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I guess the reblog really is dead huh?

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(Just listen to your favorite song by Mylène Farmer... ♪)

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FORGIVE ME, FATHER, FOR I HAVE SINNED

“And it was October 30th, the night before Halloween, Devil’s Night…”

Hosted by the Horsemen. Must be 18 or over to participate. Terms can be altered by one of the Horsemen.

week 1

❤︎ | CONFESSION I — HAUNTING DARKNESS

◟featuring. narumi gen (deepthroat, dacryphilia, degradation kink)

★˖ synopsis. confession from the haunted house

❤︎ | CONFESSION II — HIDDEN DESIRES

◟featuring. wild card kunigami rensuke (free use, manhandling)

★˖ synopsis. confession from the yacht

week 2

❤︎ | CONFESSION III — TWISTED ECSTASY

◟featuring. umemiya hajime & hiragi toma (threesome)

★˖ synopsis. confession from the broadcasting room

❤︎ | CONFESSION IV — INEBRIATED SENSES

◟featuring. karasu tabito (drunk sex)

★˖ synopsis. confession from the mansion

week 3

❤︎ | CONFESSION V — DISTORTED DEVOTION

◟featuring. togame jo (size kink, corruption kink, virginity loss)

★˖ synopsis. confession from the cathedral

❤︎ | CONFESSION VI — DANGEROUS MIRAGES

◟featuring. itoshi sae (mirror sex)

★˖ synopsis. confession from the house of mirrors

week 4

❤︎ | CONFESSION VII — PIERCING TENDENCIES

◟featuring. hoshina soshiro (sensory deprivation, knife play)

★˖ synopsis. confession from the hotel room 

❤︎ | CONFESSION VIII — LUSTFUL HEIGHTS

◟featuring. shidou ryusei (sextape)

★˖ synopsis. confession from the old tower

week 5

❤︎ | CONFESSION IX — SICK ATTACHMENT

◟featuring. kaji ren (hate sex)

★˖ synopsis. confession from the warehouse

❤︎ | CONFESSION X — CORRUPTED MADNESS 

◟featuring. michael kaiser (cnc, fear kink, predator/prey kink)

★˖ synopsis. confession from the catacombs

❤︎ | SPECIAL CONFESSION — ANGELICALLY DEVILISH

◟featuring. michael kaiser (angel/devil roleplay)

★˖ synopsis. confession from the club

© strawchocoberry — do not copy, repost, translate or reuse my work

Inspired by the Devil’s Night series by Penelope Douglas.

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Patreon reward for @strawberripuddi 💪

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୨ৎ 𝓱𝓸𝓷𝓮𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓷𝓸𝓵𝓲𝓪𝓼 . . . ft. boothill

boothill x f!reader. smut. mdni. overstimulation. mentions of oral (f! receiving)

sex isn't necessarily for boothill in your relationship. he doesn't get the physical pleasure out of it the way you do. but that doesn't mean he doesn't get any pleasure at all. not even close. boothill gets all the pleasure a man can ask for out of you. he can do things most guys couldn't even come close to doing for you. and he takes a lot of pleasure out of that.

he can finger you until your crying and , and eat you out for hours. until you can barely keep your eyes open. it's not like he gets tired out. he gets his pleasure from kissing and licking away the tears, and pulling your legs back open when they instinctively close. his pleasure comes from seeing your face scrunched up and hot, lips parted and droll running down your chin, your body shaking underneath him. it comes from leaning close to your ear and whispering words of encouragement, reassuring and urging you to keep going.

"come on, babydoll. you gotta feel it for the both of us. i know you can take a whole lot more"

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good morning!!! I know many of us are feeling a lot of anxiety today and there isn’t a simple way to fix or soothe it but let’s do our best anyway. remember that you’ve done your best, no matter what, and that’s what is important. let’s support and be there for one another as much as we can. my heart is heavy. i love you guys.

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how I feel reading monster fucking fics first thing in the morning

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the duke of the fortress of meropide's weakness is chin scritches

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― Simone de Beauvoir, from Diary of a Philosophy Student

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I find it endlessly fascinating how much Alhaitham outside of his character stories is portrayed as someone solely defined by the present. He never mentions his family ever. You don’t even know he’s an orphan unless you read them, or even that his grandma was such a pivotal figure in his life (and inspired some of his current views). He’s so divorced from his past you could be convinced he just popped into existence one day with no fuss.

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The election doesn’t start tomorrow, it ends tomorrow.

If you haven’t already, please make sure you are registered to vote and know where your polling place is (vote.org is a great and easy way to get that information). Additionally, please make sure you have a way to get to your polling place. Uber and Lyft often give free or discounted rides to the polls, and this year the car rental company, Hertz, is allowing free one-day rentals to get to the polls. More information on that here.

EDIT: NAACP has a discount code to use for Lyft, valid for two rides up to $20 ($40 total). Use code: NAACPVOTE24

The following states allow same day registration for general elections, ie: the presidential election:

California

Colorado

Washington DC

Hawaii

Idaho

Illinois

Iowa

Maine

Maryland

Michigan

Minnesota

Montana

Nevada

New Hampshire

New Mexico

Utah

Vermont

Virginia

Washington

Wisconsin

Wyoming

Note: North Dakota does not require formal voter registration, and upon presenting valid identification at a polling place, eligible citizens receive their ballot to vote.

all info here

The following states are required by law to give you time off to vote (between one and three hours):

Alabama

Alaska

Arizona

Arkansas

California

Colorado

Georgia

Illinois

Iowa

Kansas

Kentucky

Maryland

Massachusetts

Minnesota

Missouri

Nebraska

Nevada

New Mexico

New York

Ohio

Oklahoma

South Dakota

Tennessee

Texas

Utah

West Virginia

Wisconsin

Wyoming

*Most states requiring employers to permit voting leave also require that this time is paid. Among the above, the following do not: Alabama, Arkansas, Georgia, Massachusetts, North Dakota. (info here)

Again, it is your right to vote. If you are in line when the polls close, stay in line. It is your legal right to vote.

If you are turned away at the polls, say the following verbatim: “Give me a provisional ballot with a receipt as required by law.”

If you make a mistake on your ballot, you have the right to ask for a new ballot. Don’t cross anything out, simply ask for a new one.

Poll workers are required to make reasonable accommodations for voters who need, including ballots in other languages or translators.

Canvassing is not allowed at polling places, and no one is allowed to threaten or intimidate voters. You have the right to report anything of the like.

All info taken from here

Some tips:

Don’t wear political merch to the polls.

Don’t engage with anyone about your politics at the polls.

Don’t take phone calls inside your polling place — it can wait, please be respectful.

Research who is running locally and see what their policies are. Additionally, research any local propositions that may be on the ballot. The language on ballots is made to be purposefully confusing, so make sure you read everything carefully in addition to your research.

If you’re able to get up early on Election Day, go right when your polling place opens to beat the line.

REMEMBER: IT IS YOUR RIGHT TO VOTE!

Here are a list of state-by-state voter protection hotlines, as well as hotlines in various other languages:

Please vote tomorrow if you have not already. It’s so important, and choosing not to vote or voting for a third party is a vote for extremist measures. Vote down the ballot, and do not let anyone bully you into voting one certain way.

What we are seeing throughout this election cycle (and the last two election cycles) is entirely abnormal. The bullying we see from a certain side and its supporters is childish and dangerous. They spew false information, make racist remarks, and sexualize and discriminate fellow candidates. No single presidential candidate is completely and wholly good, so criticize accordingly.

Vote with those you love in mind, vote with your safety in mind, and vote for those who will be affected for decades to come. Vote for someone who speaks coherently, not for someone who is, let’s be honest, not cognitively alright — and that is the bare minimum of the issue.

If you have anything to add to this post, please do. If anything is incorrect, please let me know and I will gladly change it.

Vote. Vote. Vote.

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@/grimmjowsweetheart reposts fics on Character AI. Please, make sure to block them. Since they took contents from my HC posts, that leads me to believe that they take them directly from Tumblr!

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I thought that having a release schedule would keep me motivated, but it's just stressing me out.

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⭒ 𝑵𝑬𝑼𝑽𝑰𝑳𝑳𝑬𝑻𝑻𝑬, minors do not interact

fem reader. f! oral receiving. he eats you out from his knees. reader wears a dress. petnames used; my love, my dear. still new to neuvi, hopefully not ooc. ₊ 𓂃 masterlist

It was quite a risky surprise that you'd taken on, you'd known that yourself, especially given NEUVILLETTE's busy schedule and understanding that sometimes things can interfere with that unannounced. Unfortunately meaning that sometimes he was home even later than you expected him to be, which in turns leaves you as you are now.

You’d decided on preparing dinner for him, even going as far as to dress up a little as part of your surprise. It wasn't much, it was just something more romantic that you wanted to do the Iudex.

But ofcourse, given Neuvillette’s position and his work— he seems to not be finished with his schedule yet today, which is why you're currently packing up the leftovers into storage containers for him to enjoy when he finally finishes up.

It wasn't something that you were particularly upset about— you'd even made sure to make food that would reheat to be just as delicious, if not more just incase something like this happened. It was your reality more than anything, and that doesn't mean that you still couldn't keep him company while he enjoyed his later.

It wasn't for an important occasion or anything of the sort anyway, it was just more an act of appreciation— especially given how hard Neuvillette worked for the people of Fontaine.

You smooth down your dress as you begin to tidy up the table next, gathering the silverware into your hands before you turn to leave. But your movements are halted momentarily as you hear the front door to your home begin to unlock, followed by the arrival of the very Iudex youve been waiting for.

You greet Neuvillette with a smile and he mirrors it with his own softer one, but only for a moment before he begins to take in your current state.

His expression seems to drop into something more somber when he begins to piece together whats happening before him; the table is set for two and you're dressed up, no doubt tiding up after he's left you to eat alone and its almost immediately after that realisation that his shoulders drop. He always was quite an observant man.

Although you pick up on Neuvillette’s shift in expression just as quickly, his disappointment for keeping you waiting is only emphasised by the sudden patter of rain you begin to hear against your window. (An unexpected shower despite the otherwise dry day).

He seems to close the distance between you both quite quickly after that and you welcome him, the apologetic look on his face is stark and you're smiling as a means to soothe him before he can even speak.

"My apologies. Had I realised, I.." Neuvillette begins before he stops again and his hands squeeze at your waist as he looks past you, almost shamefully admiring the effort you had went to, carrying out such a romantic gesture for him.

The lilac of his eyes seems almost pearlescent when you meet them again, his voice quiet. "Had.. had I known you would go to such lengths, I would've ensured to clear up my day as required." The remorse in the Iudex is evident and it almost makes your heart ache at how remorseful he seems to be.

His apology continue as Neuvillette’s hand reaches blindly for your own, squeezing your fingers as he takes them in his before bringing them to his lips to kiss them softly. His eyes close, "I should've informed you of my late coming, although unexpected.. there is no excuse." Although as much as you appreciate him almost begging for forgiveness, you can't help but giggle given the true circumstances.

You urge him to meet your gaze as you smile at him, although enjoying the attention. "Neuvillette its fine, I promise! We can heat it up. You don't have to worry about it." Your words are sincere and he recognises that, but that still doesn't make up for the fact he'd left you to enjoy yours alone.

He finds it almost unforgivable.

Neuvillette’s brows crease as he looks down at you, like he's mentally cursing himself for running late— like the circumstances weren't out of his control. But you more than anyone understand that yourself, "Yes.. but.."

He goes to begin again but you stop him this time as you lean up to kiss him once, pecking playfully at his lips and offering him a blink through fluttered lashes. The act allows him to truly take you in for the first time since he arrived, the way you're dressed and stunning before him— the realisation makes his mind cloud almost instantly.

Neuvillette swallows loudly before he begins again, as if composing himself. His fingers squeeze affectionately into the curse of your waist. "Then may I offer you my sincerest apologies, my dear. In fact if you would allow, I could make it up to you now."

Your head tilts at that— more with curiosity than anything. But it’s an offer you can't really refuse given the circumstances, it could even make him feel better.

So you nod giddily before Neuvillette takes a step forward, still standing in the doorway of your home before he's suddenly pressing you up against the wall in the hallway and it makes your eyes widen as you watch him. You send him a questioning look as he crowds over you, and the Iudex swallows while taking you in.

"It would be quite a shame for this outfit to go unappreciated, after all.. you do look quite beautiful." He rolls the fabric of your dress between his fingertips, letting his gaze traverse across the fitted fabric, admiring how it stretches over your figure and you almost feel warm beneath his shameless appreciation.

But before you can question Neuvillette’s 'apology', you're left speechless as his large stature drops down to his knees but a moment later. His gloved hands moving to bunch up the hem of your dress as he holds it up at your hips and the sudden cold air it brings between your thighs makes you feel suddenly exposed.

"If I may?" His lilac gaze lifts up to look at you, although the heat within it makes you almost shake as he politely knocks your legs apart— spreading you a little wider to make room for himself. His fingers hover over the fabric of your quickly warming panties and you dont trust your own voice right now— instead offering the Iudex between your thighs a nod.

Neuvillette follows your approval quickly, one of his large hands keeping your dress held above your hips as he presses you into the wall in the hallway. While the other, makes quick work of pulling your panties to the side— groaning softly when he gets his first look of your bare cunt. How its been awaiting him.

He’s not touched you yet but you're already shaking— maybe its the image of the man you love kneeling between your thighs, in a show of admiration and apology for making you eat alone, but it makes you feel too warm.

It’s an almost lewd display as you watch Neuvillette lean in after a few moments of appreciation, exhaling his next breath across your folds before he's nuzzling into you. He takes a large inhale of your scent and it makes him groan before his sharp eyes cut up into you.

You’re almost trembling with anticipation and the Iudex appreciates that, finally opting to smooth his fingers through your folds as he becomes your hips closer to him— thighs spreading wider. His lips part and something softer than a whine seems to slip from between them before his mouth is on you,

Neuvillette wraps his lips around your clit before sucking it between his teeth, allowing his tongue to roll the sensitive bud so he can feel you jerk in his hold. His large palm urges you to rock against his mouth as he groans against you once more.

It’s such a filthy display but all the more intoxicating given who he is, its almost too easy how he works you and his fingers tremble into your skin — palming at your body like he’s trying to ground himself but pull you closer all at once.

Neuvillette’s movements continue slow at first but they still leave little room for you to breathe as you press your shoulders hard into the wall keeping you steady, far too encompassed in the feeling of his tongue pressing against your puffy clit. He breathes into you, appreciating the act of pleasure he's able to pull from you with such simple kitten licks, short lavs of his tongue and the shapes he's able to draw through your slick folds.

Your reaction seems to bring him just as much pleasure, as he moans quietly into your cunt with every sinful grind of your hips. The low tone of his voice sends vibrations through your clit and it makes your hips twitch, forcing more of you into the index's waiting mouth.

Your hands are restless as they opt to grab for whatever they can reach, tangling in the snow-like roots of his hair as you ride yourself along his tongue, all while his lilac gaze watches you.

Afterall, Neuvillette’s hoping this apology will suffice— although he is willing to go to whatever lengths it'll take for your forgiveness.

"I hope it is to your standards?" The Iudex growls shakily, as if the answer is not obvious but your hips still twitch from the sudden jolt of pleasure. Your fingers tighten in his hair as your hole twitches around the press of his tongue.

Your lips part, barely able to breathe nor think, "Please! it feels so good, you didn't have to d-do this for me!" Neuvillette seems to smile against your folds at your humbleness, although nowhere near satisfied when he slides his slender fingers between your folds, spreading more of you for him before he's diving back in.

Your legs can barely keep you upright anymore but he still presses you up easily, ensuring you won't fall as he continues to loudly slurp and smack at your slick, drinking you up like you're the meal he sorrily missed himself. He’s appreciating you like you're the finest of palettes, almost worshiping your cunt from where he buries himself between your spread thighs.

Neuvillette feels sticky, sweating beneath the fabric of his work uniform still and despite the open hallway— the air still feels heavy as he laps at your clit. His own face is flushed, from the tips of his ears to his cheeks but he only seems to be offering you more with every swipe of his tongue, his gaze never once leaving your expression.

His next exhale is strangled— buried between your folds as he works to push his tongue even further, dipping into your hole until every press makes you squelch lewdly and he groans at the sound.

He only pulls away to speak when he can feel you getting close, reassuring you he's not quite done—

“I can only hope this will convey my gratitude to you, my love. For along as you please— I will provide."

dividers by @ saradika-graphics

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online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.

and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.

there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't think anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.

i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.

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the 6th love language is actually cumming inside and fucking it deeper