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e-punx · 1 year
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Seroquel had me waaaaay too in it's grips when I was 12-15, why the fuck did my psychiatrist, upon finding out it wasn't helpful, just keep upping the doses? I shouldn't have been taking two 100 milligrams per day, I shouldn't have been sleeping (because I couldn't stay awake) for 16+ hours a day. I shouldn't have been trapped in my night terrors like a prisoner. When I was awake it was like I was someone else entirely, not to mention we learned later I was on stuff with it at doses I shouldn't have been. Why the fuck. 200 milligrams of seroquel a day for a kid not even old enough for all the diagnostic terms she used actively and later denied? Even though every visit it was questions about what I was on because she didn't even have it in my file? Utterly fucked. Corrupt.
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k-nkypills · 5 months
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‘My daughter is fine!’
Your son has a raging praise, size, breeding & free use kink, loves getting called good boy or pup and gets emotional when shown human decency and care idk what to tell you bestie <3
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unusualstimboards · 8 months
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patrick!!!!!!!! where are my antipsychotics!!
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crevicedwelling · 1 year
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Armadillidium gestroi and Armadillidium klugii “Dubrovnik”
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perfect little ladies I wish them a good breakfast of detritus
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izvmimi · 1 year
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cw: minors dni. smut. tw dubcon. tw breeding. tw daddy kink. tw babytrapping.
a/n: to top off being in heat i’m reposting this before bed
“P-pull out, ‘zuku,” you moan, although your body signals differently with the tight hold of your legs wrapping around his midsection. “Pull out, pull out, pull out,” you babble through the saliva dripping down the side of your chin, head arching back as he buries his face into your neck, sinking teeth into your skin.
You gasp as Izuku bites, clenching your walls harder against him, and he groans in pleasure directly into your ear, holding you so close you’re near breaking. You’re almost there, and you think maybe, maybe he’ll tip over with you too this time and paint white inside you but you’re not sure when the last time you took your pill was and…
“B-baby please, don’t… cum… inside…”
Izuku stills suddenly and the absence of friction almost feels like withdrawal - but he’s still inside you, cock thick and warm and stretching you full.
“You sure?”
Maybe it’s the huskiness of his voice that has your body react anew - you sigh again and your body tenses beneath him, and then you tilt back, pelvis rocking against his to encourage him to move and give you what you need. Your frustrated whines as he stops moving in protest amuse him, and he laughs - or rather blows air from his nose - then presses his forehead to yours.
He kisses your lips once.
“You sure you don’t want me to cum inside you?” It’s that voice that he uses, the one that makes you question, that lowers all your guards and reservations.
Flushed and faint, words fail you as he kisses you again.
“Hm? You don’t want me to paint you all pretty?”
Izuku slowly pulls out of you, to the protest of your entire body; your hands claw at his back desperately as he slips away, and as though simply to indulge you, once just the head is out, he slams back inwards causing your eyes to roll back.
“‘Zuku, please…”
He pulls back again slowly, taking his time to drag mercilessly against your cunt, then slams back in deep, causing you nearly to sputter with garbled nonsense.
“Mm? You sure you don’t want me to fill you up?” Izuku asks.
Another nudge at your cervix, and you feel yourself flood around him.
“Don’t want me to put a little baby in you? A cute little thing that’s just ours, my love?”
He presses deep again, sinking as far in with his cock as you can possibly handle, then possibly more, pushing you to your limit. You teeter at the precipice of orgasm, and he drags you back yet again, playing with your emotions as he massages at your breasts.
Your arms wrapped around his shoulders lose strength, and he knows he has you, his voice deep, husky and warm breath tickling your face. His locks graze at your skin as he teasingly pecks at your nose, raising up against you for you to get a good view of rippling muscles, the horny tension in his neck and jaw, and the lust in his eyes.
“You sure you don’t want me to fill you up?” He asks again, and it’s somewhat of a mockery; he presses a hand at your lower belly, intensifying the sensation of every dizzying thrust.
“Can’t believe you don’t wanna make me a daddy? Don’t you know it would make me so happy, baby?”
He speeds up and your pleasure continues to build. It’s not fair that he does this, not fair at all. But he bites his lip, and you can tell he’s concentrating because of the grip his fingers have on the sheets. Every rock of his hips now is purposeful, as though he’s decided on your answer before you have, or rather he knows you so well that it’s clear you’ve conceded now, if not obvious by the glassy look in your eyes.
“‘Zuku, p-please,” you moan helplessly.
“Please what, precious?” he asks, not relenting his pace to suck at your neck, not slowing to press your hands up above your head.
“‘Wanna cum… want you to cum in me, ‘zuku!”
He smiles because he’s won yet again by your fucked-out expression, pleasured salty tears streaming down the corner of your eyes, the way he’s so easily convinced you. His heart swells at how good you are to him, for him, and how easily your body and mind responds to him.
His name falls off your lips so easily, Izuku, Izuku, Izuku.
He could stop here but -
“Oh no, baby, call me by my other name,” he murmurs, pulling up one of your limp wrists to kiss your knuckles as he continues to fuck you ceaselessly.
Your eyes seem to struggle to focus on him, but he can see your lips move.
“Go on, you remember,” he coaxes, taking your fingers in his mouth.
You do. Of course you do.
“Please fill me up, Daddy.”
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cosmicwhoreo · 3 months
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tw: blood If you're not drawing your oc in pain for the fun of it, can you really call yourself an artist?
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The cost of sophistication is being a little more "delicate" than one would care to acknowledge. Gold has all sorts of malfunctions and hiccups every now and then. at least one every 3 or 4 months. Usually minor tics that, at worst, he would need to hit his chest like a staticky box tv to get it up and working again. But there are other more... Violent outbursts that require a more involved hand... Either way, they can all be summed up as; unfun.
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mikufigureoftheday · 5 months
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❤️‍🩹Today's Miku figure is:❤️‍🩹
Mikumo Love-Colored Hospital Ward ver. 12cm
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goobersplat · 6 months
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Kittens “Smoking in the Boys Room” Pill Box
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up n down
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ksmithm3ll · 5 months
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hate me if you will but i will never apologize for being who i am. (a pill bug enthusiast)
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titantheemoon · 5 months
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“i’ll answer in a sec”
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gearfr3ak · 4 months
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—Valentine Rentry Graphics ꒱ 
f2u w/ credit ♡ rqed by @bleedingromantic
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hereissomething · 1 year
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i betcha cant guess what game ive been playing the past few months!!!! and i betcha cant guess who my favorite babygirls are!!!!!
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zal-cryptid · 5 days
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So what happened with the kid that Tammy was babysitting that was bad enough to get her toyified when what she did to Pen wasn't?
Also unrelated but it's interesting that even though she's been there the longest by a significant margin Eleanor seems to have learned her lesson the least if any at all.
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By Pen I assume you mean Jen. Tammy was a kid when she bullied her - Krampus only turns adults into Toyfolk, so she likely just git a fat lump of coal during her teenage years.
The kid she was babysitting on Christmas Eve, 1997, thankfully survived, as did Jen's victims.
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juststarkitty · 20 days
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Big eyes and a tummy full of Molly
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cookiep-cat · 29 days
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Sneak peek at some art for my Infection AU I’m working on. I’m still in the early planning stages but have a lot of ideas for test tube’s role 👀
(Edited this post cuz i changed the drawing a bit. The old alt version is under the cut now 👍)
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