jay with a pretty special and extremely expensive drug.

"Fine... stay with him then baby..." he finally said, pushing you toward him as the men untied him. "Y/n? what are you doing here?... why is the house a mess did someone break in? should I call Jake?" Jay asked as you frowned "babe?... w-what do you mean call jake?" you asked as he frowned.

"babe?... gurl- if this is your way of cheating or some shit please stop. Jake's my mate and the last thing I need is for him to think his own gf is cheating with me," he explained as he got up, brushing himself off." You couldn't believe your ears "b-but babe? are you scared he'll hurt us? he just let us be Jay, I fucking love you!" You cried as the male pushed you away, glaring at you.

"Y/n I put this nicely. I don't love you. You're Jake's girlfriend and clearly he deserves better, so please just get out." He warned as he shoved her out of the house. The girl cried, walking through the streets, freezing cold, there she found herself at the last place she thought she'd end up. Jake's doorstep.

"Oh sweetheart... what's wrong? realized that no one can love you the way I do?!" Jake asked as she just rested her head against his chest "s-sorry..." she mumbled, sniffling against his chest, her heart ached from the way Jay acted as if he didn't love her, like those past 3 months were her delusions. She just wanted to disappear there and then.

Now she feels pathetic. She's back where she started in the arms of Sim Jake. "see baby you'll remember we're in a dog eat dog world, where everyone wants to take you from me, You belong with me Sim Y/n..." Jake said with a smirk as the girl grew drowsy.

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gatitties · 1 year

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Yandere!Bonten x black widow assassin!reader?

Just something that popped into my head, just imagine them in a club. One of them being a target of assassination but your target is the one who tryin to kill them. One second they are surrounded by gurls doing whatever. The next a ceiling from the floor above caves in and you have your target in a hopeless position. You leave with the target apologizing for the mishap!

─Yandere!Bonten x assassin!reader

─Summary: you were just doing your job, you don't need any more trouble chasing you in life

─Warnings: use of weapons, unwarranted obsession, toxic behaviors, yandere stuff

I apologize because I don't know how to describe fight scenes 😩🤚

Part Two / Part Three

You adjusted the belt around your waist, checking the chambers of your ebony and ivory pistols, full ammunition, checking that you had your concealed knives in place, along with the small spray cans and gas mask, you didn't used to have to use these last ones things, but you never know when you need a little help.

You take out your cell phone checking the message from the anonymous person who had hired you this time, one last look at the information you needed to know, you just had to make sure that another assassin did not kill your client's shareholders, although it did not expressly say that you should kill her, but if it was necessary to secure the lives of these men, was something you were going to do. Not for nothing were you quite well known in the underground world where contracts were agreed upon, you did your job quietly, leaving no clues and quite quickly, you offered good service and that's how you earned your living after your parents kicked you out of the house for being a nonsense in your studies, at least, you found a way to earn a living, more or less moral depending on who looks at it.

Usually you would take a more defensive position with a long-range sniper, but today you needed to blend in with the girls in a brothel, so you had to bring out another part of your arsenal, fancy clothes and accessories to your liking to look like someone rich.

It was not difficult to infiltrate as one of the workers, since they did not have a uniform as such, you located the round table of the men you had to protect, observing from afar how they interacted with the different girls who approached like bees to honey, wishing try something from them. You stood next to a guy at another table, following his dirty talk in a careless way while your attention was focused on another girl, you saw how her dress became baggier in certain areas of her body, areas that you recognized well to hide a weapon small caliber, luckily she excused herself to go to the bathroom, immediately forgetting your companion to follow her.

You waited in the restrooms, pretending to touch up your lipstick, you looked sideways when she came out of one of the bathrooms, noticing how the dress adjusted, revealing a knife attached to her thigh, you both exchanged glances, a small silence of tension and out of nowhere the two of you were fighting knife against knife.

"I knew that some whore was going to try to take my job today, those men are mine, I'll be the one to kill them."

She cut you on the cheek and you immediately kicked her, her defensive posture wavered for a few moments but she recovered, the fight reached the second floor where there was no one, since there only had furniture or old things from decor.

"You're wrong, they are not my targets."

You cut her forearm causing her to move back, anticipating her movements you hid behind a sofa, she now pointed her pistol towards your position without being able to hit you, you threw your knife as a distraction to be able to aim with your guns, but the girl reacted quickly at the stimulus, you groaned internally as a bullet grazed your arm but you began to move quickly between the different pieces of furniture.

It was like that for a while, playing tense cat and mouse, you managed to hurt her enough to make her movements much slower, but you needed to make your dominance clear, you took cover behind a pile of stacked boxes, your eyes caught a small crack in the floor, you looked up seeing some old wooden beams, that was it.

You forced the girl out of her hiding place, continuing the fight physically, again wielding bladed weapons, you lured her to the center of the room, managing to kick her to drop her weapons, before she could draw another one, you shot into the rafters and everything fell on top of both of you, the floor collapsed, consequently falling to the first floor, right in front of the table where Bonten observed how two female figures were on top of all that rubble.

The chaos had made the vast majority of people flee, they took their hands to their guns in case something unforeseen happened, however they watched in silence the interaction.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I give up, I'll quit the job, but don't kill me! I just needed the money to get my family up, please! Please…!"

Your finger brushed the trigger of your pistol that was pointed directly at her forehead, you looked at her in silence for a few seconds before slowly lowering the gun, her eyes began to water, and immediately she pushed you to run.

"My mission wasn't to kill you anyway… oh shit!" you brushed off the rubble and dust, looking around as a couple of waitresses looked at you horrified, your breathing calmed once you saw the Bonten executives safe and sound, you didn't think very well that destroying the ceiling could have crushed them, but luckily nothing fell on their table "Ok, job done… sorry for the mess."

As if you had known them all your life, you apologized for a little nonsense, and you were going to leave immediately because you needed a rest and your money, but apparently someone did not have the same thoughts.

"Who the hell are you?"

Sanzu gripped your wrist tightly, glancing at the pistols that were now visible because your clothing had been torn in places, a small smile tugging at his lips at seeing your unfazed gaze.

"It's none of your business."

You tugged at his grip to break free of it, but he tightened it causing a wince on your face, the others slowly approached to your side, Mikey watching silently as your wince turned into one of impatience and disgust.

"It is our business, you have destroyed our brothel."

"And you intend to leave like that as if nothing had happened? It's disrespectful lady."

The Haitani brothers stepped forward, Ran pointing out all the damage from the collapse while Rin crossed his arms, inspecting your face and every detail of it.

"I'm not a lady..." they all began to look at each other, giving you glances from time to time, observing your body and arguing in silence "or am I?"

You raised your leg hitting Sanzu's abdomen, he stepped back as did you, although Kakucho blocked your next attack he couldn't catch you again because he had to dodge one of your hidden blades.

"Catch her!"

"I'm sorry! I have places to be, I hope we don't meet again, maybe it means bad news."

You sprayed them with a shit-eating smile when you saw how they rubbed their eyes trying to hold back the tears from the burning, when they wanted to realize you were already a long way from there, looking for the place where they had hidden the money for the completed order.

"Have you seen her movements, damn, I think I've-"

"Cut it Sanzu, we don't want to know about your sexual fantasies."

"Always so boring Kokonoi."

"Who was her anyway?"

Mochizuki, finished wiping his eyes once they stopped watering, Takeomi answered even though his eyes kept looking at the exit through which you fled.

"She was a contract killer, apparently a good one."

"I want her."

"Huh?"

They all looked at his leader, his gaze of emptiness had a slight glimmer of desire, as if he were a child who had found a better toy than he already had, a new toy to play with and smash. You were good at your job, weren't you? He needed to get rid of a few useless ones, and he wanted you to be the one to do that job.

You unintentionally triggered an obsession in the leader of one of the worst mafias in Tokyo, no matter how slippery you are, no matter how many times you change your identity, nothing matters because now you are something he wants and Mikey always gets what he wants. His obsession with you at first was something that happened as a 'boss whim', however, the more difficult the search for you became, the others also began to become obsessed for no reason.

A long game of cat and mouse awaits you, because now these guys need to know more about you, they need to see you, they need to have you, even though they barely shared a measly moment with you, it was enough to obsess over an image of you that they held within their minds. Do you think you can escape? don't be silly.

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adambja · 6 months

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One last thing I wanna say about the void state

Look babe there is no more work needed on your side just move tf on and detach completely and work on your self-concept fix your assumptions about your void state like the void state isn't just a meditative state it's more than this

Read the posts I have on my pinned post 🫶🏻

Read this post it's very useful

Assume your void state is real

Assume everything that's right about your void state

Assume that you are your void state you are already your void state since you are YOUR self

Don't be hard on yourself

And pls pls quit trying to enter or wake up when like you still didn't fix everything to be able to access yourself on that pure level

Assume that everything is already fixed and let your subconscious mind get every single wrong assumption out so you can change it - set that intention ;)! And assume that it happened instantly and get yourself a notebook write everything you want in there!

Live for a moment stop calling anything like circumstances

These circumstances aren't real

Reality isn't real babe imagination is the core of this physical reality so basically your so-called circumstances can literally change to be your highest potential in this life in a matter of secs if you let it go for a moment it's all about the imagination and what you imagine

Do you imagine yourself not having these circumstances? And having everything you want?

Nothing is real guys you all should fkin wake up for a moment and quit blaming everything on your circumstances can't you just be responsible for what you imagine and let the good things that you imagine happen in your life and yes it manifests it has to manifest cause damnit gurl where TF did you get these circumstances from? From your imagination IT'S WHAT YOU IMAGINED BEFORE GIRLIE AND IT HAPPENED NOW IT'S TIME TO TAKE CONTROL OVER YOURSELF AND GET THE BEST THINGS IN THIS LIFE it's a new ass chapter period

Most importantly - work on your general self-concept - your manifesting self-concept and that you can get what you want instantly and easily

And not for 3 days but for a month or 3 months and if you want to buy the self-concept tape from me - just message me - the affs are great and it has a manifesting self-concept/general self-concept/subconscious mind benefits and a lot of benefits I added to it that you will never find anywhere and you won't even make it yourself that tape took a lot of time from me to make i personally use it too and it's discounted rn and if you are a student I have a surprise for you if you buy it now!

#law of assumption #loa #neville goddard #loassumption #self concept #void success #loa success #self development #success stories loa #self esteem

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jeffersimp · 3 months

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please can i request erwin smith x fem! reader sleeping headcanons?

thank you ^^

See my masterlist here!

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×A/N×

Hi!

I'm really sorry that you had to wait too long for these headcanons!

I just wanted to finish the previous ones-

It's a bit short, but I hope it'll be acceptable for you!

And again, I'm sorry bc I kept you waiting!

×❢ About my work ❢×

fluff, female reader, but no pronouns used, mention of menstruation, no proofread, petnames like dear, recommended to read as like a romantic relationship, but it can be read like platonic as well

Fandom: Attack on Titan (manga/anime)

Character(s): Erwin Smith, You| (Y/N) | The Reader

Ship(s): Erwin Smith, You| (Y/N) | The Reader

Form: Headcanons

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𝐄𝐫𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐜𝐬

• if you've made him choose to spend a day with you, instead at the Survey Corps, congrats, gurl! ^^

• Oh wait... Did you ACTUALLY persuaded him to just STAY IN BED and cuddle with you?!

• oki, first of all: position

• I can imagine him do big spoon, little spoon with you

• or if he's not so sleepy yet and just wants to make sure that you're okay, then the pretzel is perfect for him!

• OR maybe the sweetheart pose is appropriate as well!

• just imagine resting as his strong arm holds you by your hips or your back

• he wakes up every time when you move

• "Is something wrong, dear?"

• i mean he's THE commander of Survey Corps, so what did you except? He has to be ready, if something bad happens to you

• if you wake up from a nightmare, he will be there to listen and comfort you

• he'll hug you and hold you, while he caress you

• "It's okay, (Y/N). It was just a bad dream."

• if you're menstruating, he'll turn to you and ask after every 2 minutes that how you're feeling

• I know that sometimes nothing really cozy when womens are menstruating, but he'll try everything to help you get at least a little bit more comfortable

• when he wakes up in the early of the morning (or in the middle of the night), he has a sleepy and raspy voice (he's too tired yet -w-)

• "Did you sleep good, (Y/N)?"

• a small morning kiss lands on your head everytime before he leaves

• if you're working with him and you have to sleep out at the other side of the Wall with the team, he'll watch out for you. Will make sure that you sleep peacefully and no titan (or human) wants to take you away from him.

• while he's working he always worries about your well being

• In sleep he always holding you 'cause he wants to keep you safe and feel close to him

• It helps him so much when he can hear your heartbeat. He also knows from this that you're close to him.

• From this, we can assume that it's really hard for him when he's far away from you

• doesn't sleep too much

• if you convince him to go to bed with you at 20.00, he'll be gone by 6.00

• he's not a cuddle person, but if you ask for it, he'll lay down with you for a few hours

• he feels bad cause of he has to leave you early, but it's not like he could do anything about it

• 'cause yk, he knows what his most important mission is

• humanity is has to be protected

• and he gladly takes the responsibility for that

#erwin smith #aot x reader #aot #attack on titan #aot x you #aot x y/n #erwin smith x reader #erwin smith x y/n #erwin smith x you #attack on titan x reader #aot erwin

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nrilliree · 2 months

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“Aegon has been debauched and abusive from an early age, and that's okay. In exchange for the benefits, Alicent sells her body - her feet (which has a certain name as a profession…), but that's okay. After all, they are "honor and decency".

But Rhaenyra's children should be treated as inferior people because their mother is promiscuous. That's how it is. This is right and justified.”

Gurl what?

1. No one from TG thinks that aegon’s behavior is ok. He’s a rapist.

2. Alicent sells her body? What? She’s literally being manipulated and blackmailed by larys to show him her feet in exchange for information. Larys has been lurking around alicent ever since ep 5. Not to mention he killed harwin and lyonel and basically blamed alicent for telling him to do it. So he’s prob also holding that over her head and blackmailing her. Dude that’s so messed up that you’d actually blame alicent for what larys has forced her to go through. She looked so disgusted and miserable throughout the entire scene. Calling a woman a whore for being SA is so messed up.

3. Rhaenyra’s children are not abused by anyone? Nor did anyone ever said that they deserved to be? Criston hates them, fine. He’s not kind to them. There’s a big difference between being “treated as interior” and being disliked. Do you really think anyone would dare to mistreat the boys? Viserys and Rhaenyra would’ve killed them.

Nobody? And yet I have seen people (not this specific person) who justify his behavior because he is misunderstood, unloved and maybe he didn't understand the definition of rape, so he didn't know what he was doing was wrong. You can't say it's nothing, because you're generalizing just like I am I'm generalizing ¯_(ツ)_/¯

TG (not that specific person, please note) can call Rhaenyra a slut and I can't use the textbook definition of that word 🤔? A whore is a person who obtains benefits in exchange for services of a sexual nature. Why can TG do something I can't🤔? Could this be bad after all 😱? But is it only bad in one direction? Because I don't think Alicent is a whore, I just started using this term on purpose ¯_(ツ)_/¯

But seriously now. In the ninth episode, Alicent has been queen for 20 years. She hasn't found any allies at court in 20 years? Nobody? Book Cersei was stupid and cruel, and she did better. For 20 years, Alicent still had only Larys and Criston's support, even when Otto returned to his position. Alicent had King's Landing to herself for several years because Rhaenyra was away and did absolutely nothing about it. She found no allies, made no alliances through the marriage of her sons, did nothing. She only continued working with Larys, although after the Strongs' murder she could point to him, because he did not even pretend to mourn and was happy with his new position. Even Criston could see that something was wrong.

3. I may use not entirely correct words or expressions. English is not my first or even second language. I do better in Polish, Russian and German. Sometimes I express myself badly, so maybe "inferior" is not the best word.

Of course they would kill them. They would kill everyone. This is why Criston openly favored Alicent's sons, and when this was brought to his attention, he dragged Jace by the breastplate to face Aegon. Jace was forcibly treated, Aegon was not. This is not treating some as worse than others ¯_(ツ)_/¯

#anti alicent hightower #anti team green #team black

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onskepa · 11 months

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Nihona

This was acutally a request made by @mandomaterial . This request was of young tonowari messing around with his skimwing and by some accident he caused, he meets reader and things occur afterwards.

Gurl I'm sorry pls forgive me

Another sunny bright day in Awa'atlu, everyone in the Metkayina village was doing their things. Hunting, gathering, etc. Young Tonowari, brash and cocky, was enjoying his starting day by riding his newly tamed skimwing. It wasnt long that he finished his Iknimaya, and now he feels confident that he is seen as an adult among his people. So ever since, he had a massive boost of confidence and feeling he can do anything and everything.

As the son of the leader, he feels very proud of his position, and thinks as though he can do no wrong. So, when his friends suggested to do some tricks with their skimwings, he of course, wanted to make the biggest, most riskiest tricks of them all. Doing flips mid air, going dangerously near other's who are riding in their ilu's and almost crashing into the pods, he just laughed like some joke.

However, blinded by his own excitement, he got too close to the shore, where his skimwing accidently hit a young na'vi. The young na'vi shouted in pain as she was pushed back by the second wing and tail. Tonowari quickly let go of his skimwing, and went over to the na'vi. "Are you alright?!" he looks at her in worry. The na'vi girl growled and hissed at him, "YOU SKXAWNG!!" the girl shouted in anger. Tonowari was taken a back, yes he understood he would get a lashback but not shouting.

"cant you see where you are going!? who brings their skimwing this close to shore?! what is wrong with you?!" the young girl kept shouting at him. Before tonowari can say anything, the girl leaves in huffing anger, muttering to herself with more insults.

Tonowari looked down and noticed the girl left behind her basket, he looked into and a saw large seashells, sea grass, vines and other materials.

NEXT DAY

Tonowari went back the same area where he saw the young girl, holding the basket she left behind. He wanted to give it back and hopefully apologize, he was cocky but he wasn't a jerk. His mother would skin him alive if he ever did something wrong or rude.

He looked around and near, but couldnt find the girl. "First you hit me, now you take my stuff", he turned to see the girl, who was not at all impressed with him. He cleared his throat and offered the basket back to her. "I can to apologize, you were right, I did not see where I was going. Was blind in my moment, I swear I did not mean to get too close. Please forgive me", the girl looked at him. Tonowari seemed sincere and regretful of what he did.

Taking the basket back, she checks to see if anything was missing, and to her relief, nothing was out of place. "I accept your apology, but still be very careful, what if you hit a child or an elder? hm?", tonowari's eye lowered, feeling a bit ashamed. "Yes you are correct, I will be more carefull". With a satisfied hum, the girl leaves, not giving him much to say anything else.

However, as days goes on, Tonowari would go back to the area to see the girl again. He wont admit it out loud, but something about the girl caught his interest. Wanting to see more of her, he would this time ride in his ilu, and glide slowly, hopefully to catch a glimpse of her.

The girl noticed what tonowari was doing, and she would tease him. Making little visits, having him barely catch sight of her, or pretend not to notice tonowari. Until the teasing game was over.

"May I know your name?" tonowari asks, to which she replies. It was a beautiful name and it suited her well. Soon, both would meet each other at a certain time at the beach, walk, chit chat, and gather whatever materials she needed.

Over time, they have gotten closer, to the point where tonowari would nick name her "nihona". She would blush at the given pet name, something tonowari has come to enjoy.

"nihona, tonight, meet me by the stone spikes" he tells her one day, nohona was surprised to hear this. "why?" she asks, and tonowari just smiled at her, "I have something I want to show you". She agrees and awaits for the exlipse to come soon, already excited for what tonowari has to show her.

But what she doesnt know, is Tonowari has specind special for her in mind, something that he hopes to blosom into something wonderful.

Yawne = beloved

Nihona = endearingly, sweetly

Skimwing = aquatic pandoran animal.

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I hope this is good! NGL I have doubts. But tell me what ya'll think!

#avatar #na'vi x reader #na'vi avatar #tonowari fluff #tonowari x you #tonowari #tonowari x reader #avatar 2 #avatar the way of water #avatar wow #metkayina #reef na'vi #tonowari x metkayina!reader

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lily-drake · 2 years

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Hi could u write a story about the class trying (forcing) Marinette to confess or doing a crazy scheme which could be partiacly illegal along with a protective loyal and slightly possessive extremly influential boyfriend anyone besides mlb boys along with class salt(except luka kagami Zoe Nathaniel and Marc) adrien salt and neutral or sugar or even salt lila(you can chosse)

Requested by WillBillCip3r on my Ao3

Forced

Everyone always knew that Marinette had an Anxiety Disorder. It had always been hard for her to talk to people she didn’t know and she was always worried that she messed up or did something wrong even with the people she did know. It was one of the reasons her friends pushed her out of her comfort zone so much, to, “help her see outside of her anxious bubble and live a life filled with fun and good memories”. Even though she was new, Alya knew that she had this disorder too, and she thought, like many others in world, that it was “curable”. According to Alya, Marinette didn’t need medication or any of the other things doctors prescribed to her. In fact, she was often just, “overreacting about things”. All she needed to do was breathe or meditate, focus on the positive, learn to stop doubting herself, eat healthy, and get over her fears. Afterall, to Alya, anxiety was a choice, it was escapable, and it was a problem Marinette created for herself, nothing more and nothing less. Which is why she pushed Marinette so hard to talk to Adrien. But she noticed things had begun to change around them ever since Lila came, things had been so different.

Marinette never talked to the class much anymore except for a select few. She also noticed that Marinette and Adrien have been talking more, but there seemed to still be some tension between the pair. And Alya wanted to hang out with her friend again, and wanted to help her get the guy she loved. So with the help of the rest of the class, sans Chloe, Sabrina, and Lila because she needed to help at a charity, they began their plan.

“Alya, I already told you I don’t want to!”

Marinette yelled as the girls began to help Marinette into a beautiful baby-blue dress, tie her hair in a neat fishtail braid, and put on makeup. Alya wasn’t listening though, in fact she was texting Nino and the guys to make sure that they were able to get Adrien out of his prison of a manor and towards the Pont des Arts. When she got the thumbs up she turned back towards the chaos with a wide grin.

“Alright Marinette, we’re going to help you to confess to Adrien once and for all!”

Alya declared with cheers from the other girls. Marinette pailed and tried to push the others away, but they moved away before Marinette could reach them, already finished beautifying their best friend.

“Alya I can’t!”

She yelled looking around the room as if looking for a means of escape. Alya sighed and rolled her eyes.

“Yes you can gurl! I know you’re scared, but we’ve got you. We promise that you will be able to do it this time! We’ll be there every step of the way.”

She said in her best supportive voice. Goodness this girl needed to learn to just chill and trust herself, Alya thought as she turned away.

“Alright, put these on!”

Rose cheered, handing Marinette the pair of heels they selected for her. “I can’t wear those, I’ll break my ankle.”

“Nonsense.”

Alya said with a wave of her hand.

“They’re only five inches, you’ll look great!”

Marinette looked around the room as her Anxiety spiked through her. She hadn’t been on good terms with her class for months, and now here they were, forcing her to do something she desperately didn’t want to do once again. She honestly wouldn’t mind throwing up right now, but she was afraid that even that wouldn’t deter them from making her do this. They always forced her to do things she didn’t want to do, and while some of the things were enjoyable, she wished that she hadn’t done half of them—not including the Adrien plans, she hadn’t wanted to do any of them. The heels were quickly forced onto her feet and the next thing she knew was that she was being rushed out of her own home. Marinette wanted to cry, because this was supposed to be her safe space, but after this she wasn’t sure if it could ever be again.

What would Damian think? He was supposed to visit her tomorrow; what if he wanted nothing to do with her after this? Would he believe that she hadn’t wanted to do this? Would he be mad at her?

She didn’t have a long time to think all if those through because the next thing she knew she was stumbling along the pavement towards the Pont des Arts where André the icecream man was waiting along with a confused Adrien. Her stomach clenched with fear and anticipation. This wasn’t how this night was supposed to go, in fact tonight she planned to just chill and draw new designs while listening to music at her desk.

She looked around with pleading eyes, hoping that they wouldn’t force her to go through with their insane plan. She and Adiren had just figured out each other’s identity and have been trying to better understand each other so they could work better as a team. Adrien said he was finally getting over her, and she was already dating Damian, so they had to figure out what their relationship would be so that the balance wouldn’t tip over. The next thing she knew she was pushed sharply towards the stairs that led up to the bridge and when Alya pulled her phone out she knew she wasn’t going to be able to escape this.

Slowly she climbed the stairs, trying her very best not to fall over herslef in the too tall and painful shoes as she made her way towards Adrien. Each step she took, each clack clack of the heels on the wood seemed to be her signature that spelled her impending doom. Her eyes stung with unshed tears, her stomach ached with the fear and stress she was trying so desperately to suppress, her breathing felt stilted and wrong, and her head was pounding and screaming at her about her betrayal and everything that was going to go wrong!

“Marinette?”

Adiren called out in shock when he saw her, but there was a shimmer of hope and happiness. And that was the final straw her stomach decided as her mind told her that this would be the reason the balance of the universe was about to tip. She nearly tripped as she ran to the edge of the bridge and emptied the contents of her stomach as tears began to stream down her cheeks and everyone watching simply froze. But Alya kept recording, maybe this would still work. Adrien would comfort her and they would fall in love! But the others knew that this wasn’t going to work, they knew that it was time that this plan came to a close because Marinette was dry-heaving into the river, she was a sobbing mess with her make-up completely messed up, and they knew that she would want absolutely no one seeing her like that, especially in public.

“Marinette, are you okay?”

Adrien all but yelled running to her side. She turned her head away, cheeks red in an ashamed embarrassment.

“Can you tell me if there’s anyone you want me to call?”

He asked as the other girls began to surround her, but she pushed them all away. They were the reason she was in this predicament afterall.

“D-Damian.”

She all but whimpered. She was so embarrassed that she was honestly considering jumping past the gate and into the water if only to get away in front of the crowd of classmates.

“Alright.”

Adrien said softly as he pulled out his phone and called the number she had given him in case of an emergency and she was unable to call this person herself. All he knew was that he was important and that he was one of the reasons they were able to have connections to the Justice League after so many years of silence. As Adrien made the call and began to mutter quietly into the phone Alya came up to her, camera still recording.

“Come on Marinette, you can do it! Go tell him!”

She encouraged her friend, but Marinette just started to cry again.

“Alya, turn that thing off! It’s over, it didn’t work! Just let her be; can’t you see that this was pushed way too far?!”

Nino yelled while trying to yank the phone out of his girlfriend's grip. Alya just rolled her eyes and yanked the phone from his hand.

“It’s not my fault that she keeps working herself up! She just needs to learn how to keep herself calm.”

Nino stared at her in shock.

“Alya, you know what Anxiety is right?”

“Yea, it’s when you're overly nervous. Look, I know Marinette is more anxious than others, but honestly she just needs to learn to control it, then she’ll be fine.”

The others were staring at her now like she had grown a third head.

“Alya, how do you know when Anxiety becomes a mental disorder?”

Alya rolled her eyes,

“Anxiety really isn’t a mental disorder, people just say that so they have an excuse to be scared of the world. Besides, Marinette doesn't have it, she’s one of the most social people I know!”

Marinette was shivering now. Marinette had always tried her very best to not let her Anxiety rule her life. She tried her best to do things her brain constantly tried forceing her not to do. She’s able to be social, she’s able to work the counter at the bakery, she’s able to be the president at her school, but that doesn’t mean it’s non-existent. Did Alya really believe that she was faking this the entire time, that the way she reacted to things was completely her choice?

The argument was getting louder, her breath faster, her head was pounding, and she didn’t know how much longer she could stay standing while wearing these devil shoes.

“Marinette!”

She heard a familiar voice shout and her head shot up as she watched a man with black hair, green eyes, dressed in a nice suit run towards her. She tried to push herself away from the railing to meet him halfway, but when she took a step she collapsed from the pain radiating from her feet and ankles. He was at her side before anyone else could help her up, checking her over for any injuries before cradling her into his lap and picking her up.

“Why are you in a suit?”

Marientte muttered as she wrapped her arms around her boyfriend’s neck and snuggled her face against his shoulder.

“There was a charity gala, which was why I wanted to visit you tomorrow.”

Marinette hummed as she tried to match her breathing to Damian’s own breath.

“Are you okay Angel?”

“Better now that you’re here.”

Damian gave her a small smile before turning to the class who were currently gobsmacked.

“Which of you are the reason My Angel was having a panic attack?”

Damian looked around at everyone and saw that they all wore a guilty expression, except the Agreste boy, he looked more confused than anything.

“What do you think you’re doing?!”

A bespeckled girl yelled out from the crowd, her eyes squinted into a frankly unintimidating glare. Damian rolled his eyes.

“Keeping Marinette safe. Obviously she does not wish to be here.”

“Look here kid,”

Damian sent her one of his darkest glares which made her pause for only a second before continuing,

“We have been planning this moment for so long, and we will not allow you to ruin it!”

Damian raised a brow and turned to Agreste, he shrugged still unsure of what was supposed to happen.

“And what was this plan exactly?”

“I’m not allowed to say, that would break the girl code.”

Damian rolled his eyes and looked at Marinette, his eyes becoming gentle as he stared at her curled up form.

“They want me to confess that I’m in love with Adrien when I’m not. They wouldn’t listen to me though.”

Damian nodded, he remembered the stories she told him about how they would force her to go through with their crazy and convoluted schemes when she didn’t want or have the time to.

“I see, well, I’m sure she’s already told Agreste this, but she doesn't feel that way for him anymore, and since I know you won’t listen to or believe what either of us will say, we will be taking our leave. We ask that you please leave her alone until she wishes to see any of you again.”

Damian said in a tone that accepted no argument, but Alya never cared about things like that.

“You can’t do that! I’ll call the police and have them arrest you for kidnapping!”

Damian rolled his eyes and flicked his wrist flippantly as he walked past her.

“Do as you wish, but know that you would only look like a fool for doing so.”

Alya was about to follow them and rip marinette right out of his arms, but Adrien held her back.

“Alya, that’s her boyfriend.”

He whispered into her ear. Alya turned around and looked at him with shock.

“I thought she had told you. But we actually talked about it a while ago. I know she had a crush on me, but she doesn’t anymore. Also, you should probably learn more about Anxiety before you go around saying that, ”people only use it as an excuse for attention”.

And with that, Adrien left the bridge and went back to his house. The others stared back at him, shocked. They hadn’t realized how far apart they had drifted from each other until now. Little by little, everyone left the bridge lost in thought till only Alya was left, standing there and wondering how everything backfired so terribly.

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lovl3igh · 8 months

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you can be team black, you can be team green (but really? think about it again) but this one scene is not a moment for picking sides!!

rhaenyra was right, alicent was right, no, they both were wrong.

tbf I'ma give one point to nyra, cause all she wanted there, was protecting her children, while alicent used her will to protect aemond to get revenge on rhaenyra, you can see it in the words they use when alicent attacks rhaenyra.

but look at it, nyra just saw her children covered in blood but found out they're mostly okay - while her brother (maybe she doesn't care that much, but still, it's a kid) just lost his eye. let's be real, she did not ask for aemond to be tortured like team green likes to imply, but it's not time to be "sharply questioned" when kid is high on a poppy milk.

she has wrong facts "my sons were attacked", they weren't. rhaena was attacked first, mentally and then physically. jace and luke attacked aemond to protect girls and only ended up protecting themselves. were they wrong for it? i'd say no. rhaena and baela just lost their mother and were insulted for nothing (there was no real conflict between twins and hightowers at the time, simply the girls have better relations with jace and luke), also rhaena lost chance to claim vhagar, the last connection to laena (interesting that aemond went to the dragon at night, like knowing he's doing sth wrong huh). 4vs1 is not fair, but aemond was first to seriously hurt someone and he attempted to kill jace. foolish children fight, when one boy almost died and one lost his eye.

"luke should have been punished". he should have apologized. nyra was there to make that happen, but nothing more. I don't see comments demanding punishment for aemond for attempting kinslaying or hurting girls and luke. and no, losing an eye wasn't a punishment, it was an accident. rhaenyra should have offer an apology, nothing more, but at least that.

on the other hand rhaenyra just realized it's the kind of situation she feared that it's gonna happen since jace's birth. she knew people just wait to harm her children. and now they did and truly she can't do much about it bc it's little prince who hurt them. but she is constantly in mama bear mode - can't blame her.

"over an insult aemond's lost his eye". it was not "just" an insult. it was a death sentence. claiming boys openely as bastards it's like saying "you can harm them without consequences, yes, they're rhaenyra's sons, but who give a fck about that woman". viserys was dying, otto and alicent didn't cared about nyra's sons safety. so she protected there her children and she was the only one who got hurt.

and then we have alicent. too much. she did not only attempt to hurt royal blood, a prince, she tried to take an eye from LITTLE BOY. woman, have you lost your mind? and ended up with hurting the heir to the throne. gurl. if she was not a queen or viserys was even worse husband, she would've met consequences. by her logic - she definitely should have met consequences "over an argument rhaenyra lost blood". and where are we now? over an eye luke lost his life.

"he's your son, viserys, your blood" and rhaenyra is what, alicent? and luke is what? or jace? you can't demand hurting king's grandchildren to feel better about yourself.

"where is duty? where is sacrifice?" so bc you were sold by your father and SA by your husband, everyone have to go through the same? nyra must be rped, neglected by her husband, her sons shouldn't have loving, caring father?

and again. LET THOSE CHILDREN SPEAK. aemond ofc was lying during the whole intervention. he blamed aegon when it was alicent and otto's fault about rumors - how nice that alicent didn't take responsibility there (where is your duty now?) hmm, not mentioning that spreading those rumors, she put the kids in danger - he didn't admit that he was trying to kill jace, nah he was innocent boy attacked by others, the only victim. and alicent ofc believed him bc poor baby lost his eyes and bastards boys must be lying.

if you gotta pick said in this situation - here, there are rhaena and baela. you can fully support them.

#hotd #house of the dragon #rhaenyra targaryen #anti rhaenyra targaryen #alicent hightower #anti alicent hightower #aemond targaryen #anti aemond targaryen #rhaena targaryen #baela targaryen #jace velaryon #luke velaryon #anti viserys i targaryen

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faghubby · 1 year

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Country gurl

it sucked living in the middle of nowhere, well not completely. My mom had moved us to a small farm house 35 miles outside of the nearest town after Dad split. I knew it was because it was cheap. But it also left me alone most of the time. Mom working long hours and then commuting. I used this time to dress up in her things. I had gotten pretty good at it over the years. The first time I was 11 and had found old girlie mags in the barn. They where from the 80's and I was fascinated by the sexy lingerie. Mom didn't have alot of sexy things just a few panties really. But that didn't stop me. The idea that it was wrong and naughty drove me. By the time I was 16 I would dress up completely in her clothes after school. I had also found her vibrator and would fuck my ass. All while I watched porn on my phone.

Now 18 graduated high school. I had no idea what to do. I ha no money to buy a car and too far to go to find a job. So I was stuck all day at home. All this extra time did nothing but feed my fetish. I now shaved my body and dressed everyday. I would share pics with men on the internet, one man sent me a bikini in the mail to model for him. I did then thought I should get a tan. The tiny thong bikini barely covered anything. But made me feel so sexy. I was laying out getting a tan one day and fell asleep. I woke suddenly to see a man standing over me.He had a small package

"Sorry I didn't mean to startle you" he said with a big smile. Looking me up and down. I grabbed a towel and tried to cover myself. As i marveled at his big arms covered in tattoos. He looked like he worked out daily. His hair cut short and clean shaven hid his age. But he was definitely old enough to be my father. He tugged on my towel pulling it away.

"No reason to do that" he said. I was beet red embarrassed for getting caught. He dropped the towel on the ground and handed me the package. Then turned and left in his truck. My dick was straining against the tiny swimsuit. But still concealed my 4 inches. I fantasized about him as I played with myself. I came twice that afternoon. It was after 5 when I heard the truck pull in. It was the same driver. I answered the door. Now wearing jeans and a teeshirt. Mom would be home soon.

"I got you something" this man told me. Now both standing on even ground I realized he was also at least a foot taller then me. He handed me a pink box. Then leaned in and kissed my cheek.

"Wear it for me, I be by tomarrow" he said with a big smile. Before he again jumped in his truck to go. I watched as he drove away. This was a real man in real life. I thought. And it scared me. I opened the box and inside was a simple flower print sun dress. I wondered if I had time to try it on before mom came home. But decided to wait. Instead I made dinner so mom could relax. The next morning I got up and put on the sundress. I waited for my mysterious man to return. It was after 2pm when he pulled in the long driveway. I met him as he got out of the truck. I did a little spin to show him the dress.

"My name is Carl," he told me. "I would love to take you dancing"

"I don't know, I have never been out" I couldn't even look at him instead staring at my feet.

"What is your name sweety?" He asked in a smooth sexy voice

"Paul" I said. He made a sigh. I looked up.

"Pauline" I corrected. I watched as his eyes lit up. He stepped close his hand slid under the dress. Right in the dirt driveway. I looked around knowing no one was around but still scared someone would see. His fingers rubbed against my panties. He then spun me around and lifted the dress to check out my ass. Then smacked it with his big hand.

he then took my phone from my hand and added his number. Along with some other links.

"Pauline, I plan on taking you dancing he told me. He handed me another package. Pulled me into his arms and kissed me deep. His tounfe probed my mouth as he did. I melted in his arms. Then again he left me standing in the dirt as he drove away.

It was two days later when I got a package thru the regular mail. I opened it to find pink cowgirl boots. Carl called me that night. He started to call, text, message. Everyday. He called me his girl. He had me send him pics of me dressed in various outfits. Very few days another package. Lingerie, perfume, even a big dildo. He video called me to watch me fuck myself with the toy. Everyday he asked me to go dancing, I always said no. Then one day he sent me silicone enhancers to put in a bra so It looked like I had breast. I loved them and would wear them everyday. I finally agreed to go dancing with him. I picked a night mom had to work. I got dressed in my sundress and boots. Styled my long blonde hair. And he picked me up in his pick up truck. He drive me to a honky tonk. At first I was nervous but after he got me served and I had a drink or two in me I relaxed. First a line dance easy enough. But then he pulled me close and we slow danced. No one looked at me different. When Carl got tired he sat. And several other men asked for a dance. I watched Carl as he watched me dance with these other guys. He then told me it was time to go. In the truck he looked over at me

"Naughty little girl you are" he teased. "Dancing with all those other guys" he continued. I reached over to him.

"I am sorry I didn't mean" I was saying as he placed my hand on his growing crotch. He knew I had never. But I didn't say a word instead I unzipped his jeans and fished out his growing cock. It was bigger then I had imagined. Probably 8 inches long and my hand just closed around it. I leaned over and kissed the head as I started to stroke him. Carl found a remote dirt road and pulled down it stopping and having me get out. He took off my dress. I stood in a matching pink thong and bra he had bought me and the pink cowgirl boots. He had me get on my knees in front of the truck. The lights still on as I started to suck his cock. After a minute he pulled my hair and started to shove his cock down my throat. I couldn't breath. As he face fucked me. He called me dirty whore, faggot and sissy bitch. As he did. Just as I thought I would pass out he pulled back and shot his load all over my face. I laid in the dirt trying to catch my breath. He went to take a piss. As he walked back.

"Don't get up you can suck me hard again" he told me. He walked over to me I got back on my knees. And took him in my mouth again. He got hard quickly. And pulled me to my feet. He bent me over the hood of his truck. He squeezed lube in my ass. Then shoved his cock in. He didn't wait or go slow he drove his cock balls deep. I screamed and cried as he fucked me with long hard strokes.

"Such a tight bitch" he told me his large hands pulling my hips to him.

"I am going to use your ass everyday" he moaned. I saw lights go by on the road. No where people coming? Carl didn't even slow as he pumped his seed into my ass. As he pulled out I felt empty as his cum ran out my now stretched ass. He helped me back into his truck. And drove me home. I was a mess. As he pulled in the driveway I noticed my mother's car. Shit how would I explain how I was dressed. Carl parked and got out of the car. He opened the door for me and pulled me into his arms kissing me. The porch lights came on. I saw my mother step out on the porch. Carl let me go. I dropped my head and walked past my mother on the way into the house. She followed me inside.

"We can talk later " she said seeing my state in the light of the room. I went upstairs and showered. As I got in the shower I was rock hard. After all that I had not cum. I jerked off thinking about Carl. Had I enjoyed that? I thought. Knowing I needed him to use me again. I came almost immediately. I got out of the shower. I slipped on a fresh pair of panties and went to bed. My mom had left for work by the time I got up. Carl texted me a dick pic.

Want this again don't you it said. I did but didn't answer him. My mom and I never teally had that talk. She just excepted it and we didn't talk about it. Carl returned three days later. He liked to take me out in public. And use me for his pleasure after. He continued to buy me clothes and jewelry wanting me dressed pretty for him. Only to stain it or tear it off me before the end of the night. Within a month I hardly ever wore my boy clothes. Even my mother called startedcalling me Pauline. Carl had me move in with him 6 months later. Mom worried about the age difference. But wished me all the best.

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scentofdriedflowers · 10 months

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Finally I was able to watch star trek snw

and somebody get Una out of jail right now! ffs it's Una Chin Riley!! you do not detain her!! the disrespect

they're offering her a plea deal? oh hell no, gurl, from somebody who binges watch law & order svu every other day DO NOT take a plea deal...you did nothing wrong bb nuh uh (where are benson and rollins when you need them....oh she needs a good defense lawyer?! SOMEBODY GET HER Rita Calhoun! or Barba!)

'you can't resign, the loss to Enterprise would be unimaginable'

OH I KNOW, she has the brain in that crew, without her you're fucked lol, she HOLDS the brain cell!! 😂 especially with La'an gone away on her mission! look!! La'an and Una are missing, and the crew decide to steal the Enterprise! see! lol oh love this crew.

Gosh I love the women on this ship, all badass, sassy and so right, are they giving more space to Mitchell?! hell yeah I love her!!

O M G I freaking LOVE commander PELIA from her first scene I knew Carol Kane would deliver magic! sdfghjkjhgfdsdfghj she's hilarious and so peculiar (Uhura already loves her lol)

Chapel and Joseph together I love these two so much 🥹, she and Una are the only ones, I believe, who call him Joseph, it's so sweet, they're besties

sooo glad SNW is back I missed this morons!!! my morons!

and the message for Nichelle at the end 😭❤️❤️

#star trek strange new worlds #star trek snw #snw #snw season 2 #una chin riley

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tonberry-yoda · 1 year

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Hello! I see your requests are closed, but I hope you don't mind if I leave my romantic matchup here! If yes, you can ignore me. Sorry if something is wrong, English is not my first language! :)

Fandom: Jojo Gender: Cis female Pronouns: She/her Sexuality: heterosexual ally

Personality: I'm smart, kind, homebody, perfectionist, shy, nerdy, curious, playful, mature, friendly, listening, sarcastic and creative

Likes: Animals, movies, series, videogame, listen music, anime, cartoons, read any book, stay at home, draw, writing and talk with my friends

Dislikes: Moth, noisy people, go to parties with loud music and lots of people, introduce myself to a group of strangers, exams, people who want to force contact with me, when they make me do something I really don't want to do and when a friend doesn't listen to my advice and then comes when everything goes wrong

How I present myself: Well, with strangers I'm a totally shy person, and I end up frowning unintentionally. With my friends I'm a very talkative person, I make jokes to them and I'm usually the mother of the group. With my family I am more open, extroverted and talkative, especially with my mother as I don't have much contact with my father. In terms of clothes, I really like to wear any black clothes.

Music taste: i like all kinds of music but the kind i love the most is pop music and rock

My type/what I want: Well, I'm a person who likes to give presents for who I like. I've always been attracted to more closed guys, because I love when he's a shell on the outside but inside he's sweet.

I don't know if my request will be read, but I thank you in advance if you have! :)

OMG (dont worry if my requests were closed i did it anyway lmaoooo these are just too fun frfr). (also gurl your english is great <3). You sound so sweet!! I think I have the perfect man for you!!!

the character I chose for you is...

JOTARO KUJO!!

like he is the perfect closed guy who is hiding a softie

he respects that you're a little quiet

like when you first met, you said nothing and he was just smiling at you

until you got to know each other and always ended up talking

like all the time

late night talks with music in the background? heck yes.

he thinks you're cute frfr

like is totally into you from the beginning, but too nervous to say anything

like you, he doesnt like big parties, so if the rest of your friend group wants to go to a party, you know you have the evening with your lovely bf

both your mom and jotaro's mom would get along

it's amazing when the four of you get together for dinner and your moms are gossiping while you and jotaro are just giggling with each other

he would love to geek out with you about marine bio even if you arent into it and then he would ask what you're into

he's the king of making you blush

he also just loves your style

loves how good you look in black

will let you wear his jacket and hat

will play video games with you (you have to teach him how to play all the time lmao)

you would always go to his house for dates and he would always go to yours

you'll be reading or drawing and he'll just be in your room studying or something

you're the perfect quiet couple that is totally in love with each other!! <333

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@tonberry-yoda

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hadeantaiga · 10 months

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Henlo hope you're having a great weekend! So uhm in case you're in any time up for more breaking down of terf/radfem bullshit I have some particulary awful receipts 👀

(Comparing being trans to BIID and Amputation Fetish??)

https://www.tumblr.com/sowhatnotcreative/721208090257735680

(Calling men these souless and horrible creatures over her own prejudices 🙃)

https://www.tumblr.com/sowhatnotcreative/721277805260914688/

(Unironically calling up for "Androcide" or at the very least for Matriarcal Totalitarism as the only means to "escape" the patriarcy)

https://www.tumblr.com/sowhatnotcreative/721036955767439360

(Literally straight up calling/implying gay/bi men as a whole are inherent pedophiles over annecdotal shit "But It's OKAY Gurls it's not because they're queer men it's becuz they're MoIdS 🤓")

https://www.tumblr.com/sowhatnotcreative/721026890468589568

Also as a little last note so this doesn't end in a negative note: this one Terf i'm taking all the post from, is the same one that tried to own Neil fucking Gaiman with a bad faith ask as a horrible misogynist or whatever, and got destroyed beautifully instead lmao

https://www.tumblr.com/thefloatingstone/719857099410128896/

A fun game to play with these is "Do I already have the TERF blocked?"

The answer is yes, I do lol.

So the first link is a lot of fearmongering about "What if kids could identify as amputees and get their limbs mutilated!? Also, anyone with BIID and ALL "trans" people are fetishists!"

There's so much wrong here but first of all, there's nothing wrong with having a fetish. End of statement. If you engage in your fetish in a way where you and anyone else involved comes away from it happy and fulfilled, I do not give a fuck what you're doing behind closed doors.

As for BIID, she didn't mention the outcomes of the two patients who underwent the surgery with that doctor, nor did she mention the outcomes of any other person with BIID who has successfully achieved their goals. I sure as hell can't speak definitively on it either; I've read news articles and everyone in those stories was completely happy with what they'd done to themselves. But that's probably a biased sample group; I imagine anyone who regretted their choices wouldn't be as open to speaking about it.

Basically: there is very little research into BIID because it's so goddamned taboo to even think about, but people who HAVE spoken on it are completely happy with their choices.

This might seem weird to admit but I've had daydreams about going blind or deaf, needing a wheelchair, or losing a limb, and enjoying it, and how I'd live and adapt. I bet a LOT of people have such daydreams, but we're all told it's "gross" and "mentally disturbed" and "mutilation" etc etc, so no one ever talks about this shit.

I also think about voluntary body modification from a sci-fi perspective. If I lived in a cyberpunk world or a future world where cyber limbs were a thing, would I voluntarily go hack off a healthy limb to get a cool robot arm?

Fucking yes I would.

And maybe that's related to my perspective as a trans person who is already completely comfortable with the idea of more "extreme" forms of body modification beyond tattoos and piercings. I don't have any problem with people who get dermal implants or do scarification or who get surgery to turn their ears pointed or who split their tongues, or top surgery or bottom surgery etc etc.

IDK man, my perspective is, it's their body, let them do whatever the fuck they want to it.

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Links #2, 3 and 4 are just her projecting her trauma onto innocent human beings so she can dehumanize them. She should get therapy about that.

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The final link is fucking hilarious and I love Neil Gaiman so much.

#biid #body modification

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