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irlactualhuman · 4 months
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My imagination, creativity, and libido are all in a street gang that run rampant through the streets at night keeping me from a good night's rest.
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sakuramom · 2 years
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Please please keep my baby and I in your thoughts, I may need to have my c section tomorrow if my results come back showing a drop in my platelet count. I am terrified
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flunkett · 2 years
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literally great advice to prevent me from killing myself is to prove myself wrong
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sttk · 6 months
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nomaishuttle · 7 months
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thepants r my moms tripp pants and theyre quitee awesome
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timeisacephalopod · 1 year
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You gotta love how much of American politics is calling other countries shit holes but god forBID anyone criticize their gun hugging to the point of children being mowed down like a fuckin lawn all the time and then all of the sudden you can't criticize countries you aren't from, if you're not American your opinion is worth zero!Then shut up about the whole Middle East, China, Russia, and whoever else you hate this week if not being from a country means you can't say shit about it. At least be consistent in what you believe, and barring that at least be up front that you think you need Special Boi Rules just for America.
Obviously a lot of Americans don't act like this, but the ones that do should just be up front about their double standards so we can dismiss their opinions for any conversation about international politics and geopolitical issues because they're obviously incapable of participating.
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umbrakinetix · 1 year
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Sitting at the hotel bar realizing I’ve been in the TF fandom in some capacity for 7 years and I probably will be for the rest of my life and I’m meeting people I might know forever and this is probably gonna be one of those things they mention at my funeral one day
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cinna-bunnie · 2 years
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dude like.. i Get It but why are pharmacists SO curt. I called to refill my prescription and they're always in a rush to make you leave/stop talking and don't want to answer any questions unless u interject before they hang up like?? i hate american healthcare system sm almost every part of interacting with it is either a pain in the ass or just feels v shitty as someone who Needs Help
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archiephd · 2 years
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having to research the blandest mayonaise democrats possible of an entirely different state because i want $23 an hour #grind
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double-aa-batteries · 2 years
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sometimes you will not feel ok and that's ok
sometimes you will want to do anything but be alive and that's ok
you are allowed to feel this way
your pain is real and i see it and you're allowed to be in pain
just know this feeling will not last forever
listen to me please. you will not feel like this forever. one day you will be ok. and one day you will be happy.
take my hand. we will get to one day together
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dotchannie · 1 month
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- 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚊𝚝 :: j.yh x fem reader (MDNI)
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synopsis: yunho wakes you up in the middle of a dream and wants to prove he’s better than his make believe counterpart.
a/n: happy yunho day! its’s another repost sorry :( but it’s a good one I promise!
wc: 900.
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Warnings: reader has a wet dream, fingering, mentions of reader having tummy rolls, oral(f receiving), eye contact, pet names (princess & baby), swearing, teasing, yunho talking you through an orgasm, dream Yunho is referred to like he’s another man and hes lowkey jealous of himself, cummin on his face:(, slight humour.
Your back arches up off the bed as he drills his fingers into you, not showing any intentions of easing his efforts on your cunt and taking pride in making you squirm beneath him- writhing in pleasure as two fat fingers curl towards your front where they reach the depths within you repeadtly.
Yunho's got you lay on your back, legs spread wide before him, buffet style. One strong arm hooked around the meat of your upper thigh to keep you pinned in his prefered position, the other pisitioning at an angle that makes his biceps look delicious. Muscle flexing rythmically to match his pace.
Changing your position to observe your boyfriend work your sex, you raise yourself to rest on your elbows, watching as your stomach gathers in rolls to accomdate the shift in your body.
Typically, Yunho likes to hold eye contact when he's between your legs. Enjoying how it allows him to the be the quieter one between the two of you but also gives him the abilitly to talk you through sex- knowing how you crave the praise, crave the sound of his voice to help you cum. But when you look down your met with the crown of his head, hair grown out slightly to reveal his natural dark shade.
You groan in frustration, the reality that you haven't heard his voice nor seen his face once this entire time settling in and so you roll your hips, trying to break his focus and make him look you in the eye, but he doesn't. Doesnt even huff out a puff of air through his nose like he does when hes over stimulated. A small detail about him only you get to see in this context.
You're panting, genuinly struggling to breathe and chest heaving with the effort it takes to keep yourself on the brink of release. He's doing it on purpose you think. You both know it takes more than this but right now it feels like he's not even here with you, intentionally denying you of what you want. You hear yourself growl, flinging yourself back now in protest as you feel the ebbs of your orgasm dwindling away from you. Clenching your eyes tight to keep the exasperated tears at bay.
Suddenly the sensation changes, wet and warm between your legs and you prop yourself up once more, this time being met with a pair of sharp eyes. Yunho briefly removes his tongue from your clit, obscenely slurping on you as he pulls away.
he greets you with a wink “Morning princess”, voice full of that cocky edge- “Good dream?" he laughs before diving right back in to resume his attack.
"No, you weren't talking...asshole".
This time he does huff in amusement, air kissing the fat of your pussy and making you whine out, finally satisfied that you could hear and feel him like you craved.
Replacing his tongue with his thumb to rub slow circles against you instead, Yunho offers you some mock apologies.
"Aw i’m sorry baby, I guess dream me isn't as good to you hmm?".
You know he’s just being a tease, it's nothing new. He likes taking his time with you in bed, likes the chase before the reward but his dream land countertpart has already edged you to near completion once, or maybe it was him in reality? you have no idea anymore.
"Please Yunho, I was so close" you pout.
"You almost came in your sleep? oh that’s so precious." He stops his movements once more to lower his head back down to it's orginal position, "tell me all about it while I eat you out, maybe i'll even be nicer than him and let you cum."
He licks a stripe directly up your center, taunt muscle prodding at you as he tapers off and his eyes come up to meet yours once more.
Yunho slowly blinks, puppy dog eyes prompting you to begin speaking like he isn’t about to rip your soul from its place in your chest. You close your eyes, trying to gather your thoughts and remember exactly what he was doing but he swats your outer thigh forcing you to keep staring at him.
"ah-hng, you wher-I mean he was, ugh" you stutter through your sentence.
"That's it, keep going you've got it"
"He was finge- AH" your cut off when Yunho sucks one of your fleshy outer lips into his warmth.
"Holy Shit, he was fingering me! Please Yunho, please let me cum".
You feel his tongue intrude within your walls for the first time that night, a substitute for his fingers. Those being to busy pinning you down or prying you open to also be inside you.
Yunho feels you tightening around his tongue and briefly considers pulling away, finding humour in being as unfair as your dream but decides against it. He wants to taste you too bad to tease you anymore, and so he starts shaking his head from side to side aggresively. Stimulation from his thumb, nose and tongue sending you spiralling into your descent, escence coating his tongue in the process.
"oh fuuuuck" you drawl out, hips twitching against his face.
"Now, am I better than him?" Yunho cheekily questions, knowing fine well what your answer is.
"So much better, so so much better", you giggle "he could only dream about making me cum"
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𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 !
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sky-is-the-limit · 6 months
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No, because Gaz would be a SUCKER for semi-public sex. Let me elaborate.
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He was quiet and lethal. Same manner as to how he operated in the battlefield, similar sufficiency when cornering you against the nearest surface in the communal areas of the base.
It all started with Soap, jokingly flirting with you because you were having a bad day.
Johnny being Johnny, took it a step further not knowing that you and Kyle were closer than you led on to be in public, putting a hand on your shoulder, telling you silly jokes to laugh, calling you his bonnie like he always does.
Kyle never displayed any signs of jealousy. He was not that type of a man.. until he realised that keeping it a secret for way too long might then alter the close bond the two of you have and push you into another man's arms.
A man like Johnny, who was more of an extrovert compared to him, more expressive and affectionate, more brave when it came to voicing his feelings.
Kyle was more on the discreet side. Growing up with a father always telling him to talk less, to calm down his excitement whenever he expressed his feelings loudly led him to mould himself into someone who would rather sit back and observe than let his emotions overcome him.
He thought he was fearless. That ended instantly when you two first kissed. He was afraid of one thing after all. Rejection.
Afraid to hear, "You are saying too much, Kyle. You are being too much." Mirroring his old man's words when he was young, innocent and vulnerable. He couldn't relive it with you, not when his feelings you ignited in him were exactly that. Pure, intense, and vulnerable.
He cursed his heart out at times. For beating rapidly whenever you kissed him as though he was unable to get used to it, like he was experiencing it for the first time again and again. When your fingertips caressed his skin so delicately, with care and fondness like it was not the skin of a man who kills for a living.
Loving you felt like like a wildfire, consuming everything in its path, every touch was electrifying for both of you, charging the air with anticipation and desire.
Eventually, if rejection was to be expressed from your cherished lips, he was terrified of the aftermath, like his heart would shutter permanently. Hence, he kept on concealing his affections for the surrounding world, only allowing himself to show you how insanely in love he was with you within the four walls of a room, when you'd both lay naked in bliss, safe in each other's arms.
It was like Johnny's harmless remarks sparked something primal in him, bringing forward a Kyle you had never seen before. Someone possessive who decided to claim you wherever and whenever he caught Soap or anyone else flirting with you. And so he did.
After Johnny left the communal kitchen to go rest, it was a matter of seconds before Kyle trapped you with your back against the counter, his defined arms on each side, leaving you no room to move nor to gaze away from those piercing amber eyes that unveiled all filthy thoughts racing through his mind.
"Someone could see us." Your attempt to remind him of your exposed, compromising pisition was cut short when his hands trailed down to the back of your thighs, scooping you up with a swift sweep to set you on the surface.
"Let them." His voice had gravelly timbre, lulling you into a state of ecstasy with how his velvety soft lips started leaving wet sloppy kisses from your jaw to your collarbones whilst his fingertips were playing with the waistband of your jeans, hastily unbuttoning them.
"Kyle- fuck" Broken and weak, his name came out of your lips in a breathless whimper, fingernails dragging down his forearm with force as though to keep yourself balanced, sober under his touch with no success.
"Let them hear you love, let them hear that you're fucking mine." Every word was spat out with intent, emerged as a hoarse command, the aftermath of hours spent having to listen to another man thinking he has the right to even suggest that you should be with him instead.
With one swift move, your jeans were down to your ankles, the cool temperature of the room letting goosebumps slither down your spine as the mesmerising man before you, lowered his head between your thighs, hands gripping them open firmly, promising to leave purple-shaded reminders of who you belong to.
"This is all mine. You are all mine." A strangled exclamation escaped your throat when Kyle finally licked up your slit, sucking and devouring your dripping slick like a starved man into his mouth.
Alternating between tongue flicks and brutally slow attacks on your clit, his pace was quickening at times as though he couldn't control his own desire while worshipping every inch of naked skin at his mercy.
That night sparked a chain reaction of Kyle taking advantage of your inability to resist this form of spontaneity that occurred whenever he felt like taking you outside the comforts of your own rooms.
Feral to the thought of someone walking in while he was claiming you, witnessing the obscene way you moan out his name, how you wouldn't even have time to get embarrassed or stop him cause the euphoria of his touch would be too intense for you to even notice someone else watching, watching you come undone under Kyle Garrick in a way that would put the best erotic films to shame.
And so he did. In the locker rooms of the base's gym, in the communal showers, in the armory because you interrupted his gun cleaning ritual, getting him so worked up and frustrated that he ended up fucking an orgasm out of you by rubbing his favourite gun against your clit then making you lick it clean, imagining the entire time that someone could walk in to see you in such a degrading mess, desperately allowing him to use you in any way he saw fit.
Kyle was a quiet man. Or so he thought.
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quakes-of-cragclan · 2 months
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"it felt like i had died too, and they just forgot to bury me."
YOU ARE A CLANGEN BLOG EXCUSE ME???? OW?????? (/pisitive btw. I'm already super engaged in this story. So hyped for the next update)
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AWWWW THANK YOU DUDE<<<33333 YOU MADE FLIPPAW SMILE AND HE JUST LOST HIS ENTIRE FAMILY AWWWWWW THATS A BIG ACCOMPLISHMENT AWWWW<3333
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ticklish-n-stuff · 6 months
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Hello! I LOVE your writing! If you're still accepting prompts for tickletober, may I please request (bsd) Lee! Fyodor and ler! Dazai (romantic preferably, but whatever's easier for you) with day 18, magic?
Dazai can cancel Fyodor's ability, making him the only one who can touch Fyodor without dying. I have a headcanon that every time Dazai touches Fyodor in a certain, very light way, Fyodor will feel a tingly sensation wherever Dazai touches him as a result of their abilities interacting with each other. Usually, it's just a bit tingly, but it gets very ticklish when Dazai does things like poking, rubbing, tracing etc.
When the two are having a sappy romantic moment (not often, let's be honest XD), Dazai will be a little shit and place his hands on Fyodor's neck/jaw before kissing him, making Fyodor all giggly and flustered. For a more platonic scenario, Dazai is (just like before XD) being a little shit and he thinks it's funny when Fyodor loses his cool. So he quickly grabs Fyodor's hands, causing Fyodor to do a full-body shiver and try to yank his hand back, but since Dazai is stronger than him, he's stuck there, forced to endure the tickles until Dazai thinks he's had enough.
Sorry if this is long, feel free to decline. Have an awesome day!
Tickletober day #18: Magic
Hsjdhskhdjsh I hope this is okay, writing a russian rat and suicide maniac together is quite challenging and after the latest season, I have a hard time visualizing them as romantic partners
I am a Dazai x Sigma believer ✌️
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Fyodor x Dazai (interpret as you wish)
Lee: Fyodor
Ler: Dazai
Warnings: Tickles!
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“You’re not so scary now, are you?~” Dazai teased, having pulled Fyodor onto his lap with ease and more importantly, without getting obliterated in the process thanks to his special ability.
“And look, I can even touch you all I want~” and just like that, Dazai’s hands started to playfully roam all over Fyodors torso.
Being touched like this was foreign to him, to say the least, but he didn’t plan on it to feel so damn ticklish!
“Oh, what’s this? Did I hit a sensitive spot?~” Dazai whispered teasingly close to the russian male’s ear, causing him to jolt upright.
“Tch, I don’t get sensitive” Fyodor let out a huff, trying to cover up the laughter that threatened to spill out of his lips. How foolish of him to think that Dazai would just leave it there, it is Dazai, after all. He thrives on other’s misery.
“Then surely you won’t mind if I do this, right?~” there was an evil smirk on Dazai’s face as his bandaged fingers found their way under Fyodor’s shirt, making sure to touch every inch of his torso.
“Mph!” his eyes instantly shut tight at the growing sensation, trying to squirm away from the offender, but he was too weak when in such a vulnerable pisition.
“C’mon, y’know you wanna laugh~” Dazai’s index finger poked it’s way to Fyodor’s navel, earning a startled gasp from the latter.
“Gah! Pfft! Ahahahaha! Dazai nohoho!” the damn finally broke and Fyodor’s laughter echoed across the room. His pale cheeks quickly turning tomato red as he tried and failed to control his reactions. How embarrassing! Someone so feared being brought down with something so childish, and yet, it didn’t feel all that bad to be touched so gently. Not like Fyodor would admit it out loud, but knowing Dazai, he already has an idea.
“Better get comfy ‘cause I won’t stop for a looong while!~” and thus, Dazai kept softly yet consistently tickling all over Fyodor’s belly and sides. Feeling like he was on cloud 9 for hearing such genuine laughter for once from this man. Even if neither voiced their enjoyment of this moment, it was pretty clear to anyone the giddy expressions they both wore.
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Update: After doing a very crack rp of me playing as Fyodor, I can say I believe in FyoZai love LMAO
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whitmoon · 11 months
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[Commission for Pisit K.] Jigglypuff & Riolu
Thank you for commission me!
He asked for a small Pokemon sketch commission, it has been a while since I did a PKMN commission so I accepted and have a lot of fun on this! 😊💞 He told me I don't need to render or make it so clean because he like my sketch and I'm so glad. 🙏💞
A small/sketch commission like this is so fun and more relaxing, I hope I can open for more in the future, if anyone is interested of course.😂💦
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