#do not come at me with fucking adult minor shit i'll block you at the speed of light

[aroacesigma]

people that complain about bsd ships being toxic are so funny . its bungou stray dogs half these people are in the mafia or various terrorist organisations . enjoy the cannibalism art like a normal person

#ramblings #by the way im specifically talking about toxic ships here #do not come at me with fucking adult minor shit i'll block you at the speed of light

[oscillating-fan-whore3]

☆Hi☆

I'm Elliot, the depressed teen behind this blog :3 I'm transmasc and use he/they prns, please respect that

I AM ALSO A MINOR, IF UR A P0RN/K1NK BLOG UR GONNA BE BLOCKED

(It also takes me a hella long time to respond to dms I'm sorrrry😭😭😭)

My old blogs both got t worded (rip oscillating-fan-whore and oscillating-fan-whore2) (next time I'll be oscillating-fan-whore4!!)

This is a triggering blog, BLOCK DONT REPORT. Reporting makes my mental health worse and doesn't do jack shit, you can't report everyone, we always come back

(Note: nsfw adjacent posts are mentioned below cut, if you are an adult on this blog please read that section <3)

ed sh blog but also I post vents and abt my life outside ed and sh too :D

(More under cut)

Anyways now that we've hopefully weeded everyone who doesn't like it out, hi guys ^^

☆I've had my ed since July of last year (23) but sh since 5th grade

☆I have (somewhat?) Diagnosed depression and anxiety and very possible autism (AKA I've been told by many people that I'm autistic, have like every trait, scored high on every pre screening test, but my mom refuses to believe it whenever someone tells her [which has happened multiple times but yk] ANYWAY-)

☆tics (probably tourettes but never dx)

☆no one irl knows

☆prone to typos

☆EMOTICON USER :3 :D ^^ :) :]

☆active red bracelet wearer

☆American :( [help us]

☆nebularomantic and sexual but no idea abt who I'm attracted to 💀 just attracted to my partner (? It's complicated) so somewhere around androsexual

☆suuuuuper Hannibal (nbc) fixated rn so like of you see a reference in my blog don't be surprised

☆sweetsp0>>>>meansp0 (unless it's good)

☆Skeleton Appreciation Day in Vestal NY is THE ED song trust

☆I'll make a tag list for recipes, lemme know if you want in :D

☆I won't send bcs coaches fuck off

☆open to an4 buddies tho :3

☆ngl a lot of posts about the state of my stomach (she hasn't been okay in years <3)

☆asks are welcome and encouraged (just don't be a bitch)

☆DMs are open but so is my right to block <3<3

☆I do occasionally post something NSFW adjacent abt my experiences in life (becuz I'm a horny teen with a partner get it together people) please keep in mind that I am still a MINOR and all of those posts have an 18+ DNI. 18+ are welcome to interact with every other post, but it's weird and uncomfortable on those kinds of posts. Me posting NSFW adjacent stuff is NOT an excuse to sexually harass me, especially if you are an adult.

[Stats]

Height: 5'5"

SW: >175 lbs

HW: >175 lbs

LW: 128 lbs (probs less let's be honest)

CW: 134 lbs (kill me)

UGW: 90 lbs (40 kg)

Bodyfat Percentage: 23.4% (fitness)

BMI: 22.3 (Healthy)

[Current goals]

☆<115 lbs by the 25th of April (Musical trip <3)

☆UGW by summer (obvi)

☆^ if not, then ugw by the time the county fair rolls around

☆111 lbs by May (officially underweight for my BMI [18])

[I AM SILLY!!!!!!!!!!!]

#ana bllog #i want to ⭐️ve #@n0r3xia #tw ed diet #ed no sheeran #thinspø #ana trigger #ed not sheeren #4n0r3xia #⭐️ving #tw s3lf harm #s3lf harn #s3lf mutilation #s3lfharmm #@nor3×14 #ftm ed #skin&bones #skin&🩻 #skin&bonesfightback #skin&🦴

[the-carnival-rabbit]

Welcome to the blog of Carnival Jax!

We found this feral Ai just wandering about and mauling random pedestrians who decided it was a bright idea to try and grab at him! Instead of just returning this beast to his ai, we decided ti give him this here blog!

You can sent him asks asking about his life and where he's from, but don't expect him to be very fluent with his words or to spill any secrets!

WARNING

This blog will likely contain mentions of drugs, alcohol, alongside heavier topics like mental breakdown, panic attacks, ect. Sexual topics may be touched upon, but Suicidal topics will be kept to a minimum if it can be helped.

Be aware that both the character and the person behind this blog are adults, so for fucks sake don't send me sexual shit if you're a minor.

Roleplaying!

"This is the sort of text that will appear when Jax is talking"

*When Jax is doing an action, it will appear like this*

(And this is how I as the mod will speak with someone. I will appear from time to time, so heya)

ANON GUIDELINES!

After some rather nasty anonymous asks (you know who you are, and I hope you feel the sensation of a single hair being in your mouth at all times) I feel the need to set up anon guidelines, so here they are!

• No harm directed towards any of the baby bunnies. I really shouldn't have to even say this, but here we are!

• No overly violent, psychologically, or verbally abusive asks directed towards Carnival OR the mod. While I haven't gotten any directed towards me yet, I'm not leaving that open for a loophole.

Does this mean that you can't send angst asks or anything? No. You can still send them, and they will still be answered, but it's not hard to find the line in the sand I'm drawing with this cause most of you know what would cross that line.

• No hard-core or over the top gore. This one is pretty self-explanatory.

• Some amount of Sexuality in an ask is ok, but nothing too overly exaggerated or non-consensual. Like the second bullet point, most of you know what would cross that line in the sand.

To clarify, no, this is in no regard to if you're in the LGBTQ+ community. This is in entire regard to sexual topics as a whole, I just had no idea how to word it.

• This is a giving sort of one. If you don't feel like you can send the ask out of anon without being blocked, then don't send it.

Failure to follow these guidelines will result in the anon being blocked, and if it gets to be too excessive, there is a possibility I will turn off anonymous asking for a day!

I do not want to turn off anonymous asking due to how unfair it is for the people following this blog who just don't feel comfortable coming out from it, however I do know that sometimes there is no other choice for it.

Extras!

I have one other blog run by me @patchwork-the-fox, so go check it out if you want. That's where Mari's reference sheet is, but I'll probably post it here at some point.

The Carnival Au is something created by Sm-Baby, so go check them out too while you're at it.

For this blog, Carnival is 7 ft 6.

If there is a poll going on, you can find it by searching either "poll" or "choose carefully"

#the amazing digital circus #jax #tadc jax #tadc #the amazing digital carnival #carnival au #carnival!jax #tadc au #my art stuff

[jazzthatonewriterchick]

I'll Show You Uptight (18+ Fic)

Pairing: Adult!Bakugou x Black!Fem!Reader (Coworkers to Lovers) 

Synopsis: In which a very pissed and very emotionally frustrated Bakugou decides he’s not going to let you get away with your lip that easily and pays you a visit one girls’ night to prove to you that he is, indeed, able to be “looser” after you make a drunk comment about his introverted and uptight personality to your mutual friends and Kirishima “accidentally” spills the beans. 

Story Warnings: Smutty smut (MINORS DON’T READ), 18+, AgedUp!Bakugou (he’s 25 years old), Swearing, Grinding, Public Displays of Affection, Mentions of & Consumption of Alcohol, Consensual Sex w/ Verbalization, Foreplay, Public Kink, Manhandling, Mild Degradation, Praise Kink, Daddy Kink, Spit Play, 69ing, Facefucking, Safe Sex (WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT), Edge Play, Spanking, Mild Choking, MULTIPLE Positions, MULTIPLE Orgasms for Reader, Aftercare, Reader is black-coded but anyone can read this 

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you! 

Writer’s Note: GO TOUCH SOME GRASS SLUTS. And enjoy! My hands fucking hurt from writing this horny shit but it's with all the love & dedication. Love you! -Jazz

Ao3 link here!

Chapters: One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven.

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Bakugou luckily didn’t get a ticket, but he came pretty damn close to running some red lights as he shot you and himself home to your apartment. 

During the fifteen-minute drive, you felt bubbly with anticipation and happiness. Bakugou liked you. He felt the same way! You couldn’t keep still next to him, singing and dancing along to the radio as he sped through the streets, wind in your hair, laughing at your cute little moves. 

He kept one hand on the wheel, steering with excellent precision, while the other laid firmly on your thigh, squeezing the soft flesh there. Occasionally, he’d lift your hand to kiss your knuckles or steal a kiss at a red light, always leaving you short of breath after. 

As soon as you left the club, you called Mina to let her know and she was more than excited, even letting the rest of the crew know. “She’s not dead, guys!” she yelled above the music over the phone. You could hear Toru cheer in delight in the background, causing you to cover your face in embarrassment. 

“She will be though!” Denki had hollered, stealing the phone from Mina much to her disapproval. “For God’s sake, Katski, don’t kill her! She still has to go to work!” 

You flushed, and to add on to the fire, Bakugou had glanced over from the wheel at you and smirked. “We’ll see,” he murmured before sneaking his hand farther up your thigh to squeeze the flesh there. “Should’ve known better than to wear this little thing, naughty girl,” he whispered to you, a dangerous look in his vermillion eyes. 

You swore you’ve never been more turned on in your life as you thought about what was to come next. Would he punish you for the skirt? Bend you over his knee and spank you till you were in tears? Maybe rub you through your panties until you had no choice but to beg for forgiveness because your poor, needy pussy just couldn’t take any more teasing? 

“Congrats, Bakubro!” Kiri had hollered into the phone, stealing you away from your naughty thoughts. “You’ve got a good one. Try not to fuck it up, alright? Or else you’ll have me to deal with.” 

“Us too!” Uraraka had added. “We’ll fuck you up, Bakugou, and you know we can.” You had giggled at their protectiveness while Bakugou told them to shut the fuck up and threatened to hang up. 

As you got closer to your apartment, you directed him to the building, and he parked in the lot in front of the building’s steps. You lived in a pretty nice neighborhood–the kind with dogwalkers, quiet nights, and where people can jog in the park a block away from your home without looking over their shoulders. You were adamant about being in a relatively safe and quiet neighborhood, especially one where public transportation, is close by, to feel comfortable and get some good night’s sleep before work duties. 

After swiping yourself upstairs on the elevator with your key card, Bakugou followed you upstairs to your apartment floor. He only gave you light neck kisses and dragged his fingers across your waist as you worked to unlock the door with your keys, but it was enough to make focusing on unlocking your door that much more difficult. 

Finally, with a click, the door unlocked. “This is me,” you nimbly said, stepping into the darkened room. As Bakugou slid in behind you, you flicked the light on near the door and shut it, casting your tastefully decorated, clean apartment in a nice, warm glow. “Feel free to take off your shoes.” 

Bakugou did just that, letting his kicks sit at the door with your shoes right next to them. You stood there awkwardly as he looked over the apartment, his eyes trailing over the living room, small dining area and the bedroom which led out into the kitchen. You had brought company back here before for fun, but never this. And definitely never a pro. 

“Uh, would you like a drink or a tour of the place?” you asked softly, your heart pounding against your ribcage. Bakugou turned toward you, his gaze making you hot. “I’ll get all of that later,” he softly growled. “This can’t wait. I don’t think I could take it.” 

As he stepped towards you, moving as fast as you could blink, you didn’t move, afraid of scaring him off or possibly ruining the moment. You welcomed him with open arms as he gladly took advantage, arms locked around your waist. He pulled you in for a kiss that had your head spinning and tongue-tied. His kisses were like drugs to you–addictive and dangerous. 

He pulled away to look down at you, his eyes peering into yours. “You still want this?” he asked. 

Feeling his muscles ripple under your hands, his body pressed against yours finally, only one word flashed in your mind that made it to your lips: “Yes.” 

Bakugou grinned and gripped you to him as he kissed you once again. Your lips moved against his in a dance, the act as natural as breathing to you. His tongue slipped into your mouth and you moaned softly into his mouth, the feeling of his tongue against yours making you uncomfortably soaked. “Bedroom,” he murmured roughly against your lips. “Where’s it at?” 

He pulled away enough to let you speak. “I’ll show you,” you whispered, but you couldn’t physically walk him upstairs. He insisted on carrying you, making you jump before his hands were cupping your ass and your legs were wrapped around his waist. He carried you with ease, like you weighed absolutely nothing. God, could this man get anymore sexy? 

You directed him to the left of your kitchen where your bedroom was, passing the front door. As he did, you suddenly became hyperaware of everything in your room that was embarrassingly out of place or obvious: the hamper of clothes next to your closet you needed to wash; the wine glass you forgot to take to your kitchen earlier while you were getting ready; the waste basket of folded laundry you still hadn’t put away where your limited edition Dynamight panties sat. 

….Wait. 

‘Fuck!’ you thought, embarrassment flooding through you. You forgot you put them there. Shit, did Bakugou see them too? You glanced down at him, getting a smile in return. You put you down so he could go and close the door. As he did, you snatched up the panties and stuffed them under a folded shirt, never to be seen and allow you freedom from humiliation or teasing. 

Immediately, you whipped around to face Bakugou, plastering a smile on your face. He turned to you after closing the door and smirked at you–a picture of a wet fantasy standing in your bedroom. How you’ve thought of this night for so long. “I’m afraid you’re wearing waaaay too many clothes,” you purred at him, stepping closer to him. 

He did the same, his hooded eyes drinking you in. “You too. As good as you look in that dress, I need to see you without it.” His smile faded, replaced with a stern look that has your kitty purring for him. “Take it off. Now.” 

That deep growl emitted something from you. Something submissive and needy, wanting to do anything he said. You immediately strip off your dress, letting the article of clothing fall from your body. You stood then in a lace bra and thong set that Bakugou ogled at. “Oh, fuck,” he moaned at the sight of you. “Look at you. You were wearin’ this shit under your clothes the whole time?” 

He loomed over you, making you feel so small yet not at all intimidated. If anything, it made you more aroused. “And what’s this, huh?” His fingers glide across the waistband of your thong, his skin brushing against yours. His eyes darkened, his grin greedy and animalistic. “Ohhh, you’re a bad little girl, aren’t you?” 

His breath fanned over your face, smelling faintly of peppermint and a shot of vodka. You must’ve been too slow to respond because his fingers yanked at the thong’s waistband, snapping it back against your hip. “Aren’t you?” he growled, his voice dipping even lower than before. 

You swallowed hard, breathing suddenly impossible for you. “Y-Yes.” He pushed himself up against you, giving you a feel of his bulge in his jeans. “Yes, what?” he murmured against your hair, hands cupping your ass. He grinded his hips into you once, nudging at your clit. 

You whimpered as sparks of pleasure pulsed through you. “Yes…daddy.” Bakugou pulled back to peer down at you, bewildered. “Sorry!” you immediately raced to apologize. “I thought that you–” 

You squeaked as he suddenly grabbed you and planted a passionate kiss on you that had your toes curling as his tongue twirled with yours. When he pulled away, a string of saliva “Keep callin’ me that,” he growled to you. “That turns me the fuck on.” He took your hand, putting it right on his hardened dick. You gasped softly, feeling how big he was. “Tell me what else you like,” he said, sounding like he was begging you rather than ordering you. 

“U-Um…” Your frazzled mind searched for an answer as your hand gently stroked him through his pants, loving the way he softly groaned at the feeling. “I like praise,” you giggled sheepishly. He chuckled, squeezing your ass. “I can tell.” 

“And spankings and choking,” you continued. Shyly, you looked down at his belt buckle and toyed with it, “accidentally” loosening it. “And if you wanted to…you know…call me a slut or whatever, I wouldn’t be against it.” 

You peered up at him through your lashes, hoping he’d see through your front. Fortunately for you, Bakugou was smart. He stepped away from you then and took a seat on your bedside. He sat with his legs open, belt loosened, and a dangerous look in his eyes that excited you. “C’mere,” he demanded, crooking a finger at you. 

You were helpless to refuse. You slowly walked over and stood in front of him. He took your hips in his hands, directing you to stand beside him, and then, in a flash, had you bent over his knee. You gasped, a shocked giggle leaving your lips at the sudden change in positions. Before your mind could process what was happening, your thong was coming down and a hand was smacking against your ass. 

The only sounds were the sharp smack of Bakugou spanking your ass and your sharp gasp that followed. 

Smack! “Tell me why you decided to wear this shit,” he growled. Smack! “Did you want to get fucked?”

Smack!” You wanted a random motherfucker to pick you up and slut you out?” Smack! “Huh?!” Smack! 

“Yes!” you shouted, in near tears because of the sweet sting of his hand smacking your ass and the ache in your wet pussy. “But I would’ve thought of you during!” You nuzzled your face into his muscled arm after gripping it with dear life with each spank. 

“Oh, my God, you’re just too perfect,” he groaned. His hand began to stroke your ass softly, soothing the sting. “Tell me again how you’ve thought of me, baby girl.” The petname set you on fire. “Did you think of me while someone else was fucking you? Or while touching that pretty little pussy?” 

You whimpered at his words, not sure how much more of this you could take. You softly moaned as you felt him shower your ass with wet kisses, his fingers massaging your cheeks gently. “Tell me, mama,” he whispered. 

And then his hand dipped between your thighs to cup your sex. He began to rub you there, palm pressing into your clit. “Y-Yes!” you groan, delirious with pleasure. “God, yes, Katsuki!” You grinded your hips into his hand, desperate to feel something, anything. 

“You’re not alone, y’know,” he murmured to you as he continued to gently rub you. “I’ve thought about you too. Fucking you on my desk at work, your pencil skirt pulled up…or you in my condo, getting fucked on every single piece of furniture I own.” 

Your breath hitched at his words, at his secret, dirty thoughts. All revolving around you. You. “I’ve thought about you constantly,” he told you, voice strained. “I’ve wondered what you felt like against me…what you tasted like…” 

In an instant, you were off his lap and suddenly lying on your back on your bed, facing him. He sat up, straddling you, and in one shift motion, gripped his shirt from the back and took it off. As he flung the shirt somewhere in the darkness, you couldn’t help yourself. You began running your hands up and down his muscle carved from stone, loving the contrast of your skin tones. He stared down at you hungrily, lustfully, as you caressed the scars adorning his skin. To you, they made him even sexier. 

“You see what you do to me?” he asked softly. “What you’ve done to me?” He took your hands, lowering them down to his hardened cock in his jeans. He began to rut into your hands, panting softly. “Do you like me like this? So fuckin’ desperate for you?” 

“Katsuki…” You exhaled in name, desperate for him. You went for his belt to take it off, but he stopped you. “No, no, baby, not yet. Naughty girls like you need to be punished first.” With an evil smile, he hooked his fingers into your bra cups and pulled them down, exposing your naked breasts to him. His shuddering breath made you giggle, feeling pretty under his hungered gaze. 

His mouth was on you immediately, lips sucking harshly at one hardened nipple while one of his large hands kneaded the other, gently molding the flesh around and around. You moaned under his touch and hot kisses, your breasts and nipples sensitive. He then pulled away from your own nipple now shining with his spit and proceeded to give your other nipple the same treatment. 

He attached his pink lips to the peak, sucking and swirling his tongue around, moaning softly as he did. He was loving every minute of this, you realized, and that only made you wetter. His lips suckled on your nipple like he was trying to draw himself some milk before letting go with a soft pop!. He then grazed his teeth against the hardened nub, nibbling gently. A whimper left your lips at the feeling, your toes curling and hands gripping his shoulders. 

The tiny pinch of his teeth grazing your hard nipple made your body lurch forward. “Ah,” you breathed, the sound like an exhale escaping your lips. He then swooped down higher up, pressing kisses to your collarbone and neck while his hands still toyed with your breasts. He then looked up at you, eyes glinting in the darkness. “Sorry, ma,” he chuckled, “but you might have to wear some makeup on that neck for the next week.” 

He began to suckle and nibble at the tender flesh of your neck, giving you certified hickies. You couldn’t be mad at him. It felt too good. As if reading your thoughts, he chuckled against your skin. “Don’t worry, I’ll make it up to you.” As he proceeded to pepper your neck in kisses, one of his hands left your breast to travel down between your thighs. 

You gasped, your back arching at his rough palm pressed into your clit and began to stroke it. You moaned loudly to the ceiling, the sparks of pleasure entering your clit combined with Bakugou’s wet mouth and rough fingers pinching your nipple. This was just too much! At this rate, you’d cum. “Please don’t tease me, baby,” you whimpered. 

Bakugou chuckled darkly, still torturing you with his actions. “Payback’s a bitch, ain’t it?” he murmured, moving to kiss your jaw. “Consider this your karma for your constant teasing at work.” His lips moved down your throat, nibbling you there. “Those damn skirts.” His index and fore fingers moved to roll and pinch your nipple. “Those fuckin’ work pants.” He pressed his hand harder into your clit, making you see stars for a moment. “And those pretty little blouses I wanted to tear off your body.” 

Suddenly, all his actions stopped. He pulled his hand away from your pussy, moved his mouth away from your neck, and stopped playing with your nipple. Confused and utterly horny, you watched as he slinked down to your legs and pried your thighs open with his big hands. He stared at you between the V you made with your thighs, his crimson eyes glaring dead at you. “How the fuck are you so fine?” he asked. 

He didn’t warn you when he suddenly began eating you out. And God, did he know how to eat pussy! He left no part of your pussy untouched, kissed, or sucked. He alternated between swirling around your clit with his tongue and gently sucking on it with his plump, pink lips. You were seeing stars at that moment, hands moving to his head to push him in deeper.

“Katsuki, oh, my God!” you shouted, unable to keep your voice down. “Yes! Please keep going!” 

Bakugou was more than happy to. He even snuck his hands under your ass to give him better access to your cunt as he lapped at your juices joyfully and greedily. When he suddenly pulled away to breathe, his lips were coated in you Instead of embarrassment, all you felt was arousal flooding through you. Then, to your amazement, you watched as spat on your pussy and then slurped it back up, nudging your clit with his nose as he did. 

At the sound of your moans and cries of pleasure, he grinned at you from between your thighs. “Like when I spit on it, babe?” he asked, and then laughed at your frantic nod, bewildered “Fuck, you’re nasty.”

You scoffed, sitting up a little straighter against the pillow. “And you’re not?” 

His eyes held a promise for something bigger, better than before, and you shivered. “You ain’t seen nothing yet.” As he went to dive back in for another lick, you felt his cock pressing against your inner thigh and your mouth ached for it. 

“Wait!” you protested. He immediately stopped, confused. You slowly sat up against the pillows, chest rising up and down rapidly and heart pattering against your chest. “I wanna taste you too.” His eyes widened an inch, giving you the confidence to continue. “I’ve been wanting to suck the soul outta that dick for months. Don’t deny me any longer or I swear, I’ll kill myself.” 

He still stared you down, looking at you like you just grew five heads, and then finally broke into a grin. “Fuck,” he laughed. “Baby girl fiendin’ for some dick, is she?” You nodded frantically, your eyes falling to his hands as he went for his belt. “Well, if you wanna be that needy…” 

“Wait.” You stopped his movements, your hands cupping his. “Let me.” He was more than happy to let you have your way. He sat up straight on his knees as you worked at his belt, loosening it, and then popping the button. Then the zipper came down, the sound of it sending shivers down your spine. It was a sign of what was soon to come. What was soon to be within your grasp. 

You shrugged Bakugou’s jeans down his slim hips, revealing the well-defined V and dark blonde curls that that traveled down beneath the waistband of his Calvin Klein briefs. “Don’t stop now, baby,” he chuckled, a lazy smirk on his face as he watched you. “You’re almost there.” 

Under his molten gaze, you pulled his briefs down, just enough to let his cock spring free. You had to stop yourself from gasping at the sight of him: he was beautiful. He was the right size, right shape, with a curve you felt was built just for you. He was thick too with a vein protruding from the tender flesh that you wanted desperately to run your tongue against. The pink head bubbled with precum that you resisted the urge to lick away. 

He smiled at you. “There you go,” he cooed encouragingly. Then, before you could get a response out, his hands were on you and suddenly rolling you over on top of him. You shrieked with laughter as he positioned you to be facing away from him, instead facing his hardened cock that stood at attention for you between his legs. “Katsuki!” you giggled once you were settled on top of him. 

Bakugou laid his hands on your ass, spreading your cheeks apart. “Perfect,” he murmured. “Now I get the best seat in the house. This 3D is fantastic, y’know.” He spanked you, the sharp sound of it making you whimper. You looked back at him, snorting at the way he ogled at your ass and pussy. “You dork,” you giggled only to be cut off with a whine as he began to rub your clit. 

“Shhh, baby,” he cooed. “I’m tryin’ to watch the movie.” You threw your head back as his sweet assault on your sensitive rosebud continued. “You’re so annoying–oh, fuck!” His tongue sneaked inside your pussy, licking you up and down, side to side, all around. 

Honey. If you said to your girls later on that Bakugou took your ass downtown, you’d mean it. He took you down each avenue and street, and back again, gripping your ass as he did. You were seeing stars that had his name imprinted on them, his name falling from your lips in gasps, moans, and whines that sounded oh-so submissive to the lovely man eating your kitty. 

Just as you began throwing your hips around on his face, he stopped and glared playfully at you. “Don’t just sit there,” he growled impatiently, turning your blood hot. “You wanted that dick, right? So do something with it before I do it for you.” 

How could you say no to that? Spitting a good amount of spit into your dominant hand and then onto his dick (much to his liking), you began to slowly stroke him up and down. You quickly became mesmerized by the way his skin stretched from your movements and how you had to grip his cock with both hands just because he was so damn thick. Once you got your rhythm, you hollowed your cheeks and began sucking him, careful to not graze him with your teeth. 

Katsuki seemed to love it though. He gave you the nastiest praise and stroked your back lovingly as you gave kitten licks around his cockhead before sucking him from the tip. “That’s it, good girl,” he groaned. “Fuck, that feels good! How are you so fuckin’ good at this?” 

His toes curled on either side of you, making you want to go deeper. You wanted to please this man more than anything, and so you did. You began to lightly gag on him, not quite taking him deep but enough to feel him in your throat. Anything you couldn’t take into your mouth you stroked with your hands, gripping him securely. Saliva dripped and drooled from your wet mouth, coating his dick and dripping down his full balls. The wet, slick sounds of your hands stroking his wet dick and your light gagging sounds drove even yourself crazy. Bakugou was losing his fucking mind though, every sound from his lips a piece of heaven. 

“Fuck, Y/N!” he growled, gripping your ass for dear life. “You take my cock so, so well for me. Such a good girl, making it sloppy for me. Guess I could return the favor.” He began to eat you out again, this time replacing his tongue in your pussy with his finger. 

You popped off his dick and gasped as his thick digit slowly slid inside the wet depths of your pussy. He began to work your pussy that way, slowly fingerfucking you as he sucked on your clit. “Katsuki!” you shouted, voice nearly going hoarse. “Oh, God, yes!” 

Bakugou slapped your ass harshly. “Uh-uh, baby girl. You’ve still got work to do.” He rose his hips up to your mouth, slowly fucking your wet, soft hands still gripping his cock. “Think you can take me deeper?” Your eyes widened at the challenge, but you couldn’t let him down.

You nodded, proceeding to take him back into your mouth. “Tap my thigh twice if you need air,” he instructed before you began to slowly take him, inch by inch, down your throat. 

He stretched your tight throat, so much so that you gagged slightly as he hit the back of your throat. He began to slowly fuck your throat, grunts and moans dripping from his mouth. “Thaaat’s it, mama. Take me deep down that throat. Gag on that fuckin’ dick.” 

His words made your cunt drip even more and he happily lapped it up, his finger curling in your pussy to lightly graze that spot that made you see the entire fucking universe. You and him stayed like that–both pleasing each other, giving each other everything you had in your bodies. You had tears in your eyes and your jaw ached, but you never let up gagging on Bakugou’s dick until, finally, you had to breathe. 

You popped off of his dick with a gasp of air. At the same time, that familiar feeling of that knot in your core about to snap struck you as Bakugou mercilessly fingerfucked you and played with your overly sensitive clit. “‘Suki!” you moaned. “‘Suki, baby, I-I’m gonna cum!” 

“Go ahead, baby,” he mumbled into your pussy. “Give it to me. Give me that first orgasm.” He went faster, harder, pushing you over that edge inch by inch. “Go ahead and cum for me!” he gruffly shouted into your cunt. “Give it all to me!” 

His moaned into your pussy, matching yours in a chorus as you fell over that edge and finally, finally, plummeted into that sea of bliss that overtook your entire body. Your muscles seized and spasmed. You threw your head back and let out the loudest moan you’ve ever heard from yourself. Your toes curled and your fingers dug into the flesh of Bakugou’s thighs. All of this as your pussy spasmed around Bakugou’s finger and lips. 

He lapped up every inch of cum you gave him until you were whimpering, your clit aching from the constant attention. He hummed happily, finally moving away to sigh in satisfaction. “So good,” he slurred, sounding positively pussy drunk. “Your throat felt so good, baby. I bet that pussy will make me cum in an instant.” 

His words ignited something within you that made you twist around to shoot him a sexy smirk. “Wanna find out?” you purred. You moved off his face and began to grind your hips down into his hard cock. As you did, your pussy lips parted, causing your cum to drizzle and smear all over his thick shaft. Bakugou groaned at the feeling as your mouth fell open in a silent O. 

“Wait, wait!” he shouted, strained. “Condoms. I-I don’t…” You nodded at the crossbody purse thrown on the floor alongside your dress. “In my purse.” Bakugou raised an eyebrow at you, and you flushed. “Mina gave me some. Told me I needed to be prepared.” 

He snorted, smacking your ass as you got off him. “Well, now I know why you chose the lingerie.” You plopped down onto your stomach, ankles crossed and hands under your chin as you watched him. You enjoyed the way his back muscles flexed and the view of his ass as he bent to dig the condoms out of your bag. Your eyes lovingly traced the few scratches and scars on his skin, some scabbed and others faded with time, loving each one. 

Once he got one package out, he turned to you and smirked at your attentative expression. “Wanna watch, slutty girl?” he chuckled, the lewd and naughty nickname making your clit jump. He kept those damn eyes locked with yours as he ripped the package open with his teeth, slid the rubber out, and proceeded to role it down his fat, hard cock that you couldn’t keep your eyes away from even if you tried. 

Finally, once he was finished, he instructed you to lay on your back on the edge of the bed. You did so, legs spread and hands bracing his shoulders. “Fuck, you look so good like this. Picture fuckin’ worthy…” 

You smiled at his words only for your bottom lip to quiver as you felt his cockhead slide between your wet pussy lips, nudging your clit. His eyes met yours. “That okay?” he murmured. You nodded, smiling still. “Let me know if you want me to stop at any time, okay? And you know you can say no at any time.”

You nodded but his glare and hand slipping to your neck to tighten around it made you realize your mistake. “Naw, don’t nod at me. Give me a ‘yes, daddy, I understand’.” 

You gasped around his grip, more at the fact he was doing this shit to you rather than his hold. This had to be a dream. You looked dead into his eyes and pressed your hips a little farther up into his, nudging his cockhead a little more into you.

“Yes, daddy,” you mewled. “I understand.” He grinned at you and pecked your lips. “Good girl.” 

Then, slowly, he pushed in a little deeper until his entire head was inside of you. “Fuck!” he shouted followed by a gasp that fell from his open mouth. 

Your mouth opened wide too, eyes blow. “Katsuki!” you whined as the feeling of being stretched took over. He looked worried, stroking a hand over your cheek. “You good, babe?” he exhaled softly. “Not too much?” 

You shifted your hips, trying to get used to the feeling. “Just a stretch,” you confessed breathlessly. He grinned down at you, laughing. “Thanks.” You rolled your eyes at his stupid, adorable self. “Take as much time as you need,” he whispered gently to you, stilling his hips. “There’s no rush.” 

You thanked him with a kiss and let yourself relax, breathing through the feeling. He was definitely thicker and bigger than the other men you’d had, but the wetness of your pussy, the stimulation you added to your clit, and Bakugou’s deep, gravelly voice combined with his nasty words made you relax even more. Finally, you felt yourself adjust. “Okay,” you softly sighed. “I’m ready now. Just go slow.” 

Bakugou nodded. Slow he did go. He never went any faster than you wanted and always checked in with every inch he pushed into you. As he did, he rocked his hips slowly, allowing you time to get used to him. And fuck, were you used to it. The feeling of him slowly fucking you was intoxicating, the wet sounds of his cock slowly pounding your pussy making your toes curl.

“I-It feels good!” you mewled in pleasure. “Feels so, so good, Katsuki! You’re so…big…oh, my God…” 

Bakugou chuckled above you, his hands moving to press down into the mattress on either side of your head. “I didn’t even start really fucking you yet and you’re already going cross-eyed?” He scoffed at you, eyeing the pretty little whore that has replaced you taking his cock below him. “Fucking slut. I’m gonna have fun with you.” 

He began to go a little deeper, plunging into you, then pulling out to do it again. And again. And again. All this time, you’re rubbing your clit that squelches in delight as Bakugou continued to rail you. When he suddenly grabbed your legs and put them around his waist, you just about came right there. “That good to you, baby girl?” he growled to you. “Am I fucking you good?” 

“Y-Yes!” you gasped in time with his thrusts and the squeaking of your bedsprings underneath you. “So…oh, fuck!” Your mind was going blank, flashing white with the hot pleasure you felt. This shit had to be illegal. 

Especially the sounds Bakugou made above you as he stroked away, hips rolling just right into your core. He hooked his hands under your knees to get a better handle, “You feel so fucking good, Y/N,” he whined. “So tight and wet. So good taking my dick.” 

You cried out in response, pussy clenching around his cock at his words. Your hands gripped his shoulders, your nails digging into the skin of his back. You began to roll your hips into him, meeting his thrusts and hoping to take him deeper. He took this as a sign. “Faster?” he asked. You practically threw a fit, pleading with him to do it. “Yes, please!” you begged him, in near tears. “Go faster, daddy! Please fuck me!” 

Those words seemed to turn him into another person. Gone was the considerate, gentle, loving Katsuki you adored. Now in his place was a stranger–merciless and in control; dominant in every way. You squeaked as he began to thrust into your faster, nudging your clit even more than before as you kept rubbing, making you see stars. 

He leaned down, greedily kissing your lips, wet and sloppy, as he continued to pound into your sobbing-wet pussy. “Look at that pretty little pussy spread for me, stretchin’ around my big dick,” he dirtily growled against your lips. “No other man is gonna make you feel this way, you know that, right?” You whimpered, screwing your eyes tight. “But I won’t let ‘em. There’s gonna be no one else good enough for you but me.” 

His words. His dick. His scent. Him. All of him, was too much. Your orgasm rose before you even had a chance to sense it. It was just suddenly there, dawning on you like the morning sun. “Oh, my God, Katsuki!” you shouted deliriously, getting closer and closer to that edge again. “I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna–” 

Your voice cut off as your orgasm crashed over you like a wave. You came all over Bakugou’s cock with a loud moan that tore from your throat, signaling your joyous end. Bakugou never let up. Though he slowed down a bit to let you ride the wave, he never stopped fucking you, even as the sound of your wet pussy grew increasingly and embarrassingly loud. His eyes greedily drank in the way your pussy pulsed around his cock and how creamy his shaft became. 

He gripped your thighs against his waist as you finally came down from your high, breathing heavy and staring at him like he was an angel. You smiled at him, stroking his arms lovingly and humming in satisfaction. But he didn’t smile at you at all. He dark stare he drilled you with made you almost afraid. 

Suddenly, he pulled out of you, giving you a look at his hard dick coated in your cream. “Turn around and get on all fours,” he ordered. “Don’t make me repeat myself.” You blinked at him, surprised the suddenly switch of his personality. Regardless, you still hurried to position yourself to his liking on your jell-O legs. He smacked your ass harshly, making you squeak. “Hurry the fuck up,” he growled impatiently. 

You bit your lip to hide your excited smile as you planted your hands and knees into the mattress. You felt Bakugou behind you, his cock nudging your oversensitive clit. You bit your lip at the feeling, toes curling. “Move that ass around,” he growled. Heat traveled throughout your body as you arched your back and threw your ass around to his liking, winding your hips and causing his dick to slide against your clit more.

Bakugou sharply inhaled at the sight of you, urging you on more. “That’s it, mama. Do that just for me. Shit, I’d make it rain on you if I had my wallet on me.” You giggled, shivering at the feeling of his big, warm hand laying on your ass cheek. “Thank you, daddy,” you breathed, your voice reduced to a soft whisp. 

He leaned down and pressed his lips against your cheek as he softly slapped his dick against your pussy. Whimpers fell from your lips. His hand then crawled up your neck and gripped your throat, making you gasp. “Grip the sheets tight, babe,” he whispered to you, “‘cause I’m not gonna be gentle.” 

You smiled, arching your back more for him. You wanted this. You wanted him. “Don’t be. Fuck me up, baby.” With a growl and a smack on your ass, he gripped his cock and sheathed himself inside of you once more. He barely gave you time to adjust to being filled again before he was rocking his hips into you, dicking you all the way down. 

You mouth flew open as sparks of pleasure shot deep into you, your eyes rolling up to stare at the ceiling. “Oh, my God!” you practically screamed to the Lord above you, silently thanking him for this. 

Bakugou cackled down at your reaction, putting up his leg on the bed for better leverage as he gripped your hips, fingering digging into your flesh. “I told you I wouldn’t be gentle,” he grunted with each thrust, “but you just had to push it. You just love being a teasing little slut, don’t you, hm? You love pro Dynamight’s little slut.” 

He smacked your ass hard, the sharp sound cutting through the air. “Say it!” he hollered. “Tell me you like it!” Your head dropped to face the mattress, the feeling of him fucking you doggystyle too much. “I-I love it!” you whined aloud. “I love being yours!” 

One of his hands moved from your hips to grip your chin, forcing you to look up. He leaned forward, pressing his dick deeper into you. “Yeah, you do,” he breathlessly chuckled into your ear. “Yeah, you fuckin’ do. None of them extras can make you feel like this. No one could ever stroke that pretty pussy like me.” 

He fucked you just like that–deep and rough, never giving you any more than you could took. You took it all, so glad to be his. “No one!” you cried. “No one can fuck me like you do!” You knew it was true. No one could make you feel like this: so free and so unashamed. You wanted to be his slut. His baby girl. His toy. His everything. 

Your emotions got the best of you and you found yourself grinding yourself back into his cock, desperate for that third release of the night. “‘Bout to cum!” you sobbed. “Gonna cum again!” 

Bakugou fucked you faster, drilling into your pussy again and again, pushing you towards that finish line. “Cum again for me, baby!” he ordered you loudly, his voice bouncing off your bedroom walls. “I’ve fucking got you! Cum all over this dick!” 

You did. Fuck, you did. You came all over his dick the way he demanded you to, hard. This orgasm shook you, ripping your voice from your throat and causing your body to spasm uncontrollably against Bakugou’s hold. You could feel your cum drip down your thighs, probably messing up your comforter big time. But you didn’t give a fuck. That sedated feeling your orgasm gave you and the musky scent of Bakugou’s cologne didn’t allow you to. 

Exhausted, your arms gave you and you planted face first into your bed. Bakugou laughed as he slid out of you, causing you to whimper weakly. He hovered over you, pressing his lips to your ear. “Tired, baby?” he murmured softly to you, his hand soothingly stroking your back. You nodded wordlessly, body and pussy aching from the vigorous activity.

Then the man did a complete 180. “No, the fuck you’re not,” he growled. “Not yet.” Before you could question his motives, he was flipped your ass over, prying your legs apart, and settling between them. Your eyes widened at his still-hard dick now nudging at your clit and sensitive opening. How the fuck hadn’t he cum yet?! 

You couldn’t question it for long because he was sliding inside of you once more. As he did, he forced your legs and arms to wrap around him as his hands cupped your ass, fully sitting you down onto his cock as he straddled you. Your eyes widened and aa string of moans left your lips as he began to fuck you deep, hard, and rough into your mattress like he was trying hard to put a baby in you. 

Was Dynamight really folding your ass into a fucking mating press? 

His plump lips kissed all over your face as he fucked you silly, his big, muscular body pressing into you. “No one else, right?” he huffed, his breath fanning your face. “No other man can give you dick like this?”

He swallowed your words with his mouth, his wet lips and tongue moving sloppily over yours. “Say it, slut!” he growled against your lips. “Tell me whose you are! Who’s fucking you like this?” 

“Katsuki!” you screamed to the heavens, saying a silent apology to your neighbors for the noise. You were losing it now, tears dripping down your face and pussy spasming around his cock plummeting deeper and deeper into your wet depths. “Can’t…can’t do it! Too much!” 

“Goin’ dumb, honey?” he chuckled hotly. “Is my little baby goin’ stupid from this dick?” He leaned away from you and took your ankles into his hands, plunging into you deeper than you were sure was humanly possible. “Too bad. You’re gonna cum for me again. You can do it, babe. I know you can. You’re already takin’ this dick like a champ.” 

A sob left your lips, overwhelmed by the feeling and the sight of Bakugou. He was a picture of perfection; a wet dream carved by solid stone. Your hand went for his abs, his fingers lying flat on the planes of his toned stomach. You weren’t sure if you could cum again. Your pussy was crying, not sure either.

“Come on now,” he softly urged you. “Be a good girl and cum for me again. Last one, I promise…” He grunted, his face screwing up and triggering something inside of you. “‘Cause I’m about to cum too.” 

That seemed to do the trick because you felt that familiar knot begin to loosen for the fourth time tonight. Bakugou really was going to make you cum four times in a row. You gripped him close, wanting him to feel this moment, wanting to be closer, just as you felt yourself beginning to unravel once more. “Oh, God!” you cried. “Katuski! C-Cumming! I’m…I’m…” 

“Fuck, you just got so tight!” Bakugou raspily whined, drilling you desperately now. “I’m gonna cum too, baby. Cum so deep inside you…” You nodded frantically, bouncing in his arms as he bounced you up and down on his cock that swelled inside of you, hitting that spot again and again. “Do it!” you pleaded to him. “Cum for me, daddy! Make me yours and only yours! Please!” 

And then it happened: you came for the fourth time that night, seeing nothing but the universe and Bakugou’s eyes. Your cum sprayed and dripped all over him, flowing down his balls that finally emptied into you despite the rubber.

Strings of your name and shit, oh, my god, fuck, fuck, fuck fell from his luscious lips in the most delicious, orgasmic, raspy moans you’d ever heard as he came. He gripped your body to him like you were the most precious thing that existed. To him, you hoped you were.

You were seeing and feeling heaven for a moment, and even as it began to fade, you still held a piece of it as Bakugou slumped onto you but not enough to crush you. He rocked his hips a little slower before finally stilling, exhausted and coated in sweat. He breathed heavily against you, cradling you to him. You smiled into his shoulder, eyes fluttering shut. 

After what seemed like an eternity, Bakugou gave you one more feeble squeeze of your breast, finally slid out of you, and tossed the ruined condom in the trashcan beside your bed. After he carried you to the bathroom since you could barely walk and let you pee, he dug into the covers and helped you under them. You sighed as the cool sheets and soft mattress hit your clammy skin. Bakugou settled in next to you, one arm behind his head while the other wrapped around your waist.

“Shit,” he breathlessly chuckled. “You tuckered me out, girl. I haven’t cum that hard in a minute.” 

“Mmm…” you hummed tiredly, eyes fluttering shut. You leaned your head against his hard chest, the sound of his slowing heartbeat lulling you to sleep. “That was so nice.” 

Bakugou glanced at you, raising an eyebrow. “Just nice?” You would’ve said much more, but sleep was knocking at your door, demanding you open it. He seemed to notice you slipping away because he smiled down at you, chuckling softly. “Tired?” 

“Mmm…” You weren’t even sure if you answered him or not as your eyes got heavier and heavier. “Damn, I fucked you that good?” he cackled, his chest rumbling as he did. You smiled at the sound and at the feeling of his hand stroking your side. “Close your eyes, baby. Snuggle up tight against me.” 

You did so, wanting to be as close to him as possible. You didn’t want him to go. If this was just a dream, you were desperate to hang onto it. “That’s it,” he softly cooed, his voice becoming more muffled and distant the deeper you fell into sleep. “Get some rest. I’ll ask you again tomorrow when you wake up.” 

You slowly nodded and were suddenly knocked out, but not before feeling Bakugou’s lips kiss your forehead and the sound of his deep voice in your ear, whispering your name like a lullaby: 

“Goodnight, Y/N.” 

#my fingers hurt lmaooo #suki baby #bakugou x black reader #bnha smut #smutty smut #my works #my fic shit #black bnha #18+ fic #I'll show you uptight #black fanfic writer #black coded reader

[softavielovesithard]

PINNED POST. READ IT. BITCH. [In process of updating!!!!]

[Minors. Ageless blogs, blank blogs, and anyone discovered to be doing predator shit will be blocked (and reported, in a few of those cases]

Don't worry, I'm not gonna do that early tumblr thing where I type in all caps and call you a motherfucker every other sentence.

Hello, all! I'm Avie, a 31 year old nonbinary, switch, polyamorous, futchy dyke with raging AuDHD and Problematic Kinks ™️. This is a hard kink blog. Some of the contents *will* make you uncomfortable. And that's okay! If it's too much you can block me, I'm not worried about it. That being said, what you're not going to do is send me asks telling me that I'm a danger to "real lesbians' and you hope I get raped for real. Yeah, it's happened, and if you're someone who thinks that's okay to do, you need to take a long look in the mirror and ask yourself what the fuck is wrong with you. Kink is kink. Kinks between enthusiastically consenting adults are fine. If you can't handle that, don't call yourself kink positive, and don't enter kinky spaces because you're clearly not mature enough to be there.

Now that I've said that, let's jump into some of the kinks you'll find on this blog. Some of these I'd like to explore in a kink setting some day, others are strictly fantasy. Which is my business, don't assume:

Orientation play - Could be anything from being gay and trans to being ace, though I'm not into the "being fixed" flavor. Not into misgendering/detransition kinks.

CNC - soft and hard

Rape play

Ageplay

Age gaps (I like older people. Reminder that I'm *31* so like, 40+ is very hot to me)

Incest play (older brother, father, uncle, grandpa? Maybe?)

Forced to cheat (this is new and I'm still figuring it out)

Being made to enjoy forced stuff

Piss!!!

Breeding and creampies

Gentle, affectionate degradation/pet names

Public sex, especially on public transit and in nature

Intox play

Monsterfucking - werewolves, tentacles, and ghosts being the big ones, but not the only ones.

Size different/size queen shit

Fucked while on the phone

Fucked by customers (long-suffering retail worker), doctors, older friends/bosses, anyone who has some authority over me.

Autism-friendly play (see * on Hard No list)

As you can see, some decently hard shit. Again, if you don't like, just block me. Despite these kinks, I'm a pretty soft person. I like it when forcing me to feel pleasure and enjoyment in things I shouldn't is at the root of these kinks, not hate or degradation. So here is my list of shit I'm *not* into:

Harsh/mean degradation

Being called worthless, stupid, etc. Lovingly saying I'm going dumb from pleasure is okay.

Misogyny, patriarchy, white supremacy.

Cutting, bruising, face slapping, beating, choking, suffocation via head until water, burning/branding, knives or guns, genital mutilation...you get the picture. The only pain I'm into is the pain of an initial, too-big stretch, but even that needs to end in pleasure. I live with chronic pain, I don't want to deal with pain in kink, too.

Scat, vomit, spit, swallowing semen

Total loss of autonomy

* anything like being forced to look you in the eyes, sensory overstimulation, taking advantage of me during meltdowns, removing comfort items, making me eat/taste things I'm averse to.

Weight/food/ED stuff

Pregnancy! Pregnancy risk is hot, breeding is hot, but actual pregnancy kink toward me is a Hard No

Bloggers beware: pro-ana/pro-ed/fatphobic blogs will be blocked immediately

Basically, I like hard kinks coming from soft places. Is that a contradiction? I don't really think so.

I welcome and LOVE talking to others! I like being a slut! That being said:

I prefer asks over dms. I repeat, I PREFER ASKS OVER DMS.

Asks can be about anything! Scenarios, fantasies, questions, anything. Again, I like openly being a slut lol

If you dm me "hey," if we're talking and I'm doing all the work to maintain the convo, if you ask me for pics (I'll give them out if I feel like it, not on request), if you're younger than 25, if you violate my boundaries - depending on the situation I'll ignore/delete it or possibly block you.

You're allowed to send pics and vids at any point, no need to ask! Also in looove with piss gifs/videos, but if you're going to send me one (yes please) I'm begging you to drink water first. Hydrate, babes!

...okay, I think that's everything. Sorry for the long as fuck post! Once more, if it's clear you haven't read my pinned I'm gonna block you. You need to learn how to respect boundaries if you're going to do, well, anything in life, but especially being in kinky communities. If you can't even read one post, you don't belong here.

Have fun, send me naughty shit!!

~ Avie

[battle-subway-ghost]

Intro.

Never been good at introducing myself.

Call me Ghost. Or Paris, I don't really care. Ghost's been an alias for a few years now, so do whatever you want with that.

I used to fight in the Battle Subway, so if you're from Unova and frequent it you probably know me from there. Unfortunately I moved to Galar a bit ago, so that's done now.

If you think you recognize me, firstly no you don't. I keep my face private for a reason. Secondly, don't come up to me if you aren't looking to have a battle. Not gonna force you but I don't like talking to strangers outside of that.

Yeah so my horse accidentally posted a video of me getting attacked by my rival's Froslass. So my face is kinda out there now. Don't fucking harass me or shit like that, don't be a weirdo. (and no, this doesnt mean ill be posting pictures of myself. Don't ask.)

(and for the love of arc don't try taking a picture of me. Some people have been trying that lately, and not a single time has it actually been me. Stop being weird and taking photos of random men with blue hair. I'm not recognizable.)

My team however, is a lot more recognizable than I am. Speaking of, it'd be pretty rude not to introduce them.

Full team of 6, I know, but that's not all, I've got 3 more non-battling Pokemon.

Cheri the Rattata, Joe the Rattata, and Bean the (albino) Alolan Rattata. I'll probably be posting about them quite a bit, they're my babies after all.

Oh, I also have a Weedle now. His name's Grungle. Training him to be a battler so far, we'll see how it goes.

I don't have much else to say. I've got battle strategy tips but most of what I know is specific to my tastes, so dont expect much.

Hello! This is the OOC part of the introduction >:) I follow from @act11as! Muse is an adult, mod is a minor, don't be weird, etc.

Please note the blanket unreality warning in the description, I do not tag #unreality to avoid flooding the tag, but I do try to tag all non-out of character posts with #pkmn irl in case you need to block things from your dashboard at times! On that same note, OOC posts will be tagged as such, and I will mark them with green text (though often not past the first line, because it can be grating to look at after a while)

All trigger warnings will be tagged as "[word] tw" for the sake of consistency. And if I forget to tag something, please shoot me a dm or an ask!

Additionally: Please note that I am autistic and very chronically ill. I may have to end things earlier than they were planned to be because I just suddenly had a flare-up, and I often misinterpret/forget things, o7 please feel free to remind/correct me if I do!

-

Guidelines? I guess?

Literally any kind of pokemon irl blog can interact! Sentient pokemon, eebydeebies, evil teams, whatever. I'm chill with anyone, though the muse may not be, keep this in mind. If you want to do something, send me a dm! I'm more than happy to discuss things ^^

IN CHARACTER anon hate, be it just being an ass, homophobia, etc. etc. are perfectly fine. Note that I probably wont respond to all, especially if it seems to go a bit too far. (same vein: Feel free to start arguments with him if you want. It's always fun to write him angry <3)

^ Additionally, feel free to harass him for the bit. Just for funsies. I love playing into it if you can't tell!

PARIS CAN AND WILL BE AN UNRELIABLE NARRATOR. Do not believe everything he says at face value, he often lacks information or will just full on lie.

Extra:

Pelipper Mail, un-mail, and Malice are always open! Feel free to torment this guy whenever you so please. (links go to the source posts for all 3 lol)

Musharna mail, (sending dreams) and Musharna malice (sending nightmares) are always on! Once again feel free to torment this guy.

Magic anons are usually off, unless I specifically specify otherwise!

Some organizational tags:

#[nickname] the [pokemon] - Most posts about Paris' pokemon should be tagged like this.

#rival tag - Tag for posts mentioning/about Paris' rival. (rival?)

#mylah tag - Tag used for @/tinkatinktrain- who was formerly anonymous.

#bluebird anon/bluebird tag - Tag used for @/blu3b1rdsss, similar situation to the above.

Lore? I guess?

#A Frosty Reception / #A Frosty Reception 2.0 - Takeovers of one of Paris' childhood friends. done twice because I kept getting sick :(

#Gone Fishing Arc - Paris fucked off into the woods and almost never returned! Good look into his character.

#Kicked to Kanto - Smaller thing, what it says on the tin.

#Team Fauna - Inconsistently tagged, but should have the vital bits in the general area? (Check "Cult tw" if otherwise). Paris goes undercover in a cult. He's very smart.

Anddd for music lovers- Here is his playlist.

#pkmn irl #pinned #// original to this was made in June/July (i forget) of 2023. I've just remade the post entirely since then #// The trainer card profile for the mons is a placeholder I do want to do something custom again #// but also this has been in my drafts for over 2 weeks I've been waiting to post it. so here we go

[bitchwholikesshitposting]

Heyo!!! pinned post time yippeeeee

(definitely do NOT check my #bitchart tag and reblog literally every single one of my drawings haha that would be terrrrible wowwww)

(Also DEFINITELY do not go follow @askthewheatleyverse and send me a million asks nooooo)

❗DISCLAIMER ❗

This intro might be changed and/or outdated at any point. I am a teenager and still figuring myself out. This is literally the identity crisis stage of life. Dont be alarmed if Im completely different tomorrow pls :)

My name is Bitch, and you can't stop me. :) (Alternate names include Gunnar, Demonic and Static)

I am a minor. I can interact with adults but like. don't. be a creep, the block and report button is there for a reason bud

NSFW accounts are unwelcome. get out pls :D

Bisexual and has a VERY fucked up gender. What's my gender? WHO KNOWS BITCH IT SURE IS IN EXISTANCE

I can draw. Sometimes. And also write. S. Sometimes not really

I like to like. Write up media analyses however you say it and reviews so watch out for those. I'm not like a professional critic or anything though. I just have a lot of thoughts about silly funne robors

I'll probably post a lot of stuff about my OCs, they'll be tagged and shit but watch out for THOSE absolute jumpscares. And also maybe interact and reblog anf gib your thoughts too because that'd be very encouraging and wowowo,,,

Wheatley not stupid truther. Have a. Lot of thoughts about that but I'm gonna keep them to myself so I don't get mauled

We're a system, I'm gonna be the main one posting on here but if there's ever anybody else we'll tag them!! :)

WE DO NOT ACCEPT CRINGE CULTURE HERE. FUCK YOU DRAWS FURRY ART DRAWS FURRY ART DRAWS FURRY ART

Pronoun list: He/It/They/Terror/Flame/Wheat/Burn/Bit/Gear/Vil/Claw/Cloud/Corrupt/Devil/Creature/Dae/Death/Fright, probably more. Use whatever you want i don't have prefs mostly

Interests list: Portal 2 (biggest interest, very important to me!!!), FNAF, The Sun And Moon Show, Bendy, Inscryption/The Hex/Pony Island, Spiderverse, Phoenix Wright (have only gotten through the first game so far, working on the second), TAWOG, Among us (i am aware of how funny that is), HLVRAI/RTVS, Team Fortress 2, Garten Of Banban (fuck the euphoric brothers), Adventure Time, Tattletail, and Billie Bust Up!

Weird brain things I have: Autism, ADHD, Anxiety, Depression, DID, RSD, Misophonia, the point is my brain said fuck you and gave me every disorder known to man. I might also have BPD, but I am not sure yet and need to look into it more.

Anyways come hang out with me if you feel like you're ready for the torment

(You can also check out my A03 here. They’re just for funsies and writing practice :) )

#time to tag 50 million different fucking fandoms dear god- #portal #portal 2 #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf: sb #fnaf security breach #security breach #tsams #the sun and moon show #bendy #BATIM #BATDR #bendy and the ink machine #bendy and the dark revival #inscryption #the hex #pony island #spiderverse #spiderman #spiderman into the spiderverse #spiderman across the spiderverse #phoenix wright #phoenix wright ace attorney #ace attorney #tawog #the amazing world of gumball

[villains4hire]

Blog Revamp.

//Going forward while I'll tell I want to stop talking, I'm going to be less talkative about it and just say it and then do it and then block. I'll give a vague idea of why I'm doing this, as I'm ceasing ooc interaction to some degree but not entirely. Triggering content below and I guess drama? I'm not going to name drop. You can skip the context and simply head to my new disclaimer called 'This is the low bar before my rules, if you trip it. You're gone and I may confront you'.

//Last night I blocked 4 ppl, 1 of which whom was the main offender and not involving the other group of 3 had been involved and I will not be saying what happened other than the main guy as it was bad enough to do what needed to be done to keep myself safe, while the main guy involved had been doing weird stuff in the bg with other muns against their wishes or interests that involved underage stuff then p much admitting to me privately while also being pretty dis-genuine to me for our end convo and in general for the good faith I had for them and speaking good of their character, but them basically admitting 'It's not like I advocate for this in real life' that ended in me telling them to fuck off as if it was my opinion or something? Bc this guy kept doing weird shit to involve ppl or getting outwardly handsy in a way not okay without asking with his adult characters toward minor characters or making weird ass commentary.

//The other 3 I will not be saying anything on, these people while I disagree with them in some aspects, I still needed to take action to protect myself. But I do care about them, but my self-preservation will always take priority bc being trans is death by association to me for a p bad topic. I don't care who you are to me, at that point I have to react, I can't say I didn't know, it obligates me to take action. And even morally I can't really stand with it or risk it.

//The resulting aftermath just left me incredibly drained even if I wasn't outwardly upset or raging or something, then I went numb emotionally and began trembling violently for some reason and I didn't really understand what was happening to me. I just laid down light-headed as it got worse and worse and eventually it stopped. I couldn't feel emotion or really was even sad, or know what that was but it was enough to me to realize I need to just set some hard limits down which I thought was pretty clear but I guess not.

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This is the low bar before my rules, if you trip it. You're gone and I may confront you:

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You're a proshipper or friend or otherwise of one of some kind involving pedophilia or rape porn or noncon ship or adult x child/teenager ship. I don't care how light it is, I can't associate with it, everything shipwise is 18+ for me. I won't go after people simply for interacting with people without knowing but I'm not obligated to say anything. This is tiring, so yeah, sorry if you end up finding out the hard way for anyone.

You openly or privately reference sexual content to my characters involving other characters that are minors.

You try to start drama with me that doesn't involve hard-hitting topics such as what's mentioned above or bigotry or try to drag me into drama I'm not apart of. If I know you on discord and talk with you frequently or have in the past, it's fine to vent about drama but always prepare me for the topic before going in so I have subtext beforehand of what it's about.

You have a political or religious agenda with me and try to talk politics with me, I don't care if people mention it or talk about it on dash. Discord friends are exempt from this but I will say that leaning too deeply to one side will make me block you probably.

You spam me too much other than for rps and I don't have you added on discord. Discord is my main chat program, just come in, ask for an rp, plot with me then we can rp, banter a little maybe and be done with the convo. This one I give a proper warning for before doing something.

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This is my main disclaimer up above now. It pretty much has replaced many of my other disclaimers that I'm pretty much whatever to anyway at this point.

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I am here to have fun and make my friends and girlfriends happy and feel safe and loved. Involving me potentially into dangerous shit whether it's an opinion, your fetish or otherwise that could seriously harm me if it came to my association with you to me being pursued irl for identity wise is just not worth it to me or considering my well-being. You're not obligated to care but neither am I, this goes toward more than just one person. I would say in the past week I've also dealt with a few ppl that approached me that also turned out to be into rape or something.

So rn I'm going to be a bit grumpy now for for the next few days for what I'm starting to feel but I'll be fine within three days or so, consider this a warning if dming me on tumblr but not discord.

#ooc #tbd #psa #//if u want to unfollow that's fine. i'm getting to replies now and maybe try to get back into gear

[jestanotherclown]

The Rules Of Engagement Are Really Quite Simple

Absolutely no minors allowed. Helluva Boss/ Hazbin Hotel are adult shows so you must be at least 18 to interact. Minors will be blocked on sight and if you don't have your age in your bio or somewhere on your blog(s), I'm going to assume you're a kid and you'll be blocked. Mun is 21+

Mutuals Only please. I will answer questions and converse with non-moots but no threads.

Do not reblog/ comment/ interact on shit you're not apart of. This is one of the quickest ways to get yourself blocked from my blog.

Do not bug me about replies. If I forgot to answer, remind me after a week. Tumblr probably ate it or I'm stuck/don't have muse. Send it to me if I don't respond in a week.

Give me something to work with if you ask to plot/play with me. If I can't work with what you gave me, I'll let you know and if you still don't give me something to work with, I'm ignoring you. I'm not begging anyone to cooperate with me. And if you keep giving me shit I can't do anything with, I'm blocking you. End of story.

If I block you, don't come to another blog of mine and ask why. I don't owe you an explanation. If I block you, it means DNI with me anymore.

Don't Godmod, Spotlight, metagame or anything else like that.

If you ask to plot/play with me, please have basic knowledge of the RPC and how it works. If you ask to RP, I'm going to assume you know what you're doing.

Plotting with OCs is absolutely mandatory. Especially if I don't know your character well. Don't just throw your character at me and expect me to know how to respond. Plot with me first.

Plotting is preferred in general but not required outside of OC interactions.

Fizzarolli is GAY. He's canonically with Asmodeus but is open for shipping with MALE CHARACTERS ONLY. Do. Not. Force. Your. FEMALE. Muses on him. I have had this problem on my Angel blog and I will not put up with it anymore.

Don't steal my starters. Point blank period.

Do not spam like my open starters. Respond to it. That's what they're there for.

NON RP BLOGS ( UNLESS YOU'RE A MAIN FOR AN RP SIDEBLOG), BLANK BLOGS AND PORN BLOGS ARE UNWELCOME HERE.

Don't be afraid to talk to me OOC. If I come across as mean, I apologize but I am very tired of my rules being disrespected so I'm over clarifying for the people in the back. Feel free to chat with me, I promise I don't bite. Fizz might though 😜

Mun does not equal muse. Remember that.

I cannot and will not write with those that write in first person, chat style or script style RP. I can't respond to it and it's just a general pet peeve of mine. Please don't write this way if you plan on playing with me. I will not interact with you if you do.

READ MY RULES BEFORE INTERACTING WITH ME FOR FUCK'S SAKE! I don't put these here for the ✨ Aesthetic ✨

Send in one of my rules as a password if you read and understood this post

#🃏Rules Of Engagement 🎪| Rules #😈 this is where you let go 🤡| ooc #🎪in the center of the ring 🎶| mun speaks

[kaythefloppa]

Hi.

Can't believe I've been on Tumblr for almost 2 years with no introduction pin:

Hi! My name is Kanyanta, though you can call me Kay if you can't properly pronounce/spell my name!

My pronouns are he/him. I'm 16 years old (4/272006)

As you can probably see with my profile and most of my posts, my account is primarily centered around the animated series Wild Kratts, whether it'd be shit-posts, analysis, discussions, or regular fixating on the series. Not every post will be WK related, as I've often posted under Tangled, Lion King, MLP, and ToH tags..

In the Lion King fandom, I am currently writing a fanfiction titled Roar Towards the Future that picks up after the events of The Lion Guard’s 3rd season. You can see the masterpost organizing the chapters here.

I don't regularly do art-work because I'm not talented at it... at all. If I feel interested in doing so, I'll probably post it but I don't do NSFW art-work.

If you want to know me by my other socials, or see the link to my full BFY/DNI list, click on the linktree.

Before You Follow:

I don’t do art requests, commissions, or art trades. Don’t force me to create artwork because there's a good chance I'll say "no" and if I have to say it more than once, there's an even higher chance you will be blocked. Please understand my boundaries and know that I am indeed NOT infantilizing myself by pointing out the fact that I am indeed a minor when I am uncomfortable with your behavior, especially if you are an adult and/or your behavior towards me falls under the umbrella of toxicity and abuse.

I don’t do RP. Ever

I have several hobbies outside of the Internet. I don’t respond to DM’s right away, and my personal life interferes with my ability to get shit done or be online. Please understand that I will try to communicate as much as possible

Despite the older MLP content you might find on my platforms, as well as some MLP content creators that I follow or am followed by, it should be noted that as of mid-2022, I am no longer a brony or in the brony fandom. This is due to the numerous traumatic encounters I’ve had with several individuals in the fandom — of varying platform size and popularity —over the course of this decade that has come to a severe detriment to my mental health and lifestyle. Any and all MLP-related projects like my audio drama have been indefinitely canceled with 0 hope for any revival and I won't be making any more content based around it or G5. People who choose to interact with me that are in the MLP fandom are free to do so but keep my criteria in mind because I will take it seriously.

A good amount of my content is LGBTQIA + related. If that is something you do not want to interact with, then go somewhere else. Do not make it my, or anyone else’s problem.

I am multifandom, and I’ll often follow for fandom content or other reasons. I have a Discord server, but if you want the link, you can DM me or go into my link-tree. Hopefully, the server will hopefully be less dead than it already is.

I have self-diagnosed myself as neurodivergent on the autistic spectrum and having ADHD  [which explains so fucking much ngl]. I can sometimes have trouble reading the room, so if it’s applicable, please use tone indicators. Examples here!

Respect. My. Boundaries. My criteria list is not to be used as a tool or means to extort or threaten anyone, myself very much included. Attempting to force or blackmail me to remove you from the DNI list against my consent is a violation of my boundaries, and you will receive a hard block and report. This goes to anyone who condones or defends these people's notions.

DNI/DNF:

you fall under basic dni criteria: homophobic, xenophobic, racist, sexist, misogynist/misandronist, abusive etc

you are a proshipper, or support proshippers (people who ship incest, pedophillia, zoophillia, SA, abuse ships in general, queer erasure pairings [ex. lesbian x male]) - For example, Krattcest, Cassarian, Catrime, Hunter x Amity, ect..

you claim to be a pedophile, zoophile, or necrophile (or support them). It is not MY problem if YOU fall under those categories.

you’re conservative. Sorry!!

you are against callout posts and bewares

you don’t support BLM, SAH, or any movement to empower racial/ethnic minorities.

If you’re against pronouns or make fun of them, including neos

You are against xenogenders or make fun of them

you think blackwashing is a thing/are pro-whitewashing/

You are a DSMP/Dream fan (fr, please don’t. Idc if you consider yourself a “good one”) /srs

you defend Tribbleofdoom after the evidence that has been raised against her.

you’re bi-lesbian, support bi-lesbians, or support lesbiphobic/bi phobic ideals

If you are against women’s rights to have abortions.

If you are, associate with, and/or condone the actions of the people listed on my blacklist on my full BYF/DNI. Additionally, if you are on my blacklist,

Anyways, goodnight.

#pinned blog #introduction post #tumblr #dni list #byf #pinned post #pinned message #2022 #blacklist #blog intro #introductory post #2023

[brett-is-afraid]

what's your experience with rpf to create trauma??

So, the tldr of it is that I had people write rpf of me (and the trauma I experienced as a child) when I was a minor (less than 16) and send it directly to me. They harassed me with it and would create new accounts to do so.

I'll explain everything more under the cut.

Massive trigger warning for sexual abuse of a child, harassment, stalking, incest, rape, suicide baiting, mentions of abortions, transphobia/misgendering, and generally people just being fucking awful??

I'll section off the part that's extremely graphic (this is the part where I get into the details of what was actually said/done explicitly) so you can avoid it. It has bold red letters telling you when it starts and finishes.

But like, this is not light. Please don't read further if you're bothered by this kind of stuff. But do keep in mind that I've healed a lot from this experience now.

So, I have a lot of trauma from my childhood. Both sexually and just generally.

I've never really gone into details about it online because frankly I just don't want to.

But when I was about 14, I was having a really difficult time with school and my real life. So, I decided to make a Tumblr account to connect with other people. (Worst idea ever, tbh. don't have a tumblr when you're 14 lol /hj)

I'd shared some of what had happened to me in anti circles because I used to be an anti. I was never telling anybody to kill themselves or anything like that, but I made TONS of posts talking about how toxic a certain ship was and anyone who defended it was weird and creepy.

I was generally very accepted within the anti circles and I got a lot of support for my sexual abuse.

However. At the age of about 15, I switched sides. I'd always liked ships that were also problematic, so I found it easy to kind of realize that "hey what I'm doing is shitty."

And that's when the issues started.

I was 15 years old with unfiltered access to the internet. And like a lot of 15 year olds, I did a lot of stupid shit.

But mainly, I was just very vocally pro ship. I'd reblog antis posts and tell them off. I'd make tons of posts of my own. I was just generally very open and very vocal. I was very, very argumentative. Like most teenagers with trauma online are.

I would often clap back at antis who compared fiction to csa and go "well I'm a victim of csa and I'm using it to cope" and "don't compare fictional content to actual sexual abuse."

And this is where stuff kinda got bad.

A bunch of antis, some of them being people I used to be friends with, started making callout posts about me.

And in these posts, they pointed out I had experienced sexual abuse as a child. And some details got leaked. Nothing major, just the ages I was when that kind of stuff started happening, but it was still part of my trauma that got shared without my consent.

And this is when stuff really started to get bad.

At some point when I was 15, I pissed off an adult so badly that they began harassing and stalking my account. They'd send me tons of hate messages and anons. They'd make new accounts to send me more if I blocked them.

Some of these things would be "stories" they wrote about me being abused and would then send directly to me.

People, for lack of a better word, wrote rpf of my real life trauma when I was 15 years old and sent it to me. They'd write paragraphs of "stories" where I was experiencing sexual trauma, sometimes where I was enjoying what was happening to me. And they'd ask if they got it right or if I enjoyed what they wrote. A lot of times they'd say "well she must like what I wrote cause she likes to write that kinda shit."

At the time, I didn't write or engage with rpf. I was a pro shipper in regular fictional fandoms, so this wasn't even an argument.

I dealt with a loooot of transphobia back then.

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In these messages, they'd tell me to kill myself a lot. And would detail how they thought I should do it. They'd send me gore and self-harm pics. To the point where I wouldn't even look at my messages anymore.

They also told me that I deserved my sexual abuse and they'd speculate on what had actually happened. They'd speculate on who had sexually abused me and what exactly they did.

Their favorite was writing short stories (a few paragraphs in length usually) where they'd go into detail about various male figures in my life abusing me in graphic detail. And enjoying it.

They'd send me messages where they'd discuss that I "probably liked" the abuse and that's why I was pro ship.

One thing I remember stuck out in particular to me was a time when I received a message where they told me they hoped I got raped so much that I needed to keep getting abortions and it "ruined my body."

After that, I received plenty of messages where they said that I probably already had. And that they hoped it kept happening to me.

I also remember that I was told a lot, "you seem like one of those kids whose dad's used their cock as a pacifier." Like, messages like this happened A LOT. I don't know what it is that made people cling to that sentiment, but they loved it. They'd switch out 'dad' for various other male figures and would change up the statement a little. But they were in the same vein.

Like I said before, a lot of people would just speculate on the details of what happened to me too and treat it like it was some funny game.

And keep in mind, a lot of different people made posts about/towards me. This wasn't just an isolated incident.

Not all of them were as severe, but I got tagged in posts telling me to kill myself, tagged in self-harm/gore a lot.

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It came to a point when a person made a tumblr account where they....I guess impersonated me? It was like a mix between impersonation and parody.

They used my username at the time, just changing one word out to make it more graphic. (So, if my username was something like foxlikebox, they changed it to foxlikecocks. This was not it, this is just an example.)

And they did their bio to make it seem like they were me. And they'd post all kinds of horrible stuff "as me." (Reminder, I was like 15 years old at the time.)

They'd also screenshot ALL of my posts that they could and they'd crop/edit them to be something bad. They'd constantly reblog my posts and do this kind of thing too. But most the time, it was them screenshotting it to make it seem like I'd said something bad.

I don't remember exactly how it stopped, but one day, it did. I've since deleted that account and any traces of it. And I hope I never have to deal with that again.

Having been through that, it always feels a little ridiculous when people hit me with "well what if people were writing smut about you" because people WERE. People were writing absolutely vile stuff about me. When I was 15 years old. And I still support rpf to this day because I think it's fine as long as you're not sending that type of content to the person. (And obviously not genuinely wishing them harm, ofc.)

#brett speaks #asks #anon #i'm sure ive forgotten some parts of what happened #but this is the major gist of it

[xsage-writingx]

Breaking the Rules Chapter 5

Author’s Note: Chapter 5 and we get more interactions with different people! I know I say this on all of my posts but people don't seem to listen and I've ended up blocking people already. So, I guess I'll say it again, I will am checking bio's, for everyone's safety. If I don't see anything that is noting that you are over 18 years old, I will have to block you. I know some chapters are tame but just to be safe I need to do this.

Once again, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

Warnings: Bullying, Adult Language (if I missed anything, please let me know)

Masterlist

** I do not condone the copying and reposting of my work. If I find that it is being done I will delete everything and cease writing.**

ALSO: I gave the one Hellfire/Corroded Coffin member the name "Matty" as I couldn't find anything for him other than "Freak 1". If there is a different name than what other's prefer, please let me know!

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The rest of the weekend was quiet. Eddie had practice with the band Saturday night and I had to do my weekend homework on Sunday. It wasn’t until Monday morning, when Eddie picked me up for school, did we see each other again. I wasn’t sure what I was expecting when he pulled up to the curb. But it still surprised me to see him waiting at the open passenger door. When I met him at the van, he reached out and pulled me in for a kiss.

My lips met his, and at first my eyes were wide, completely motionless. But after a moment my eyes closed softly and I pressed my body into his. I hummed into the kiss and found my arms had moved to curl around his neck.

He pulled away from the kiss, but left his forehead pressed to mine. “Good morning to you too, princess.” He gave me a little squeeze. “I missed you.”

“It was barely a day and a half,” I said as I pulled away from him and moved to get into the van.

He stopped me and pulled me back into his arms. “Are you saying that you didn’t miss me?”

I sighed and said, “Of course, I missed you. But you made it sound that we haven’t seen each other in a week.” He hummed as he brought his face closer to mine, ready to kiss me again. “What’s going to happen if one of us as to take a trip?”

“Well, I’m not going on any vacations and I’ll just follow you anywhere you go.” He said it so matter-of-factly, like it was the simplest solution and how silly of me not to think of it.

I laughed as I ducked under his arms and got into my seat. “Come on, handsome, we have to get to school.” Eddie sprung forward and placed a peck on my lips before he closed the door and ran over to get into the driver’s seat. We drove with the music on down the road, but as we got to the first turn off my road, reality tickled the recesses of my mind. I turned down the music and said, “So, the Freshman know about us. Chrissy knows about us. Do we just say ‘fuck it’ and act like every other couple at Hawkins?” I picked at the hem of my jacket and continued, “I mean, that’s completely up to you. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

Eddie’s hand squeezed my knee, it pulled my attention from the hem of my jacket to his eyes that darted between the road and me. “I want to yell from the rooftops that we’re dating. I couldn’t give a shit less about what they think.”

I smiled over to him, then said, “Alright and should we say something directly to our friends?”

Eddie grinned and said, “Oh, don’t you worry about Hellfire. I have that under control.” I nodded as we pulled into the school parking lot. One less thing for me to worry about.

We got out of the van and the only change from how we had walked into school for the past month was that Eddie’s arm was slung over my shoulders. No one stared, no one called to us, and no one approached us. I thought that, maybe, spending every day at school made people not care that we were seen together, even if the change between us was monumental for us. Regardless, I felt the tension drip away from me as we continued through the parking lot. Even as we passed Jason’s car, I wouldn’t have looked if a brilliant smile hadn’t caught my eyes.

I looked over to see Chrissy beaming. When our eyes met, she held up two thumbs then turned back to the group before anyone noticed her looking our way. Eddie leaned over and asked, “What was that about?”

I looked up to his curious eyes and said, “I told you; she was super nice when we ran into each other in the bathroom on Saturday.” I leaned up and kissed his cheek. “Maybe we over thought all this and people really don’t give a shit. I mean, you stand on the lunch tables, for gods sake. Us dating, probably, will go unnoticed.”

He grinned and squeezed my shoulders in his arm. “You just want to see the best in people, don’t you?”

I shrugged. “I’m just hopeful.”

We walked through the double doors and at the senior hall of lockers Eddie went to his while I turned and went to mine. As I approached my locker, I saw a crowd of people. They seemed to have been laughing and I groaned as I hoped that some kid didn’t leave milk in their locker over the weekend, the smell having caused the scene. However, as I neared, I realized that the commotion wasn’t just near my locker, it was at my locker.

My heart jumped to my throat and I felt my knees shake. Painted diagonally across the entire locker-face was the phrase: Freak’s Slut in bright red. As I approached, the laughing faces turned to me. I swallowed my humiliation and forced every other emotion down until only anger coursed through my body.

I was nearly vibrating by the time I faced my locker and at the corner of “t” in slut I scratched my nail on the paint. It chipped under the scratch, cheap acrylic paint. I turned on my heel and stalked back out to the parking lot. I barely noticed Eddie on his way back to me.

The stares followed me along my rampage through the parked cars until I saw the group of letterman jackets. “Hey assholes,” I shouted.

Every face turned to me; the at-ease smiles turned maniacal at my approach. Jason stood in the middle of his group; they all had their hands tucked into their pockets, the picture of ease on a Monday morning. I forced a wild smile to my face as I stopped before them.

“That was such a funny joke,” I said as I looked between each guy at least a foot taller than me. “I wonder, though, who was the artist? I would love to give my compliments.”

Chrissy tugged at Jason’s sleeve as she tried to ask what was going on. Jason just tucked her further behind him. “We don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Yes, you do, I thought but I simply said, “Well, that’s too damn bad.” I looked between them all until my eyes caught on the sleeve of Chance’s letterman. A smudge of bright red stained the white. Slowly, I walked up to Chance. The gathered crowd behind me went dead silent, and even the air hung with baited breath. I pinched the red spot and said, “Missed a spot, Bob Ross.”

I turned to begin walking back to the school but there was just enough anger left in me. I turned back to half face them again and said, “Oh, and Chance? Use a little bit of Dawn dish soap, cold water, and a wash cloth. Dab, don’t rub. It’ll only make it stain if you rub.” I winked, clicked my cheek and have him a finger-gun, then turned back to the school.

The entire audience that gathered “ooh”ed at my parting comment. Eddie stood at the front of the crowd, waiting for me to come back. Something dark shone in his eyes, but when he looked down to me it was replaced with an unnatural calm. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and tucked me close to him. The crowd before us parted and I had to remind myself to keep putting one foot in front of the other as the adrenalin faded.

The entire Hellfire Club, except Lucas, spent lunch with me at my locker while I cleaned the metal of the red paint. They all went in order of how awful the jocks were and that it was cool that we were together. Eddie offered to help with the scrubbing but I turned him down. Whether it was pride or a way to keep the anger down, I wasn’t sure.

Every now and then, Eddie would reach over and pop a mini-pretzel in my mouth. I was on the last letter when I leaned back on my heels and said, “Well, at least we didn’t have to have some awkward talk with you guys about us dating.”

The guys all started to laugh.

“I was actually going to announce it at lunch,” Eddie said casually. Everyone, myself included, looked over to him to elaborate. “It’s been a while since I got on my soapbox - .”

“Got on a table, you mean,” Gareth said between bites of a very sloppy joe.

Everyone laughed and Eddie laughed sarcastically, then said, “As a matter of fact, yes. I had planned to stand on that table.” He stood from his place next to me. “I would have gotten the entire cafeteria’s attention.” He cleared his throat as if he was playing out his plan in the hall for us. “I would have reached out a hand to our lovely lady,” he reached out his hand to me.

I took it, giggles escaped me as he pulled me up with him. He held me as if we were about to tango when he continued, “Then I would have announced, ‘Here ye, here ye! I would like to announce that this stunning woman has agreed to date me! So, if you have any lingering ideas of trying to snatch her up, you can put them to rest before I do it for you!’ Then I would have spun you around,” at that he spun me into a dip. “Then I would have - .”

Every boy in the hall began to yell, “No,” as Eddie tried to lean in for a kiss. We had all been laughing so hard that we didn’t see a figure make their way down the hall and stand just outside of our group.

There was a soft cough to get our attention. Eddie pulled me back up to an upright position, but tucked me carefully under his arm. Chrissy Cunningham stood just outside our group, arms wrapped around herself and the toe of her perfect tennis shoe rubbed against the tiled floor.

“Hey,” she said softly, “I was just wondering if I could talk to Becky really quick.”

The boys all looked to me and I leaned up to place a quick kiss on Eddie’s cheek. I turned back to Chrissy and said, “Yeah, sure.”

She nodded quickly and we made our way just down the hall and out of earshot of the boys. We both leaned against the lockers, shoulder to shoulder, out of the corner of my eye I noticed that Eddie had taken up scrubbing the last letter off my locker. Dustin must have said something and Eddie chucked the rag at him. I laughed as I turned back to Chrissy and she was looking at me with glistening eyes.

I turned fully towards her and asked, “Whoa, are you ok?” She sniffled and went to rub the tear that was threatened to escape her eye. “Wait right there,” I said gently and took a tissue out of my back pocket that I had stored there at the start of the period in case I started crying while I cleaned my locker. Thankfully, with all the boys there, I had only laughed and the tissues went unused. I dabbed the tissue at the corner of her eye and said quietly, “If you rub, you’ll have a red spot. You should know that.” I leaned back with smile,

“Why are you being nice to me? I came to apologize to you,” she said as another tear threatened to take the place of the one I had just dabbed away.

I handed her the tissue and said, “I’m nice to you, Chrissy, because you have done nothing against me.” I leaned back against the lockers with her. “You have only ever been nice to me.”

“Yes, but Jason and the other guys on the team have been awful to you and Eddie.” She dabbed another tear. “They have made you feel uncomfortable and that’s not ok.”

I shrugged and said, “Chrissy, this isn’t the first time that I’ve had to deal with jerks. But it is the first time that I’ve had friends to help me through it.” I looked back at the group by my locker now flicking soapy water at each other.

She laughed as she looked at them too. “Why have you had to deal with jerks before? You’re so pretty.”

I looked back to her and it was true confusion in her eyes. “Well, when you have a smart mouth, dorky interests, and you’re a military brat… you’re only cool on your first move.” Chrissy laughed and tabbed her eyes again. “But I meant what I said on Saturday. I would love to still hang out some time, if you still want to that is.” I looked over my shoulder to the boys as Eddie wrestled Mike to the ground. “I’m drowning in testosterone over there.”

Chrissy was giggling as she watched the show unfold. “Do they do this a lot?”

“Oh yes, and you wouldn’t believe who the instigator is.” We both laughed as I took out a pen and little notebook from my other back-pocket. I jotted down my phone number and tore out the page. Chrissy took it with tentative fingers.

“May I?” She pointed to the pen still in my hand. I handed it over and on the lower half of the page she jotted down her number, tore the page in half, and handed me her number. “I would love to hang out some time.” She tucked the half piece of paper in her pocket and said, “Well, I should probably get going. They think I’m in the bathroom.”

I nodded and said, “If you ever want to talk, just give me a call.” I reached out my arms with a shrug. It was like watching someone cut the strings of a marionet, tension eased from her shoulders and with a tentative step Chrissy hugged me.

“Thank you, Becky,” she said when she pulled away.

“Chrissy, we just hugged. I think it’s safe to say you can call me ‘Beck’ like all my other friends.”

A true, unfiltered smile broke across her face. “Thank you, Beck.” She backed up down the hall and she patted her pocket as she said, “I’ll call you.”

I waved just as she was about to turn. Chrissy returned my wave then skittered around the corner back to the cafeteria. I walked back to the group. The wrestling had paused and they were all staring up at me. Matt was the first to speak up, “Did you just exchange numbers and hug Chrissy Cunningham?”

I paused and said slowly, “Yes, why?”

“What if she’s going to run back and give your number to all the jerks,” Matty said with his earrings glinting as he jolted forward in emphasis. I rolled my eyes and clutched my heart dramatically. “Oh, please save me. If they start prank calling my house… What ever will I do?” I raised a hand to my forehead and proceeded to Shakespearian faint before the group. I lifted my head from the floor and looked to their shocked faces. “I think I’ll survive.”

**Thank you for reading!**

#eddie munson x fem!oc #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson #fem!oc #stranger things fanfiction #slow burn #dom!eddie #stranger things smut #eddie munson smut #eddie munson fluff #sub!ofc

[itspdameronthings]

Prank

Summary: Here is the thing. Was in the mood to write a hot fic. @autumnleaves1991-blog told me about a funny tic toc video about swim trunks dissolves in water! Got me thinking about Benny boy being a victim. Be warned there is some adult themes in the story. no minors!! Takes place in the Ch2 universe

Warning: 18+ content. minors will be blocked

Another hot Texas summer day. Everything is dry looking. One thing that sounds good is cooling off in the pool. Couldn't wait to get home to get ready for the pool party. Everyone will be there. Getting ready to turn everything off in the office.  There was a knock on the door, " Ready to go?”Santi.  Your handsome man is coming to pick you up. Knight and shining armor," So glad you are here. Did you get that  certain item? " Grins that grin you love so much, " oh I sure did.  This will be the ultimate prank ever. Hated he did that to you. So glad I showed you that Tic Toc video about the swim trunks. " 

Inside of the house feels nice and cold.  That feels good when Benny has been in the gym. Training young boxers to be champs. Like he was. Sure he missed the cheering crowds. Doesn't miss getting hit either. That makes you happy. Sneaking through the kitchen door. You and Santi quickly took the back stairs towards your bedroom.  Carefully placing the trunks on Benny's side of the bed.  Knowing he would see it. Santi kisses your lips, " Can't wait to see what happens.  On that note.  How about we go and change, and start getting stuff ready for the party." 

Three of you in the kitchen prepping the veggies and meat for the grill. Occasionally stopping Benny from eating.  He thought he would go outside to get the patio,and pool ready.  Feels good right now.  NO! That can wait till later on. Go inside to get a drink.  Rubbing the cold water bottle on his forehead, " Shit! It's hot outside! Can't wait for everyone to show up! So we can get in the fucking pool! You and Santi smile. Knowing Will and the others are on the way. Goes over to Benny. Wrapping your arms around his waist, " Why don't you go and take a dip. Got you a new pair of swimming trunks. Couldn't resist to see how it looks on your body." Smiling down at you, " oh trust me . I'll come down to show you before I go in. Wish you could join me. Missed you all day." Kissing him back," Get going then baby. Can't wait to see you in them." Santi comes behind you.  Nibbling on your neck, " Got my phone ready to film his reaction.  This is gonna be the funniest thing ever." 

Benny smiles at the site of the trunks. Slip it on . Goes into the bathroom to fetch his old towel. He is so ready for the coldness of the water to cool him off. After working hard. 

Blue arrived wearing her usual swimming attire. Old shorts and a tee. Since she isn't here to attract anyone.  Even though her heart still belongs to a certain guy that still won't give her time of day. Blue hugs you as she fetches a cold one, " Y'all behave you hear? Gonna soak up some sun before the others show." Before she opened the patio door, " Don't go and scare anyone in that attire." Blue flips him off," Same thing goes to you old man. You look funny in baggy pants." 

Benny made his way to the pool. Putting the towel down. Doing a few stretches to loosen up his muscles.  Looking up to see his friend Blue," Can't you lookin at me like that missy. I'm so fuckin taken" Rolls her eyes. Blue snorts ," I know that dummy.  Only Miller I want is your brother. " With that being said. Benny does a cannonball into the pool. Come up for air. Which splashed some water on Blue. Suddenly there is something that she has never seen before.  Sure she has seen her share of naked bodies. Especially William's, but never his brother's! Benny looks at her funny, " What's the matter? Did I do something drastic? Oh! I'm sorry darlin I got ya wet!" You opened the door to set some food on the table. See your Benny's hot , nude looking body. Couldn't stop the aching feeling between your legs.  Have to get through the party. Then ,and only then can you have fun with your men. Practically smiling while leaning against the door frame," Benny baby? What happened to your trunks? Thought you said you were gonna show them off for me." He looks around. Not before noticing the red dye in the water. Blushing with embarrassment.  Told Blue to cover her eyes. While he reached for his towel placing it round his waist," Start explaining baby. Why did you do such a thing like that to me! Whatever I did to you to make you buy trick trunks!" Looking into his beautiful eyes as he ," Oh you know darn well what ya did. Does switching out my bikini top for one of those dissolving one's hmm? Wasn't funny when it happened at a hospital pool party. I had to do something.  With Santi's help.." Benny groans, " Pope! Really! Shit" Santi clears his throat, " Which I happened to record the whole thing! Yes! Everyone at the party will see this!" 

True to Pope's word. He shows everyone at the party the video. There were lots of laughs.  Benny loves a good joke,but when he is the victim? He isn't laughing.  Will tried his best to cheer him up. Which was a lost cause.  

After the party ended. Benny was upstairs laying in bed. Still wearing his cap on and his shorts and tee. Not speaking to you . Santi had to take Blue home since her car was acting funny. Crawling towards your baby. Trying to make him smile or even speak.  Slowly undressing him," I'm sorry darlin.  Was so gung ho about getting back at you. For the record? You look so sexy when you are wet. Like when you get out of shower. Now I wanna make it up to you." That's what you did.  Took off his shirt.  Kisses his head all the way down his chest. Teasing his nipples with your tongue. He started to make some noise. Loving what you are doing to him.  Trying to be strong. Until he hears the sound of the zipper.  Feel your hand on his large bulge. Hisses. Practically smiling, " I'll make you cry out. Mark my words I will. " sliding off your shorts.  Slowly crawls on top of him. Grinding against him, " come on baby.  Give in to me! I know you want to! Make a sound for me!" More you talk, the more turned on he gets! Until he finally screams," Ride me darlin! Need to be inside you!" He sheds the rest of your clothes. Start to wreck you with all of the pent up emotions from the embarrassing moment. 

Santi comes home . Bone tired. All he wanted to do is relax with you. Goes upstairs to see you and Benny fast asleep.  No covers covering the two of you.  That's fine. After stripping out of his clothes.  Crawls next to you.  Practically spooning you, " if you are up to it baby? How about we have some fun while he sleeps. " That's what you and Santi did. Made love till the early morning.  

Would be a long while three of you prank each other like that.  Even though it was funny at the time.  Benny mentioned to you the next morning if you ever pulled a prank like that ever again? You will get your just desserts.

#Triple Frontier #ch2 #benny miller x reader #santiago garcia x reader #Oscar Isaac #Garett Hedlund

[centuriantalevevo]

Introduction

I have a carrd that gives more detail that's actively being updated! It also has a link to my OTHER carrd specifically FOR COMMISSIONS- It includes English and several other languages, more will be added eventually. Currently there's Japanese, Spanish, and Portuguese (used DeepL, I'll ask some friends who know the languages to go over it and see how understandable it is)

So the basics, I guess- but I do recommend going through the Carrd cuz I worked so fucking hard on that bro-

I'm Halo! I also go by Centurian online, so either name works! As you can tell I have an eye bleed color scheme of red and teal as those are my favorite colors with some yellow- why yellow? No fucking clue cuz it's not even a color I have a particular opinion towards- I blame Venturian Tale

I go by They/Them, nothing more nothing less and if I see one person try to refer to me as something else I will be cutting people into tiny pieces, just so you know-

I'm a whole ass American and I actually dislike it- (I live in America and born and raised American, AMA lmao-) I'm currently suffering-

I'm nonbinary(obviously), and bisexual!

I am in love with fictional characters especially Albexiaomouche, it's a genuine problem send help-

I have ADHD (hence the hyperfixations) and Depression, so if you request something like a fanfic or want to do a commission, that might take a while, please be patient. I'll be very pumped and hyped for it with so many ideas but once I start doing it, I start to lose interest and it takes a bit to actually get back to doing so since I'm a really bad procrastinator. Please be patient, I PROMISE whatever you asked for will come out eventually.

I'm 17 years old, and if anyone is wondering about Minors DNI (ik I'm a minor but for when I turn 18), that's all on my Carrd.

I typically don't really give a shit cuz like... minors be horny too. It's not like I can actively control what you do because minors always find a way, they can simply not interact and just read it, save the link, etc to avoid being blocked and all that shit.

For me, 16+ is good. If you're old enough to drive without an adult, you're fine to interact here. 15 gets iffy BUT I'm not gonna care much. I'm not gonna block anyone for being a minor or ageless blog because... you'll find a way around it anyways, so if you're under the age of 16 either just don't like the NSFW stuff or wait until your 16 or over. I get its hard to wait, and it's GRUELING to wait because it seems like that day is so far away but trust me, I've been in your shoes and it's closer than you think. You're allowed to follow me if you're under 16 cuz I don't ONLY post NSFW but for the NSFW stuff, 16+ is recommended.

Again, I can't control you BUT it is the right thing to do to just respect people's wishes.

That's all I can think of for now but have this drawing I did of Ike Eveland cosplaying as Miku kinda lmao

Hatsune Ike

Also my cat Felippe

He questions why the turns tabled

MY TAGS LMAO

#Halo; Random Shit - exactly what it says. Pretty much every post

#Halo; Honry - NSFW

#Halo; Simping Hours - me Simping casually and respectfully lmao- (jk it's feral)

#Halo; Genshin Impact - Genshin posts

#Halo; VTubers - any posts related to vtubers especially ones I watch

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#Halo; Asks - asks. Lmao-

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#Halo; movies&shows - me talking about movies and shows I'm watching, usually at that moment of posting

#halo; random shit #introduction shit for a pinned post yeet

[codeopathy]

also, you're putting words in vela's mouth, assuming that what he's speaking about is straight up sexual abuse, and not just supposed encouragement of inappropriate sexual and unsanitary jokes

still, the way you're handling this is a serious self-report, implying you think that alleged victims of sexual abuse incidents are lying until the crime can be proven

I'll reply to this bc I'm pretty sure the other asks are also yours but. oh boy.

Also mentioning personal history with s/a.

Do I gotta say I'm also someone who's dealt with this shit. Because I've dealt with being groomed / s/aed in online spaces. Like I'm not gonna do a whole villain monologue on this but I fucking get this shit dude. Why do you think I only made one post saying block and move on? With ss of the original post from Vela as others who saw and are helping me recommended I added onto the post. Because while yes, a lot of the time the victims are saying the truth but HERE. It isn't the case because I've seen the convos and shit man. And also the self report comment is so fucking not needed. I'm sorry but like there's a reason why some people stay neutral when it comes to heavy shit like this- you want all the information you can get before you decide. BC you have people who auto assume one person is right and refuse to listen to anyone else IF a statement is made.

Also @ the "you cannot control people." I cannot control people no duh. That's something I am well aware of. But if people use me warning against KENO FANS interacting with someone who ALREADY has them on dni to be like- basically these asks but worse to Vela? That is shameful on them. I cannot control them but I can sure as hell condemn them if they harass Vela with using me as an excuse.

Which here is where I will admit 2 things and apologize for as I'm going to be real, my writing has gotten skewed as the past 2 days been really hazy.

The words in Vela's mouth. From what I read in the post (and what not) it read as trying to accuse the creator of being a groomer to me at the time. Now if I reread it, it reads as less then that but still pretty damn close. I'm sorry for misreading that but it's still a similar topic and shit. Which mind you it's still crazy to insinuate that an adult was doing that when the adult does NOT want to int with minors like that.

The "fear and stress" portion of the second ask. Again, I realize now that yea. That will be a result of the post and I genuinely didn't want to make it as so. If it wasn't for the fact shit was already starting to sprout up bc of these accusations, I would have not made the og post. Like everyone else watching is stressed the hell out but I'm also fighting my own issues to properly explain and at least TRY to get people to listen. But I do apologize for anyone who is seeing this and is worrying to hell and back. This situation is utter bs and part of it is blowing up bc I wanted to let a specific group know to dni.

All in all, I still stand by the belief that people should block and move on. That's the point of the original post and whatnot. I don't want to keep fighting over how it all went and shit bc I'm gonna be real- this is honestly what gets people hurt more. Not an inital "hey dni" but the reaction to someone saying that.

Which that's where I'm ending this one. My head hurts trying to reply.

#[[asks txt]] #cw keno situation #((I think unless there's any more points to be made im gonna let this be and delete any anons not asking to dm or whatever)) #((cause its generally the same points being made of '“post bad you did bad with making post"' or vice versa)) #((which i hate to say it but its a public platform where people already saw the vents and are asking about it. someone was gonna say smth)) #((eventually bc like if it wasnt me it would have been someone else and i feel thatd be worse)) #((all in all i shouldnt have to explain why specific things are done. gen if you dont agree with me PLEASE block me.)) #((and to my few mutuals/followers im so sorry my burst of activity is for this situation))

[sericasong]

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Hello there, you can call me Sano (he/they). This is a blog focused on Keigo/Hawks from MHA along with my experiences as an OC fictive, including art and writing regarding both.

I am part of a system, my age as an alter being 21. However, we are bodily 19, which is why that is the age listed in the bio of this account.

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Along with this blog, I also have an Obey Me! blog under the username @daemonicdorset.

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